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

Mo Fei's vision was engulfed in darkness, followed by the sound of a biting wind. Then, white snowflakes floated before his eyes, revealing a scene of snowy mountains, as a deep baritone voice provided narration.


"Child, when you were born, the snow and wind of Altland softly whispered your name—Aidan.


I proudly watched you grow day by day into a strong Altlander, and you must remember, we have always ruled this kingdom with courage and strength. I also believe you will use your great power wisely…"


The scene shifted to reveal a huge city nestled among the mountains, covered in white snow, with thick walls and towering spires. The view then moved through the spacious and deserted streets, across the castle's walls, and finally rested upon a young boy. The child bore a slight resemblance to Mo Fei, dressed in rather fine garments, still brimming with youthful innocence.


"At the age of seven, you were still a mischievous child, very fond of playing. Every day you would—"


Chapter 57: The Path of a Hero