I Became a Cute Little Dragon Princess and Now She’s Obsessed with Me Chapter 94

“Sister Sunflower?”

Hearing the abnormal tone in Veronica’s voice, Erika stepped forward to take a closer look at her face.

And to her surprise, she saw that Veronica’s forehead was already covered in sweat, and that beautiful face was tightly tensed.

What was she afraid of?

“Ah!”

Suddenly, a scream erupted from the stage.

Under countless watchful eyes, the “servant” with the eight-shaped mustache suddenly reached out and gripped the noblewoman named Catherine by the throat.

Seeing this, Mavis immediately shouted.

“Guards! Guards! Damn it, what are you doing?! Stop him right now!”

“Yes!”

Responding to the command, in the next second, a large group of guards rushed onto the stage. Facing the man’s sudden rebellion, they all drew the swords at their waists, clearly intending to end his life on the spot.

But unexpectedly, the mustached man paid no attention to those around him. The upper half of his face was still covered, and he seemed oblivious to all the surrounding commotion.

With a sudden burst of strength, his arm lifted Catherine clean off the ground with just one hand.

“Help… help!”

Choked by the hand at her throat, Catherine’s breathing became labored, her face turning crimson as her limbs struggled frantically, her pain apparent.

“Hehehe…”

The man with the mustache laughed. His lips curved into a grin, and a low, hoarse voice emerged from his throat.

“Miss, when you think about playing with other people’s lives, you should also mind your own.

There’s no such thing as a guaranteed profit in this world. You... better remember that in your next life.”

As his words fell, the mustached man, in front of everyone, directly crushed Catherine’s throat with his bare hand.

Her eyes bulged wide open in death, her face frozen in a horrifying expression.

“M-Murder! He killed someone!”

“Damn it, how could something like this happen?!”

In an instant, the nobles below the stage erupted into chaos, all unable to remain seated, scrambling to flee in panic.

Seeing the situation spiral out of control, Mavis also began to tremble all over in fear. She first shouted at the guards,

“Do something! You bunch of useless trash! Take him down!”

Then she turned and fled the stage herself.

“Get him!!”

It was clear that the mustached man wasn’t ordinary, so the guards all swarmed him at once.

Thud thud thud…

However—In the blink of an eye, the mustached man effortlessly dealt with the entire group of guards—barehanded.

Afterward, he raised a hand to his neck and with a sudden clench, the metal collar twisted and snapped apart under sheer strength.

At the same time, he slowly pulled away the black cloth covering the upper half of his face, revealing a familiar visage.

“D-Dervick?!”

The remaining guards who hadn’t yet been killed recognized the man before them, their voices trembling, their faces overcome with fear.

Who was Dervick?

He was the Holy Church’s former Paladin who had defected—a former Saint-rank powerhouse, one of only six such figures on the continent.

The terrifying power of a Saint-rank powerhouse was something no one doubted.

So it really was him!

Erika’s crimson eyes locked onto Dervick on the stage. From the moment she had seen that iconic mustache, she had suspected this man might be Dervick.

Back then, he had given her a Gold Coin, and had also been a former follower of Meladin. So Erika had a strong impression of him.

But… Why was he here?

As Erika was staring at him, Dervick shifted his gaze toward her as well.

Their eyes met across the crowd.

They were both followers of Greed.

One—former. The other—current.

“Hehehe… Little girl, we meet again.”

Dervick was the first to speak, a sinister grin on his face. “Is this a coincidence? Looks like… not quite.”

Erika took a deep breath, just about to respond.

But suddenly, Veronica shouted beside her.

“Little Jasmine! Didn’t you hear me?! Run now! Run!!”

“Ah…”

Startled by Veronica’s sudden cry, Erika’s maid outfit skirt fluttered slightly in fright.

“Yes!”

Not bothering to respond to Dervick—since nothing good ever came from his appearance—Erika immediately pushed Veronica’s wheelchair and began fleeing.

She wasn’t the only one—after seeing Dervick, the nobles also began running for their lives.

They all knew Dervick was a vicious criminal on the wanted list, so the crowd surged frantically toward the exits, creating a chaotic stampede.

As for Mavis and Andy, the hosts of the venue—they were already nowhere to be seen.

Dervick paid no attention to the fleeing nobles. His focus was fixed solely on Erika and Veronica.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the stage and reappeared directly in front of Erika.

At the same time, his five fingers spread wide, reaching straight for Erika.

Seeing this, Erika wasn’t one to be messed with. Her eyes narrowed, and a surge of magic exploded from her body. A wave of searing heat burst outward.

The violent force blew Dervick back, and Erika quickly tightened her grip on Veronica’s wheelchair, yanking it backward and escaping several meters away.

“Little Jasmine, you…”

Sensing the immense magical power in Erika, Veronica looked surprised.

“It’s alright, Sister Sunflower. I’ll protect you.”

Erika gave her a gentle smile, then locked her gaze firmly on Dervick.

That’s what she said—but in her heart, Erika knew Dervick was strong. Even now, she likely wasn’t his match.

She still didn’t know Dervick’s objective—but right now, the only thing to do was find a way to escape.

“Little girl, it seems you’ve become a gambler now too.”

Instead of rushing to attack, Dervick smirked and spoke.

“What gambler nonsense are you talking about? Are you an idiot?!”

“Don’t think I don’t know why you’re here.”

Smiling slightly, Dervick said knowingly, “Compared to before, you’re a completely different person. Clearly, you’ve stepped into this grand gamble.”

“What kind of crap are you spouting?”

“No need to pretend, little girl. You’ve met Lord Meladin, haven’t you?”

At the mention of Meladin’s name, Erika’s expression tensed.

Could it be he was here to cause her trouble—for becoming a follower of Meladin?

As she thought it over…Erika felt something was off—because…Veronica had looked terrible ever since she saw Dervick.

Could it be that she had known Dervick before? Was he here to steal the Artifact!?

Just as Erika was about to ask, Veronica beat her to it.

“Little Jasmine, you… know him?”

Hearing that, Erika blinked and answered truthfully, “I’ve seen him before…”

“Heh, it seems you’re not so simple after all.”

Muttering under her breath, Veronica tried hard to steady her expression.

She took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

Then, with a very serious tone, she spoke to Erika:

“Little Jasmine, find a way to escape. Don’t fight him. You can’t win…”