Picking Up Attributes From Today Chapter 133: Elizabeth, Striking The Princess With Lightning

Chapter 133: Elizabeth, Striking The Princess With Lightning

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Fire Dragon Battle Aura!?”
Flit the 66th was a little stunned as he stared at Meng Lei’s fist. “He’s also cultivating the Fire Dragon Manual?”
Everyone exchanged looks in silence before they looked at President Fred with looks of puzzlement in their eyes.
“Don’t look at me. I don’t know, either!”
President Fred could only let out wry laugh after wry laugh.
“Only members of our kingdom’s royalty can cultivate the Fire Dragon Manual. Those who aren’t royalty are prohibited from cultivating it.”
Flit the 66th drummed his fingers lightly against the table as he went on. “According to what I know, that little fellow is born a commoner. He probably hasn’t gone to the Royal Clan Ministry to get a test done on his bloodline, right?”
The royalty... What was royalty defined as?
The Fire Dragon Kingdom had a very broad and simple definition of royalty—all who possessed pure-blooded Fire Dragon bloodlines were royalty.
It didn’t matter whether they were born into the royal family or if they were born in the countryside. As long as they had the Fire Dragon bloodline, all of them were royalty.
However, there was a prerequisite to this—they must head to the Royal Clan Ministry to carry out a bloodline test. They could only officially become part of royalty upon confirmation.
One would only gain the right to cultivate the Fire Dragon Manual after they become royalty.
But what about Meng Lei?
For starters, he wasn’t born into the royal family.
Next, he hadn’t had his bloodline tested yet.
So, where did he obtain the Fire Dragon Manual from?
“This...”
President Fred hesitated for a moment before he replied, “Your Majesty, that Dragon King expert backing him is likely also a member of our kingdom’s royalty.”
“What!?”
Flit the 66th was awfully shocked. “Is there such an expert in the Fire Dragon Kingdom royal family? How come I’ve never heard about that?”
“Your Majesty...”
President Fred was just about to answer when a young princess suddenly clapped and shouted excitedly, “Father, look! Someone’s challenging that guy again!”
“Huh?”
Flit the 66th’s brows furrowed slightly, and he involuntarily shifted his gaze to the fighting ring. President Fred and the others also looked over.
And the moment they did, they received a shock right away.
Someone stood proudly in the ring. She had a head of long, fiery-red hair that cascaded like a waterfall, a pair of fiery-red spiral horns at the top of her head, and was covered in ferocious and mighty fiery-red dragon scales.
Curvaceous and voluptuous with a gorgeous face, she gave off an imposing, heroic spirit and was valiant and formidable-looking with a domineering aura.
“How come it’s her?”
Everyone exchanged a look, and then, they looked toward Flit the 66th with rather strange looks on their faces. Queen Diana even let out a light snort and gave the king a vicious glare.
“That girl...”
Flit the 66th coughed lightly a couple of times, awfully emotionally. “That girl is actually all grown up now after I haven’t seen her in a few years...”
Girl?
Yes, that’s right!
The valiant and heroic woman currently standing proudly in the fighting ring was Fire Dragon King Flit the 66th’s eighth child—Elizabeth Flit!
People might not know much about other princesses since they lived in the depths of the palace, making it very tough for ordinary people to come into contact with them.
However, this wasn’t the case for the Eighth Princess.
The Eighth Princess was well-known to everyone, and her deeds had even been adapted into stories that circulated in the streets and neighborhoods, enthusiastically discussed by wandering minstrels and bards.
The Eighth Princess differed from the other princes and princesses because she wasn’t born to the Queen or the other royal consorts. Instead, she was the accidental product from the time when Flit the 66th had been out on an occasional fling.
Dragons were wanton by nature, and they had affairs everywhere—this was the nature of the Dragon race. By right, the Fire Dragon King having affairs outside shouldn’t have been much of a deal.
However, what brought humiliation to the royal family was that the great King, who had a harem of consorts, had actually been hungry and desperate enough to grace a... Hen-Woman!
