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Chapter 25 Born as a Dragon

In front of the great temple where the shadow of the holy tree was rooted, the royal guards were blocking a girl with silver hair and dragon horns.

In the entire Imperial Capital, there is only one person with the physical signs of a demon dragon, not to mention that thanks to a certain [Prosperity Branch], Lesia was severely slapped in the face in front of the Imperial Capital nobles not long ago.

It's just that Lesia at this time is very different from everyone's impression.

Her long silver-white hair fell down like a waterfall, a strand of bangs hanging in front of her slightly drooped eyes, and her delicate face that was so perfect that it looked like something out of a myth, mixed with awe and softness.

A pair of eyes as bright as glass, a mixture of deep and mysterious purple and pure and clear blue. In sharp contrast to the gorgeous pupil color is Leixia's eyes, which are arrogant and cold, as if to freeze the soul of the person looking at her.

She wore a pure white and sky blue close-fitting battle dress on her upper body, with the swallowtail-shaped hem falling behind her, moving freely without wind. The towering breasts actually stretched out the white skirt, leaving no wrinkles. Her flat stomach was wrapped in a corset, and her waist was incredibly slender.

The legs are also extraordinarily round and slender. Since the war skirt does not cover the lower body, they are replaced by black knee-high socks. The white and delicate absolute field is breathtaking. She is wearing high-top black soft boots, and the cuffs and collar lining are neatly rolled up. Come on, be elegant and decent.

If the pair of dragon horns weren't so eye-catching, no one would associate the silver-haired girl in front of them with the cripple in the wheelchair.

"Your Highness Lesia, please stop."

The halberds of the royal guards were crossed, blocking Lesia's path like an iron wall, and the surrounding guards also stared at the silver-haired princess with unkind eyes.

The silver-haired princess just glanced disdainfully:
"You can't stop me because you don't have the right to kill me."

After speaking, Lesia walked forward on her own. Her snow-white neck almost hit the blade of the halberd, causing a wound on the spot.

The guards were so frightened that they released their weapons and backed away.

Although emotionally speaking, these loyal guards of the royal family wished that Lesia had never existed, and they would not mind stepping on her a few times if given the opportunity, but they would never dare to decide the life or death of an emperor's heir privately.

The royal guards were forced to retreat, allowing Lesia to get close enough to the floating platform dedicated to the royal family.

The silver-haired dragon girl shouted loudly: "Your Highness the Regent, I have something to tell you!"

So the people on the floating platform noticed this one after another and began to whisper among themselves.

The regent frowned upon seeing this and asked the captain of the royal guard:

"How did she get here?!"

The royal guards suddenly started to sweat profusely:
"We came from behind the temple, where the Holy Law Guards were guarding. We thought..."

Behind the Great Temple is the area guarded by the Holy Law Guards. For the Royal Guards, it is a place that does not require attention at all. Which young person dares to approach the shadow of the Holy Tree?

This is bad, the regent thought to himself, and turned around to see.
"Why is that bastard here?!"

When Alegon saw Lesia for the first time, he was like a powder keg exploding, and he jumped into a rage and said:
"Also! Why are her legs intact? Are they prosthetic limbs? Who gave her such precious prosthetic limbs?! Sister, what is going on?!"

Seeing the flaming red-haired young man looking at her with gritted teeth, Serivela couldn't help but press her temples with a headache, waved her hands and said:
"Alagon, calm down first!"

The red-haired prince crushed the armrest of the seat: "Calm down! How do you want me to calm down?! Sister Huang! What else are you hiding from me?"

"I'll tell you, now calm down."

Selibela tried her best to comfort Alegon and said:

"She has already arrived in front of the Great Temple. The Divine Ancestor may also be watching her now. Don't be willful and handle the matter properly."

The gaze of the divine ancestor.

This is more useful than any persuasion.

"I understand, this bastard has to pay for her blasphemy and wantonness."

Aligon finally calmed down a little, followed the regent to the edge of the floating platform, and looked down at Lesia.

"Princess Lesia, what exactly do you want to say? Do you have to explain it before the sanctity of the Great Temple?"

"I just wanted to participate in the secret trial, but neither the palace guards nor the temple priests felt that I was qualified to participate in the secret trial, so I came to ask for permission from His Highness the Regent."

Lesia raised her head and said, obviously she was looking up, but she didn't look humble at all when she looked at the people standing in the light, as if she was the one in charge.

