King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 892 - 892 880 Call Me Your Majesty the Queen

Chapter 892: Chapter 880: Call Me Your Majesty the Queen! Chapter 892: Chapter 880: Call Me Your Majesty the Queen! Sinapus, Dragon Kindergarten

“You’re really too weak!” A golden young dragon, a full six meters long from head to tail, stood triumphantly on a young dragon with brilliant red scales, laughing arrogantly.

“What kind of dragon are you?” A small Silver Dragon looked at Tiffany with uncertain eyes. Although Tiffany was all golden, she had never seen such a dominant Golden Dragon before.

“A Golden Dragon, can’t you see?” Tiffany tilted her head and looked at the little Silver Dragon who seemed to be frightened by her.

“But, where is there a Golden Dragon like you?” The little Silver Dragon took a few steps back in fear, setting aside the fact that Tiffany’s form was completely different from that of a normal Golden Dragon.

Just take what this dragon did shortly after she arrived. She had only played in the Dragon Kindergarten for a short while before she clashed with the other young dragons.

To put it simply, the Red Dragon beneath Tiffany’s feet wanted to play a role-playing game. He would be the Red Dragon Lord, and the other weaker young dragons would be his subjects. Tiffany had just arrived, still in her Dragon Girl form, and naturally caught the eye of the playful Red Dragon.

Then, when Tiffany heard this young dragon wanted her to bow down to him, she exploded. Even if it was just a role-playing game meant for fun, Tiffany couldn’t tolerate it, so she transformed into her true form and beat the young dragon with overwhelming superiority, leaving him gasping more than breathing.

This kind of oppressive behavior that resulted in immediate clawing at the slightest disagreement frightened the other young dragons, and now, this Silver Dragon was terrified.

Because a normal Golden Dragon, if oppressed by a Red Dragon due to age, would typically go to their Teacher, not take matters into their own claws.

“This only proves you lack experience!” Tiffany stepped again on the seemingly dying Red Dragon beneath her, fixing her gaze on the little Silver Dragon, “How about it? Want to join me? As long as you are willing to be my underling, you can strut around Sinapus just by mentioning my name.”

“I…” The little Silver Dragon nervously stepped back.

“Unwilling?” Tiffany’s face showed displeasure, feeling somewhat embarrassed about the potential failure of recruiting her first follower.

“Willing… I am willing.” Seeing Tiffany seemingly becoming angry, the little Silver Dragon quickly nodded.

“Good!” Tiffany laughed with satisfaction, then looked down at the Red Dragon underfoot,

“I submit!” The Red Dragon, having received a harsh beating, also nodded hurriedly. Despite the pitiful appearance of his injuries, they hadn’t hurt his bones or muscles.

“Good, from now on, you’re with me!”

“Okay, Boss!” The little Red Dragon nodded obediently. Submitting to the superior was a very natural thing for most creatures.

“Who are you calling Boss?” Tiffany frowned and kicked the little Red Dragon aside. She was very dissatisfied with the title, “I don’t like this name!”

“Then what do I call you?”

“Hmm, from now on, you’re to call me… Her Majesty the Queen!” Tiffany decided the title her minions would use henceforth.

“Okay, Boss!”

“Huh?” Tiffany launched a thunderbolt from her mouth, striking her unwitting enforcer.

“Her Majesty the Queen, I know I was wrong!” The little Red Dragon howled miserably from the strike and promptly used the correct title.

“Hmm!” Tiffany nodded with satisfaction and then turned her gaze to the little Silver Dragon.

“Her Majesty the Queen!” The little Silver Dragon submitted too.

Then, as the former followers of the little Red Dragon witnessed the entire process of their boss getting beaten and submitting, they too naturally acknowledged Tiffany as their new boss.

“Great… pah, Your Majesty the Queen, what should we do next?” The forlorn-looking little Red Dragon hobbled to Tiffany’s side and asked with some excitement.

“Are there many in the Dragon Kindergarten who like to play lord like you?” Tiffany, who was initially unsure of what to do, pondered and asked.

“Lots!” The little Red Dragon nodded vigorously. The Dragon Kindergarten was a vast Floating City specifically planned by Muria to help newly hatched young dragons adapt to their identities.

“That’s too messy!” Tiffany sighed slightly.

“?” The other dragons showed puzzling expressions on their foreheads after hearing Tiffany’s sigh.

“The Dragon Kindergarten needs only one voice! And that voice is mine, Tiffany’s! All young dragons need only obey my commands!”

