The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

At the invitation of the dwarves, Shen Yanxiao‘s group followed them to their community.

Shen Yanxiao was in a trance all the way. She expressed that she was too incompetent to adapt to such a

pair of small hands.

At the beginning, even given how petite her body was, at least she was a little girl, but now…

Just great, ah! She was as small as a toddler!

Shen Yanxiao could no longer remember how long had she been alienated from this gure.

When they arrived at the dwarf community, the impression of the whole group could be described as

“bright and colorful”.

It was a compact residential area with sets of lovely small houses, and its mini size did not easily allow

such a big man as the Dragon God to enter at all…

In the residential area, a group of delicate and petite dwarves were hopping toward a certain place.

In an open space outside the residential area, a large wave of dwarves were eagerly watching something.

“Duel again?” The Dragon God, whose heart had been left with the shadow of the dwarves’ duel, almost

went mad. He seriously wondered, why did this bunch of little guys, whose ghting strength could be

calculated by his ngers, like duels so much? Weren’t they better suited to acting cute and adorable or

whatnot?

“Quick, quick! You won’t see it if you don’t go.” The excited dwarves dragged Shen Yanxiao to the dueling

dwarves.

Vermillion Bird and the others could only follow.

In the middle of the crowd of dwarves, two armoured adult dwarves were sitting in semi-open mechanical

puppets, confronting each other.

Dwarves were also divided into childhood, adolescence, adulthood and old age. Male dwarves become

very strong after adulthood. Despite being small and cute, male adult dwarves were also muscular once

they took o their clothes. As they aged, male dwarves also grew beards and wrinkles.

But no matter how old they were, they were all cute and adorable…

“Why are they ghting?” Shen Yanxiao looked at the two lovely ones sitting on the convertible mechanical

puppets. This type of half-open mechanical puppet was very similar to a mobile vehicle. All of the

mechanical parts extended only to the chest area, and in this area was the cockpit where dwarves could

sit to use the controls. The dierence between this and the fully closed mechanical puppets was that this

could only be used for small-scale skirmishes. This was because it was good for attacks, but its defensive

capabilities were rather low.

“For honor!” The dwarf’s face was plastered with excitement.

Obviously, the dwarves’ ery temper caused them to like ghting. They didn’t think that this was

something else at all.

One thing Shen Yanxiao couldn’t gure out was, the dwarves had shown great concern about her injury

just earlier, but would it not cause unnecessary bloodshed if a duel was launched at will?

“You don’t get it?” The dwarf tilted his head and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a doubtful face.

“A little.”

“Ah, are there no duels in your tribe?” The dwarf’s face was lled with sympathy, as if not having duels in a

tribe was a matter of great regret.

“No…”

“That’s a pity.”

“…” Was it bad to love peace and harmony? Must we really ght and kill each other? Shen Yanxiao was

completely shocked by the amazing logic of this group of dwarves.

“Then how do you choose the chieftain of your tribe?” The tiny dwarf asked further.

Shen Yanxiao froze slightly. So to say, this duel for honor or whatnot, was actually to compete for the

position of chieftain?