Treasured Moonlight

The Princess locked up in the Evil Dragon's home is just like a yacht owned by a tycoon – it's not so much about whether it's used, but that you can't be without one. Ideally, it comes with a few bounty quests; the higher the level, the better. If there's a dragon-slaying quest, even better – that's the kind of prestige we're talking about.
If you don't have a Princess in your lair cursing you to hell every day, you'd be too embarrassed to even say hello to other Evil Dragons.
What, the King sent Adventurers to gang up on me?
Hahaha, I, the grand Level 80 Black Dragon Lord, a world-class BOSS, how could I possibly care about a bunch of Adventurers.
What! The Adventurers have already reached outside the dungeon? All of them are maxed-out big shots, and there are two heroes leading the charge! And the leader is a Dragon Slaying Swordsman! I'm done for, now what to do…
Heroes and villains, black dragons and mortals, the formidable BOSS of the game world and the insignificant streamer of reality.
This is a story about a Black Dragon BOSS player.

Part-time Boss

Katherine couldn't believe that Mo Fei would actually release her so easily and was momentarily at a loss.


"Hmph, don't flatter yourself, I just need some time to gather a few things."


Mo Fei thought to himself what could she possibly have to pick up, but generously waved his hand, "Alright, but you'd better be quick."


What he didn't expect was that Katherine actually had quite a few things, including several pieces of personal clothing as well as many souvenirs and trinkets, such as a small obsidian statue given to her by the dragon guard, toys made by the goblin servants, a self-defense dagger forged by the dragon smith, and even a beautiful dress that Samerfield had given her, adorned with dragon scale pendants.


Mo Fei mused to himself about how popular this girl must be to have his unlucky subordinates treat her so well, thinking to himself how unexpected it was and cursing Samerfield as a philandering black dragon with no decency.


Chapter 42 Witness, Mortals!