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Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might

Chapter 89 - 89 89 Understanding but not Forgiving

Author: Saragaga
updatedAt: 2025-07-02

89: Chapter 89: Understanding but not Forgiving 89: Chapter 89: Understanding but not Forgiving Vampires belong to the Order Evil camp, which is why Leon did not consider it a trap at first.

He always thought it was just a normal trade, albeit with a vampire, after all, his reputation was far worse than that of vampires—vampires should be the ones worried about him.

It wasn’t until he saw the maid who led him to the bathhouse leave with a meaningful smirk that he began to suspect something.

Leon carefully reviewed what had happened.

Right, he knew he was the Red Dragon, but in the eyes of others, he was just a Human, and to vampires, humans are just blood bags…

He could almost be certain now that there was no mithril or refined gold at all, saying it was kept elsewhere—naturally, such important things should be kept as close as possible.

As for the vampire that burst into the bathhouse, that was not proof but the reveal of a concealed dagger; repeatedly insisting on being with him forever, even showing her bloodsucking fangs…

and in the end, she even had the nerve to ask him if he knew her identity.

Originally, Leon wanted to directly point out her vampire identity, but the opportunity at that time was just too perfect, too ideal for showing off.

He couldn’t help but revert to his Dragon Form and question the vampire in return…

It was a good thing the bathroom was spacious enough; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to transform at all.

Even so, he still had to coil his tail and couldn’t stand upright.

Being deceived in such a manner would anger anybody, and Leon was no exception.

A mere “misunderstanding” would not solve the problem.

Since Tassera had warned him earlier to be cautious of the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Crossroads City, Leon did not intend to take the vampire’s life—he didn’t mind forgiving a small person’s small actions, with the condition that the vampire would agree to a substantial compensation.

“So, you actually want to be with me forever…

Do you know my identity?”

A perfectly good and beautiful young man, who originally wanted to establish a mutual living arrangement with a vampire, suddenly turned out to be the notorious Red Dragon.

It was a huge play for Leon and a fright for Edith.

“Who sent you?”

Edith never considered this could just be an accident.

A Red Dragon with a goofy brain, turning into a human to buy mithril and refined gold, and then being deceived by her maid…

Wouldn’t it be much easier to just rob?

Which Red Dragon trades instead of rampaging and plundering?

Whether it was a whore from her own guild or a killer hired by another guild to target her, Edith had no clue.

She just knew she couldn’t sit still waiting for death.

Having survived for so many years in Crossroads City, it was no doubt Edith had her own set of skills.

She immediately transformed into a tiny bat—a smaller target is more challenging to hit—and flitted up into the air.

“Trying to escape?”

Of course, Leon would not let the vampire get away that easily.

If she did, who would he ask for mental distress compensation?

He immediately raised his paw to catch the bat, but alas, the bat was too small and flew too fast…

Just like a person unable to catch a fly, Leon couldn’t touch the bat at all.

Accelerating and decelerating, swooping up and down, flying in circles—that was child’s play for her.

Hanging on the ceiling, hiding in the bathroom corners, or even landing on Leon’s head, it all forced Leon to use his hands and feet to slap his body, rolling around in the bath—it was clear the vampire had turned into a playful bat.

Finally spotting the bat, although his paw couldn’t reach it, his sight still could.

The moment his vision locked onto the bat, Leon decisively raised a paw and cast an immobilization spell.

Vampires could be strong or weak; the weak could be handled by ordinary villagers with torches, but the strong could be unpredictable.

There was no doubt that Edith, being able to serve as a guild executive, was quite powerful; she was only immobilized for a moment before she was able to move again.

She was moving again, but the bathroom door had long been shut, and there weren’t even any windows to speak of.

She had no chance of escape.

Edith wanted to revert to human form but feared being immediately attacked by the Red Dragon.

After much hesitation, she decided to revert anyway, as it was not viable otherwise.

Seizing the opportunity, she dived to the ground and rolled back into a black-haired beauty…

The Red Dragon’s attack immediately followed.

Edith anticipated and prepared for this.

With a tip-toe, she sprung up like a diver, nimbly jumping and avoiding the Red Dragon’s sweeping attack, but by doing so, she also moved further away from the bathroom door.

Leon’s continuous swipes missed the vampire twice, but he also caught onto the vampire’s intentions and decisively adjusted his position.

As Leon moved, Edith ran towards the other end of the bathroom, grinning to reveal her sharp fangs, looking down at her hands with ten fingers extending sharp claws…

She didn’t believe those weapons would be effective against the Red Dragon.

After a moment’s hesitation, she resorted to chanting a spell, sending out a charm monster.

Indeed, Leon’s perception was not that high, which is why he previously failed twice against the Brass Dragon’s Frightening Majesty, relying solely on the Samadhi True Fire to take effect.

Unfortunately for Edith, she was more adept at the vampire’s inherent charm, which was only effective against humanoids.

The charm monster was a last resort, a skill she was not proficient or skilled in.