“So, Your Majesty the Queen, do you intend to subdue all the young dragons to be your underlings?” The little Red Dragon asked excitedly.

“It’s subjects, not lackeys,” Tiffany corrected the error in her chief enforcer’s address.

Then, the glorious path to domination of the Dragon Kindergarten by Her Majesty Queen Tiffany commenced…

“Are you planning to rebel or usurp the throne, Tiffany?” Having just returned from the Heavenly Realm and come to the Dragon Kindergarten in search of her sister, Gladys, seeing nearly a thousand young dragons before her sister, asked somewhat helplessly.

Among the young dragons, Tiffany, with her innately superior conditions, was nearly an invincible presence. At present, there was basically no young dragon in the world that could match her.

“Usurp what throne? Rebel against whom?” Tiffany looked confused; she was merely playing around.

“If you’re not usurping and not rebelling, then why do you have them address you as ‘Her Majesty’?”

“It sounds impressive!” Tiffany answered as if it were obvious. Big sister didn’t sound right to her ears, and Dragon Lord didn’t match her identity.

“However, if I could become dad’s successor and become the queen of the eleventh empire on the continent, that does seem more impressive! With one command, all the people of the empire would have to collect treasures for me!”

“You wish to replace your brother as Father’s successor?” Gladys eyed her sister with a nuanced look.

“Why not? If my brother can be the emperor, why can’t I?”

“Very well, I’ll go find Father right now.” Gladys turned around, ready to spread her wings and fly into the sky.

“What do you want with Father?” Tiffany’s little claws grabbed onto her sister; she sensed something was not right.

“To seal your current memory and bloodline, and to cast you down to the mortal world, to undergo the trials of becoming the empire’s successor.”

“…” Hearing these words, Tiffany stiffened slightly, then quickly hugged her sister. “No, no, I don’t want to be queen anymore, brother can remain emperor by himself!”

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“Your Majesty, the human population on the Senapus Subcontinent has surpassed one billion, the number of settled elves has exceeded three hundred thousand, and the number of dwarves has surpassed three million thirteen hundred thousand… The number of species has increased from 39 after the war to now 1,752, and a basic material ecological cycle has been successfully reestablished.”

Mels reported this piece of information, quite unfitting of his identity, from below in the great hall to Muria.

“Hmm, quite good!” Muria nodded upon hearing these numbers. While they seemed enormous when added together, if distributed across the entirety of the Senapus Subcontinent, the land was still sparsely populated.

After the annihilation of the entire Senapus Subcontinent, even with almost a hundred legends intervening, it was unrealistic to expect its recovery to the level of other continents in a short period of time.

“Your Majesty, there’s another matter that needs to be reported to you. Due to the mass influx of people from other continents to our Senapus Subcontinent, the membership is extremely mixed, with all sorts of creatures. This has brought a great burden to the security of our cities below!

Of course, that’s not really an issue. With the deterrence of our Sinapus Army, we can suppress any dissent and avoid major chaos. However, the biggest current problem is that our Silapus legal system is very imperfect, with too many loopholes. Your Majesty, the territory you now rule over needs a more complete set of laws.”

“Do you have any suggestions?” Muria glanced at Mels, revealing the true reason this great devil had come to seek him out.

“Your Majesty, in a sense, law is a kind of contract, and we demons are the creatures best at devising contracts!”

“So, you wish to oversee the creation of the legal system for my future empire?” Muria eyed the most powerful devil under his command considerately. Over the years, Mels had handled many unsightly matters for him.

“Your Majesty, the workload for this task is far too immense. I alone, even with the addition of the demons under my command, cannot complete this colossal work!”

The seemingly graceful Mels bowed to Muria and then placed his already drafted plan on Muria’s desk. As a subordinate, he had raised an issue and naturally also presented a solution, the mark of a competent subordinate.

No ruler likes subordinates who only raise problems without finding solutions.

Muria’s expression remained unchanged as he picked up the plan and began to read it. After a short while, his brows furrowed deeply, then he looked at the respectful demon before him.

“Mels, aren’t you afraid that the devils of Hell will hate you to death for doing this? How many demons do you plan to sacrifice this time?”

“To become the cornerstone of the empire’s laws is an honor for these demons!” Mels smiled in response.

“They are your kind!”

“Master, although I cannot shed my demon identity, I believe there is an essential difference between the demons serving Sinapus and those of Hell. And personally, I believe the devils of Hell are better off dead.”

“Since you already have a complete plan, then I approve. You may begin to undertake this task and complete it as soon as possible!”

“By your command, Your Majesty!”