My name is Aya, a noble golden dragon clan, who is now the guardian knight of a princess due to some inconvenient explanations. And now, I have encountered a big problem.

I was thrown into a completely unfamiliar place, not only unable to leave, but... also had all my money taken by some jerk.

"At this time, should I hurry back? But it's so dark outside, which means I can only wait until dawn," Aya muttered, huddled in a corner, holding her head.

"Excuse me, can I bother you?" At this moment, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in Aya's line of sight. Looking up, there was a guy standing in front of her, wearing round glasses and carrying a large backpack, with a look of excitement on his face as he looked at Aya.

"What can I do for you?" Although Aya's mindset was a bit explosive from being left alone here, she quickly composed herself and stood up to politely answer, it seemed that her training as a maid had some use.

"Can I take a few photos? It's been a long time since I've seen such a realistic cosplayer like the Flashy Adult!" The guy's eyes behind the lenses were shining, as he shook the small props in his hand.

"Photos?"

"Yes, that's right. It's called the Magic Snapshot technique developed by the Kingdom of Sains. It can capture real-time images. It took me a lot of effort to create this camera." He casually pressed the shutter on the camera, and soon a photo was printed from the bottom of the camera.

Hey, hey, I thought only otakus and fat slobs would come here? How come there's a tech geek who can independently develop such advanced technology!

"Sure..." Aya hesitated for a moment but agreed. In fact, she already had a rough idea. This modified version of the Cross Knight's uniform on her body was definitely made by Tiran's household staff based on some drawings... Tsk, no wonder she insisted on wearing this sword back then.

Thinking this, Aya followed the tech geek's instructions and drew the slender sword, which she called the "Gleaming Light," from her waist, posing with it in one hand.

Although it was an expression of her princess otaku attribute, this sword still retained its combat functionality while being true to the original. The blue and white blade shimmered with cold light.

"Oh, oh, oh! Great! Your gaze is so powerful, and this sword is a real sword, right? Miss, you are amazing!" The tech geek exclaimed while continuously pressing the shutter from different angles.

"I say... isn't it enough?" Aya was a bit panicked. There were already many people around her, most of whom were obviously attracted by her outfit.

"Of course! Thank you so much! I didn't expect to not only buy the desired figurine today but also meet a cosplayer like you! Oh, by the way, my name is Johannes. I hope to see you again next time." The tech geek carefully put away his camera, satisfied with the photos in hand, and waved goodbye.

Before she could catch her breath, Aya suddenly realized in horror that she was surrounded by several circles of people, and they all had the same black tech camera as the guy before.

What the hell! Weren't these supposed to be expensive and rare? How come everyone has one! Are otakus so rich now?

"Miss, can I take a photo with you?"

"Look this way!"

"Wait! I was here first!"

...

How did it inexplicably turn into this situation? And I'm completely surrounded and can't escape at all!

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the crowd and grabbed Aya's wrist. Aya was startled in her heart, wanting to break free, but a voice rang in her ears: "Follow me, I'll take you out."

Before she could think too much, her body was already being pulled by the owner of the voice and squeezed in a certain direction, smoothly weaving through the dense crowd, and finally stopped in a concealed position behind a shop.

"Whew...whew...finally ran out. Thanks a lot," Aya said, supporting her knees as she took a few breaths - in fact, the physical strength of a Dragon was no problem at all, but the psychological pressure brought by being surrounded by a group of otakus was a bit overwhelming. Now Aya understood why Tiran wasn't too keen on appearing in public; those high-profile figures had it tough.

"It was just a small favor. Besides, I really like Flashy Lady. It's rare to see such a good cosplayer, so of course, I wanted to get closer."

The lifesaving hero who saved Aya from danger slowly lifted the cloak and hood that covered her whole body, revealing her true face with a soft smile.

"Huh?"

When Aya saw her face, her pupils slightly contracted.

A very cute face, pure blue pupils, and golden hair, she was indeed a rare and beautiful girl. However, Aya had become immune to beautiful girls since she always hung out with Tiran—she could just look in the mirror if she needed to satisfy her beauty fix.

But that wasn't the point. The important thing was the pointed long ears beneath her sideburns.

After a moment of silence, Aya suddenly reached out and touched the girl's ears.

