90: Chapter 90: It Is Better to Seek Help from Others than Yourself 90: Chapter 90: It Is Better to Seek Help from Others than Yourself Leon did not swagger out of the Vampire Mansion; he specifically waited to leave invisibly using the Gathering Form and Scattering Energy spell until he was far away from the Vampire Mansion.

It was only in a deserted place that he finally revealed his form.

This still wasn’t the end.

Leon remembered that not all the Vampire Derivatives had been killed inside the mansion—there was absolutely no way to transform into a Dragon and move freely inside the mansion; relying solely on his human form, it was indeed not easy to kill them—considering that someone might remember his appearance to prevent any unforeseen complications, he prepared to change his image.

Leon’s Transformation Skill was different from altering his own body, which could completely change his appearance, including height, weight, facial details, voice, hair, skin color, and so on, not limited to gender.

Even more so, growing sharp claws, fangs, spikes, or horns was not a problem at all.

Leon’s Transformation Skill had only one human form, his strengthened version from the past when he was still human.

The rest was whether he wanted to retain characteristics belonging to the Red Dragon, such as scales, fiery red pupils, backward-sweeping horns, sharp teeth and claws, large wings, and a tail.

Don’t even think about customizing a beak or feathered wings.

Actually, Leon quite liked those Red Dragon traits, but unfortunately, he had not used them before due to concerns about attracting attention.

Today, he resolutely revealed those traits…

after all, this is Crossroads City, a place with all kinds of strange creatures.

One more oddity would not matter.

He’s back, all back.

Leon had finally transformed into his favored Dragon-man form, then strutted out of his hiding spot.

He was certain that those Vampire Derivatives who had seen him couldn’t recognize him now.

“Is it really necessary to be so cautious?”

Walking along the road leading out of the Flower Garden, Leon suddenly felt concerned, feeling like his behavior was both rash and cowardly.

If he was so worried about being targeted, he should have avoided provoking the Vampire from the start.

He pondered about demanding compensation, hands never hesitating in action; when angered, he even ended up killing, and eventually looted the mansion—what was all this about?

Leon exhaled, considering that while in human form it was fine, his Dragon Form was influenced by his body—the Red Dragons are the most greedy, arrogant, and prone to chaotic evil among the True Dragons.

It wasn’t an issue when calm, but as soon as a bit of emotion arose, it would be amplified, leading to recklessness, completely uncontrollable, as if having a dual personality.

Leon pondered for a moment, but did not take it too seriously.

He indulged in the rare appearance of his Dragon-man form, as well as the spoils recently looted from the Vampire Mansion.

Leon waved his hand in the air, drawing a spatial rift and reached into it.

Without taking each item out to look, he knew what the spoils were and how much there was, feeling like checking his inventory in a game…

this Sleeve of the Universe really was like giving him a player’s inventory in a certain sense.

Two daggers were Magic Weapons, the necklace inset with a huge gemstone was sure to be worth a lot of money, rings emitting a faint Magic Light…

Leon suddenly remembered the Vampire Mansion’s huge bathtub that even his Dragon Form could fit in.

He felt that the mansion was the most valuable, but it was unmovable.

After checking his spoils, Leon thought he gained quite a bit, but there was nothing really useful to him.

As expected, there were no Mithril or refined gold, so he still needed to continue looking to purchase them.

The thought of asking several shops but not finding Mithril or refined gold for sale, and being deceived because of it, Leon was completely out of the mood to continue and decided to return to the place he stayed when he first came to Crossroads City, where there was more to enjoy.

Initially, his harmless human form was robbed; after donning chainmail and wielding a sword, the malicious gazes he received diminished.

Now in his Dragon-man form, he felt that people’s speech towards him had become much nicer…

After walking a street, Leon realized an issue—

One must adapt to the local customs.

In orderly, peaceful, and safe cities, one can maintain an innocuous appearance, or else risk being questioned.

But in a chaotic place like Crossroads City, one must show fierceness, must be wild.

Leon wandered for half a day, realizing there was nothing much he wanted to buy in Crossroads City.

He didn’t need poison, had no interest in aphrodisiacs, anesthesia, or the like.

Without Mage talent, he couldn’t understand those books that contained forbidden knowledge.

As for buying human skin or bones—the materials that can only be bought here, he was not an Alchemist.

He didn’t care if the weapons and armor were ill-gotten, possibly stolen or looted, and that the original owners could come knocking at any time.

What he cared about was that he couldn’t see any weapons or armor for use in his Dragon Form; he could only find those for his human form, but he never counted on his human form for combat capability, as long as it could get him through the trouble.

There was nothing interesting in the casinos, and it wasn’t an event day at the arena; the fighting clubs were just some lower-level professionals…

Mainly still concerned about having killed the Vampire, Leon decided to ask Tassera whether what he did today was considered a big deal—if it was, he’d lay low for a few days; if not, he’d continue to roam freely.

Crossroads City had five districts, with the Lower District being the largest and most mixed.