In the Fire Dragon Kingdom and even as far as the entire Dragon God Empire, Hen-Women were an existence of the absolute lowest-class. They couldn’t even compare to fourth-class human commoners.
It was exactly because she had a Hen-Woman mother that the Eighth Princess suffered her fill of great contempt from others after she was born. In particular, the verbal attacks from the royal family had been exceptionally fierce.
However, what no one had expected was that the Eighth Princess, who was born to a Hen-Woman, wouldn’t abandon herself and wallow in degeneration. Instead, she had exhibited astonishing magic talent and cultivation aptitude.
She had graduated from a magic academy in three years and graduated from a Battle Aura academy in two years.
Her talent made many members of the royal family blush with shame and feel ashamed of themselves, and Fire Dragon King Flit the 66th had also found it surprising. Never would he have thought that the seed that he had accidentally planted would actually bear such an outstanding fruit.
In Heaven’s Vault Continent, the strong were revered. Everyone held the strong in esteem and respected them. Naturally, Flit the 66th would also favor outstanding children even more.
It was just a pity that the Eighth Princess, who had suffered all kinds of scorn and contempt since she had been young, held extremely great animosity toward the royal family. In fact, she hated her irresponsible father, Flit the 66th, even more.
There was nothing Flit the 66th could do about that except to allow her to continue as she was. In the few years that followed, the Eighth Princess had left on a journey to train and cultivate and rarely appeared within the people’s sight anymore.
Time could wear everything away; after a few years of absence, people had gradually forgotten about the astonishingly talented princess.
However, little did they expect that she would actually show up in the qualifying round and in the final challenge match, no less.
“Time sure passes really fast.” The muscular elderly man stroked his long beard as he remarked, “I remember when the Eighth Princess was still just a young girl back then. In the blink of an eye, she has already become a big girl.”
“Indeed!” The blond elderly man nodded slightly. “Back then, the Eighth Princess had studied magic in our Douglas Magic Academy. She was so young back then.”
All the academy presidents were rather emotional. To Saint Domains like them, their lifespans were very long, so they could hardly feel the passage of time.
However, to an ordinary person, the traces that time left on one were extremely obvious. Every few years brought a difference to their appearance, and they changed every few years.
Time was like a knife that urged one to mature with every cut and age with every cut.
“It’s been a few years since I’ve seen her. I wonder how strong that girl is now?”
Flit the 66th gazed at the most outstanding princess with a complex look in his eyes. Upon his remark, everyone else also became awfully curious.
Considering the astonishing talent that the Eighth Princess had exhibited, just how far had she progressed after an absence of a few years?
In this instant, in the fighting ring...
Meng Lei, who had only just walked back to the contestant benches and hadn’t even warmed the benches yet, returned to the fighting ring again. As he gazed at the heroic, valiant Dragon Person beauty in front of him, he only had curses and swearing in his mind.
Damn it!
Someone’s challenging me again!
Do I look that easy to bully? Why are you all specially picking me to bully!?
Meng Lei was terribly displeased. He decided to give them a tough time this time and show all those blind bastards what he was capable of so that they would stop bothering him.
“Start!” The host announced loudly. Then, he scurried off the fighting ring with a whoosh. Hosting matches of a class like this was a demanding job; they would become collateral damage the moment they got careless.
Reality also proved just how right of a decision the host’s cowardice was—in the instant he scurried off the fighting ring, Meng Lei erupted.
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Raging Thunder Dragon!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunder Tribulation Domain!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunderblast Meteor!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunder God Descends!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Soul-Controlling Thunderblast!”
Boom, boom, boom!
Meng Lei flung out five different ninth-grade spells in succession with an interval of less than two seconds in between each and directly covered the entire fighting ring that wasn’t big to begin with.
Amid the booming thunderous explosions, lightning flashed, and electric currents ran amok. At once, the tiny fighting ring turned into a sea of lightning. Before the unfortunate Eighth Princess could even make a move, she had been engulfed by the lightning.
“This...”
All the spectators in the house were dumbstruck.
And in the private room, all the bigwigs’ lip corners spasmed, all of them dazed and flabbergasted by what had happened.