"Huh? Do you mean that you are qualified to join the trial? Figure out your position, bastard!"

Alegon couldn't help but sarcastically said: "The trial of the Divine Ancestor is a grand ceremony to award those with meritorious service. The loyal servants of the Divine Ancestor can participate, the people of the empire can participate, and even the envoys of friendly countries can pay their respects. Only you can ! Bastards with filthy blood will never have the chance to desecrate this grand ceremony!"

The silver-haired dragon girl's magnificent eyes quietly looked into the resentful eyes of her half-brother, and said:
"That may be the case, but it doesn't matter what you say."

"you!"

Aligon glared angrily, and took a step forward to jump off the floating platform, but was stopped by Seliweila.

The regent looked down at his young sister and said calmly:

"Why do you suddenly want to participate in the secret trial?" "I just want a chance to become better, a chance to turn my life from negative to zero and then back to positive. In other words, this is just my slim hope."

Serivella sighed softly, shook her head and said:

"You cannot participate in the trial. We cannot allow people mixed with dragon blood to appear on the stage of the Divine Ancestor."

Lesia raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Why? Why can't I participate?"

The regent did not speak, but Alegon had already helped most people express their feelings:
"Bastard, don't you know it yet? Because this is blasphemy! You have sinned deeply and are unforgivable! The extremely shameless dragon-blooded bastard, not only did you not reflect on and admit your sins, but you also tried to tarnish the sacred celebration. It is extremely ridiculous. .”

"I see, am I guilty?"

Lesia laughed with relief. The silver-haired dragon girl raised her neck, calmly looked around at the people who were looking at her with disgusted expressions, and asked slowly:

"Then you dare to ask where my sins come from?"

The silver-haired princess immediately got the answer she wanted.

“You know the answer but you still ask.”

"Your sins are too numerous to count!"

"Bah! Bastard!"

"You killed my daughter!"

"And my brother!"

"A stain on the royal family! A disgrace on the empire!"

"."

Faced with countless insults and calls of reckoning, Lesia nodded:

"So that's how it is. It turned out that I was the one who caused the deaths of your relatives and friends. It turned out that I was the one who desecrated the glory and purity of the royal family. But whose fault is it? Answer me!"

The girl's question echoed in the Temple Square, but no one could answer. Lesia took a step forward, caressed her chest and said:
"I am indeed guilty, but it is definitely not any of the charges you think you have laid."

"I admit that the only crime I have committed is to be born as a dragon!"

The silver-haired dragon girl stretched out her arm, and the slender arm was wrapped with blue thunder, like a surging electric snake, emitting the ultimate light.

"!!!"

Everyone who witnessed this scene was silent, as if their breath had been strangled.

"Is that Long Lei?"

"No mistake, it's Long Lei"

"Damn it, how dare she do it in front of the temple?!"

"Kill her! Kill the bastard!"

"Break her into ashes!"

Panic, disgust, fear, suspicion. All kinds of vision began to become disordered the moment they saw the blue thunder.

The audience, who were just watching the internal confrontation within the royal family, shouted angrily. No matter they were nobles or commoners, they all regarded the beautiful shadow wrapped with blue thunder as a thorn in their side.

Aragon laughed wildly and wildly:
"Bastard! Dragon-blooded bastard! You can't hide it after all and show your fangs!"

Leixia lowered her eyelids slightly, and raised the corners of her mouth: "I thought it was too late at this moment. I have always suppressed my nature and never felt so happy."

The silver-haired princess wrapped in thunder took a few steps forward, while the surrounding royal guards all retreated, aiming their axes, axes, hooks and halberds at Lesia.

Lesia sneered at the guards' appearance as if they were facing a formidable enemy:
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will hurt you? It's really ridiculous. My power is not as strong as any of you."

Opening her arms, Lesia looked around and in the sky at all the people looking at her.

Those who look at them with hostility and hatred.

Those who constantly curse and insult themselves.

She smiled and said:
"My soul is peaceful and clear, like the mountains of the morning sun and the sea of ​​flowers in the morning. But you think that I am cold and evil, a hateful and hateful clown. You look at my misery and laugh, and while you laugh, you still hate me. .”

"You live such a ghastly and meaningless life. You are like a dark cloud, afraid of the lightning and thunder that pierce you! I laugh at your darkness and heaviness, I am the falling thunder!"

(End of this chapter)