Besides that, there were the Commercial District, Craftsmen District, Flower Garden, and Mage District.

Leon was heading to the Mage District.

Along the way, he occasionally heard strange noises created by unstable magic, sniffed strange scents wafting from unknown locations, seeing more laboratories in a few minutes than in the past decades…

On the streets, various Mephits and peculiar small creatures were common sights, so no outrageous blue and white pixelated mosaics appeared…

Leon watched with keen interest, only lamenting that the Mage District wasn’t bigger.

The Mage Tower located in the corner of the Mage District was Leon’s destination.

The Spell Canon Towers and Magic Statues he saw everywhere reminded him to proceed with caution and not to intrude recklessly.

Although if he wished, his Dragon Form could easily smash a Rune Canon Tower with a casual slap.

“Who are you looking for?”

Leon looked in the direction from where the voice came and saw an invisible little Imp—a small red-skinned humanoid with a spiked tail, little horns, and leathery wings.

Imps often serve as servants to mortal Spellcasters, or act as advisors, spies, or even magical pets.

As a magical pet serving another being, they can establish a telepathic link with their master, sharing the Imp’s various senses.

“I’m looking for your master,” Leon smiled at the little Devil, realizing it seemed a bit scared of him—such was the killing power of his Dragon-man form.

“I thought you’d take a few days, have your fun, and then come to find me.”

Tassera didn’t keep Leon waiting too long.

“A small accident occurred…” As Leon followed the Blue Dragon into the Mage Tower, he recounted being tricked into going to the Vampire Mansion while trying to buy Mithril and refined gold.

“Someone dared to trick the Red Dragon?” Tassera couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this.

“Vampire Edith?

I think I know her, heard she’s pretty strong…” After Tassera finished laughing, she added, “She excels at dealing with humanoids, charming them one after another.

Who knows how many people she’s ensnared with just a blink of her eye.

Too bad she ran into you, a Red Dragon, and couldn’t even escape in the bathroom…”

“I was heeding your advice, not wanting to stir up trouble in Crossroads City, didn’t plan on killing her.” Leon shook his head, “But in the heat of the moment, I got angry and lost control…

Dragon Form is really hard to control emotions, do you have any good methods?”

“Why control your emotions just because of that vampire?” Tassera was puzzled.

“What vampire, if she’s dead, she’s dead…” Tassera continued, “As long as you don’t mess up the business, don’t make money and someone else replaces Edith, those big shots won’t nitpick over such things.”

“Maybe in the future.

Can’t always be destroying my reputation like this.”

“You’re asking me?

I don’t know.” Tassera laughed, “When you encounter those truly powerful beings, you’ll naturally know how to control your emotions.”

“Alright.” Leon shrugged.

“So, how were the gains?” After all, Tassera was a dragon and didn’t forget the most important issue.

“So-so.

I didn’t dare delay too long, so I just grabbed what I could quickly.” Leon felt that he was being overly generous, of course, it was partly to return the favor since Tassera has really helped a lot, “I took a lot of clothes, you can take a look and pick a few, some are quite pretty.”

“For me?” Tassera was shocked, “You’re so generous.”

“I’ve always been generous.” Leon stated matter-of-factly.

“If you’re giving me clothes, I’ll believe you,” Tassera said.

Leon took out all the clothes he had looted from the Vampire Mansion.

“You even took her underwear?” Tassera quickly spotted with her eyes.

“Didn’t notice.” Leon said indifferently, he was by no means an anime protagonist, “If you like, I’ll give it to you.”

“I don’t want it, I don’t want others’ worn clothes, especially underwear.” Tassera’s mouth suddenly curled up as she lifted her head to look at Leon.

“What’s that look supposed to mean?” Leon asked.

“When that vampire found you, she was just wearing a bath towel, right?” Tassera asked with a half-smile, “How’s her figure, pretty good huh?”

“To be honest, quite nice, ranks near the top among people I’ve seen.”

“You’ve seen many people?”

“Hundreds.”

“Pervert.”

In the end, Tassera picked out two sets of clothes, muttering about the sense of decadence, but they were just perfect as collectibles.

Without that scent, who would know they were snatched from a Vampire?

Seeing Tassera accept the gifts, Leon asked, “I’ve really been looking for a long time, I don’t know where to buy Mithril and refined gold; do you have any connections or information?”

“So that’s why, that’s why.” Tassera came to a realization.

You are soft when you eat from others, indebted when you take from them; while a chaotic evil Red Dragon might eat and not admit it, an Order Evil Blue Dragon like Tassera still held some principles, “I can only say that I can ask for you.”

About ten minutes later, Leon met the owner of the Mage Tower, a Female Dwarf Mage named Betty, half his height, introduced by Tassera, an expert in Summoning Magic.

“You want Mithril and refined gold?” Betty’s voice was shrill, “No Mithril, do you want refined gold?”

“Yes!”

Happiness came too suddenly.