Is It Funny That The Dragon Slayer Failed And Became The Dragon Princess? - Volume 2 Chapter 116
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- Volume 2 Chapter 116
116. Tales of the Undercity
A’Jin stared at the dragon before him in disbelief.
This middle-aged dragon with a tall stature was wearing a black coat and a neat suit. His style was completely that of a noble from the central district, and not just an ordinary noble, but one with an extraordinary status.
You have to understand, the nobles avoid the lower district like the plague and don’t even want to get close. They treat the dragons in the lower district like cattle. Forget about talking to them, they won’t even spare them a glance.
How could such a person appear in the lower district where the poor gather?
What kind of wind blew him here?
“Hey, hey, hey?”
Lucius greeted A’Jin, looking not at all pretentious, not at all like a noble.
“Hello, are you a customer?”
A’Jin looked around and found that there were no servants accompanying this noble. He had come alone.
“You’re the boss, right? Not doing business today?”
“Of course, I just opened.”
“That’s good. Boss, I’ll take all the meat here today. Give me a price.”
“Huh?”
“What’s wrong? You think I’m joking?” Lucius laughed.
“Alright, the price is…”
A’Jin told Lucius the price.
Lucius was straightforward, immediately paying the full amount and even a little extra.
A’Jin really couldn’t understand what this noble was up to.
The upper district was so nice, yet he ran to the lower district to buy water-injected meat.
If he wished, he could simply order his servants, and the kind of high-quality meat beyond the poor’s imagination would be respectfully brought before him.
“Your meat is injected with water.”
Lucius didn’t mind the quality of meat and squeezed it with his finger, squeezing out the water.
“That’s how it is. Take it or leave it. If the meat isn’t injected with water, many people can’t afford it. Dragons can’t go without eating meat.”
A’Jin lit a cigarette.
“I’m a bit curious, what are you going to do with all this meat? Take it back?”
“No need, just leave it here.”
Lucius put the meat back.
“If other poor folks come to buy meat later, sell it to them at a low price. Don’t give it away for free, just say it’s a special discount for today… As for the income, you keep it as a service fee.”
“Are you serious?”
“You said it yourself, dragons can’t go without eating meat. I want to help the dragons in the poor district so they can eat meat.”
“You’re being charitable?”
“I do have that idea. Actually, I want to book your shop for three days and do this every day.”
Hearing this, A’Jin couldn’t help but laugh.
“Are you putting on a show?”
“I’m serious. I want to help the poor in the lower district… Not just booking your butcher shop, I have other ideas too.”
“It’s meaningless.”
“Why do you say that?” Lucius asked, puzzled. “Isn’t it good to change the situation here?”
“Because the lower district can never be changed. As long as there are those new nobles, the poor in the lower district will always be oppressed. Treating the symptoms doesn’t cure the disease.”
A’Jin sneered.
“Many people work themselves to death for the new nobles, desperately working hard, slowly building this city bit by bit. But in the end, the meager compensation they get is barely enough to survive, and they’re told that the splendor of this city has nothing to do with the people in the lower district.”
“Hasn’t anyone ever thought of resisting?”
“Resist? Of course they have. Before…” A’Jin paused. “Someone tried, thinking that as long as everyone united and resisted these nobles, they could live normal lives… But he failed and died. Such thoughts are simply unrealistic.”
Lucius knew about this.
There was once a riot in the lower district, where someone led the dragons in the poor district to launch an attack on the central district.
But under the orders of the new nobles, the Security Team was dispatched.
The angry poor didn’t even see the nobles before they were suppressed, and the riot ended.
Since then, there have been no more riots in the lower district.
“The way you say it, it’s like you’ve seen this rebel before.” Lucius asked.
“I have, but that’s in the past. I watched him die.”
A’Jin sighed.
“Alright, sir, if there’s nothing else, I still suggest you leave the lower district soon. It’s not very safe here.”
“Even after hearing you say that, I still want to change the situation here. I have quite a bit of money on hand, but I can’t find a way to spend it.” Lucius continued to ask, “I see you’ve had this shop open for so long, you should know through what channels I can spend this money most effectively for the poor in, right?”
“You really are persistent… Fine, I’ll tell you.”
A’Jin spoke a few more words to Lucius.
After obtaining the desired information, Lucius expressed his thanks and left.
The cigarette was finished. A’Jin lit another one and took a fierce puff, leaning back in the recliner, looking decadent.
He closed his eyes and recalled the past.
…
Xia Yi and Sera returned to the Cavendish Manor.
“Young Miss, you’re back!” Uncle Ya greeted and called the maids to welcome them together.
“Where’s father?” Sera asked.
“Master Lu, he…”
“Went out fooling around again?”
“No, no, no, he didn’t. Master Lu is back, at the rooftop swimming pool.”
“Oh, I see.”
Sera acknowledged, clearly a bit displeased.
Xia Yi didn’t understand at first. As Sera passed through the center of the manor and arrived at the rooftop of another small building, she saw Lucius.
Next to a huge swimming pool, Lucius was lying on a chair, wearing sunglasses, covered in sunscreen, basking in the sun.
Really… enjoying life.
Xia Yi sighed in her heart.
Sera’s face grew darker and darker, the corner of her mouth twitching as if she was about to reach her breaking point. She raised her hand, chanted a spell, manipulated the water in the swimming pool, and directly flushed it onto his body, flushing her own father into the pool.
The sleeping Lucius was startled awake.
“Ahhhh! Daughter, what are you doing!! Are you trying to kill me!!” Lucius shouted.
“Her Highness is working hard on the plan, and you’re here enjoying yourself? Have you no shame?”
“Ah, so the Princess is back. How rude of me.”
Lucius climbed out of the swimming pool and put on a bathrobe. He first bowed to Xia Yi, and then started complaining.
“Daughter, you really wronged me. This time, your dad did a good job completing the task.”
“Really?” Sera looked doubtful.
“Really! I’ve been to the lower district. You don’t know how many fierce poor people I encountered along the way. Some even tried to rob me.”
“You didn’t kill anyone, did you?”
“Of course not. I’m not like those new nobles.”
Lucius laughed cheerfully, then turned to Xia Yi.
“By the way, Princess, I obtained quite incredible information.”