"Ah!" Caught off guard by Aya's action, the girl unquestionably felt her ears being touched and immediately exclaimed in a short cry. She took two steps back, her face turning red, a blush rising all the way to the tips of her ears. "You, you, you, you, you shouldn't touch someone's ears like that!"

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot that Elf's ears are sensitive... wait, no! Those ears are real, are you an Elf?!" Aya instinctively apologized but then quickly realized an even more important point worth noting.

Although she had seen many cosplayers dressed as Elf girls before—after all, Elf princesses frequented various fan works—what set this girl apart was that her ears were real! Aya could guarantee the authenticity of that sensation with her own rations of the next six months.

"Ah, um, yes, I am an Elf, but is there a problem with that?" After hesitating for a moment, the girl calmed down and said, "The Elf Kingdom and the human kingdom have signed a peace treaty for many years now. Is it really a big deal for me to come to the human kingdom for sightseeing?"

In theory, there shouldn't be a problem, but Elf's character is generally conservative, even though they signed a peace treaty, they often stay in the Frost Forest and rarely come out. In fact, it is rare for a merchant caravan to gain the trust of the Elf tribe and enter the forest for trade, let alone allowing an Elf to travel all the way to the human kingdom.

More importantly, Aya is not a human, but a golden Dragon. Compared to humans, Dragon's relationship with the Elf tribe has always been poor. In terms of intensity, they would most likely start fighting on sight.

"..." Aya pondered for a moment before a bright smile appeared on her face. "It's fine, please don't worry. In any case, it's really great that you saved me."

I have made up my mind. It doesn't concern me, a Dragon's relationship with the Elf. For now, as the princess's guard of the human kingdom, I have no idea about being a Dragon. I will definitely have a good conversation with this Elf Miss... No, I mean, I should express my sincere gratitude for her help!

"By the way!" The Elf girl clasped her hands in front of her chest and then extended a hand to Aya. "I ran here all the way from the north by myself. It's quite boring to be alone in a situation like this. Why don't we go sightseeing together? I'm called Coco, Coco Irize."

"Aya." Almost instantly, Aya reached out and shook Coco's hand.

...

"Wow, it's the latest volume of 'Angel Intermediary'! I finally found you!"

On the other side, Tiran, who was still scavenging at the booth, found the series they had been searching for in an almost empty box. It was a pity they couldn't find a complete set on the trading market last time, but at least they found one now.

It seems to be quite popular, everything else must have been sold out except for this one.

"Lucky me..." Tiran happily reached out to grab it, but in the next moment, another small hand was already pressing on the cover.

"I found it!"

Taking advantage of Tiran's momentary confusion, the golden-haired little girl ran to the booth owner, paid for the book, and put it in her disproportionately large backpack.

"Who's this brat! How dare you snatch something that this lady has set her sights on!" Tiran went crazy and angrily walked over to settle the account with the little girl.

"Hmph, if you're slow, don't blame others." The little girl turned her back to Tiran, zipped up her backpack while sneering, her voice full of mocking.

"Stop right there. If you don't hand over the latest work of Qi Yu Dashifu, I won't let you go so easily." Taking advantage of her long legs, Tiran quickly took a few steps forward and lifted the girl up under her armpits.

Tilan is over 1.7 meters tall, similar to Aya, which is considered average height for boys. But for this little girl in front of him...she probably has to jump up to reach Tilan's knees.

Well, maybe it's not that exaggerated, but when the little girl, who is less than 1.4 meters tall, is held up by Tilan, her legs dangling in the air, she is unable to move at all.

"You rotten guy! Let me go! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're tall! Believe me, I'll bite you!"

"Sorry, being tall really does give you the power to do whatever you want... Hey! Don't kick me! My clothes are getting dirty!"

This little girl is really not obedient at all. She keeps kicking her legs backward, even though she can't actually hurt Tilan, it's still easy to get her dirty.

"You!" Tilan is annoyed. He turns the little girl, who he's holding up, to face him. Who is this unlucky child who is so young and comes to this place that isn't suitable for kids?

Then he freezes.

This face, and those two messy, sticking-up tufts of hair on her head, seems somewhat familiar...

"Eh, eh, eh?! Is it you?! The golden-haired boss lady?!"

"What golden-haired boss lady?! I have a name, you know! Moros, Moros!"