Head to the dock and grab some steamed buns.

The Red Dragon came from the vast wild wastes, coveting all the strength in the world. It once had countless titles: Mountain's Wrathful Flame, Infernal Calamity, Crimson Emperor, Ashen Dragon......
The world trembled under the shadow of the giant dragons. He stirred up the craze of the magic industrial revolution; in the empire he established, Wyverns roared, artillery fired in unison, and steel beasts appeared in the sky and on the land, while disasters from another world rampaged everywhere.
"Submit, or die."
Cassius spread his wings, blotting out the sun, and gazed down at the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves below, saying thus.
......
It is a story about a Red Dragon with a player template conquering, ruling, and transforming an alternate world.
(Pseudo of DnD, The Fourth Calamity, Red Dragon)

Ashen Dragon

Under the gaze of the crowd, this overly young noblewoman slowly rose, retracting the dragon wings behind her, and took her place.


Misha and the similarly positioned Lord Ramp atop the altar exchanged glances across the space, smiling and nodding to each other in greeting.


This Imperial Prime Minister had once introduced her to His Majesty and taught her a great deal of spell knowledge, to say she was grateful would be an understatement.


In Misha's eyes, this fearsome and ugly ogre was like a mentor.


Duke of Earth Goblins, Dolores, seemed to realize something, his murky little eyes unintentionally glancing at Misha, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant.


The Great Goblin squeezed out a low, hoarse voice from between his teeth, a voice that only he himself could hear.


Again, a Half-Dragon announcer stood out, holding a scroll, standing tall, his voice resoundingly clear.


Chapter 67 Proxy