It was a stretch to control Leon with it, and it failed just based on perception alone.

Of course, even without the exemption, it wouldn’t have had much impact; Leon still had the Samadhi True Fire up his sleeve.

In the heat of combat, Edith casts a charm on the monsters, and naturally, Leon doesn’t just stand idly by.

Leon admits he can’t hit a vampire in bat form, but he’s confident against one in human form, not fully focused on dodging and casting spells…

luckily, he finally lands a claw attack, leaving a bloody gash on the vampire.

Rather than criticizing his own attack, Leon finds the vampire, Edith, who just took a hit, a bit dazed.

Since when did the Red Dragon’s claw attacks deal magic damage?

It rendered her physical defenses completely ineffective.

No time to ponder these issues; the Red Dragon’s sweeping attack comes again.

This time, Edith is prepared, turning into a bat with a swift movement, easily dodging all attacks.

Playing hide and seek again, the vampire turns into a bat.

Glancing here and there without knowing where to hide, probably clinging to his back again…

Leon feels around on his body and starts rolling over, then suddenly gets a bit annoyed, a bit angry—being toyed with is such an irritating feeling.

Tentatively, he unleashes Gathering Form and Scattering Energy.

Suddenly the Red Dragon vanishes, leaving Edith in bat form, who had been hiding on its back, somewhat dazed.

She looks around, unable to see the Red Dragon, and just as she wonders, a blaze of Fierce Flame erupts out of thin air, revealing the dragon’s form amidst the flames.

Edith flutters to avoid the fire, but the space in the bathroom is so confined, there’s virtually nowhere to hide.

Leon watches as the bat within his Samadhi True Fire turns back into a vampire, then into a mist, and subsequently, the mist is also completely consumed by the flames.

He finally ceases the Samadhi True Fire, then feels a bit stunned.

Wasn’t his initial intention simply to capture the vampire for compensation?

Come to think of it, isn’t this vampire a little weak?

Leon ponders for a moment, and it seems to make sense.

The vampire entered the bathroom naked, without weapons or armor, which significantly reduces combat efficiency.

At the same time, the limited space restricts mobility; there’s no escape, no place to hide, and during the day, many skills are unusable.

In terms of timing, location, and support, none are in her favor.

In contrast, his enormous size makes movement inside the room cumbersome, but he doesn’t rely on moving to dodge attacks—just on his thick skin and raw strength.

His claws can be considered a magic weapon, specifically countering the vampire’s physical defense.

Indeed, not being able to use the Sword Control Technique does reduce combat prowess…

It turns out this is a world of competing weaknesses.

Leon reverts to human form, gets dressed, and suddenly cares a bit.

He really can’t stay out of trouble anywhere he goes; he’s only just arrived in Crossroads City and has already killed a vampire.

However, thinking about it, that sort of thing should be quite common in a place like Crossroads City.

So really, now’s not the time to dwell on that—the most important thing now is scavenging.

Leon leaves the bathroom and as soon as he steps out, he sees several maids standing motionless in the corridor…

these are Derivative vampires, now bewildered and lost following the death of the vampire.

Leon has no interest in dealing with the ordinary vampire Derivatives; he’s only concerned with those charging at him, attempting to avenge their master.

Even though they are Derivative vampires, given that Leon is in human form and low on Mana, dealing with them still proves a bit troublesome.

Luckily, there aren’t many strong Derivatives, most of them are only slightly stronger than the average Human.

Leon hasn’t found the vampire’s bedroom or treasury yet, when the maid who deceived him into coming here shows up.

“What happened?” The maid isn’t a vampire Derivative and has no vague connection with the vampire; she has no idea what has transpired.

“I killed your mistress,” Leon holds his dripping sword, “You knew she was a vampire, yet you deceived me.”

Hearing Leon’s words, the maid’s face turns pale.

She kneels and says, “That vampire forced me; I had no choice.

If I didn’t do her bidding, she threatened to kill my parents.”

“I understand,” Leon nods.

“So,” the maid looks up hopefully at Leon, “can you forgive me?”

“I understand it’s understandable, but understanding doesn’t mean I forgive you,” Leon raises his sword, “Wrong is wrong, and wrongdoings must be punished.

Being coerced doesn’t absolve you of your misdeeds.”

Leon reflects—if one day he were in the maid’s position, what would he do?

He doesn’t know until it happens; maybe things would be better, maybe they’d be worse.

Above oneself, all are equal; below oneself, there are distinctions of high and low, rich and poor.

Drivers curse those on scooters, and scooter riders curse the drivers.

Modern people always let their biases dictate their reasoning.

With this thought, Leon thrusts his sword forward.

Leon’s sword pierces through the maid’s heart.

With one kick, he topples her and withdraws his sword, continuing the search for the vampire’s bedroom and treasure…

He’s unsure if he’s found everything; some hidden rooms or chests might have eluded him, so he can’t afford to stay too long.

The task of inspecting the spoils can wait until he’s in a safer place.

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