The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Just then, the door to the room where Phyllis was located collapsed to the ground, and thick smoke mixed with flames poured out wildly.

The fire was very large, and the situation inside was not visible.

"Fria, how are you?"

O'Ville asked anxiously, wanting to go in, but the flames kept her from getting close.

"I, I'll put out the fire."

Lucia opened her mouth and spat water jets into the room.

sizzle-

When water comes into contact with flames, it generates heat waves.

Because Lucia's water spray was insufficient, the fire did not subside.

"Lucia, go to the lake and fill it with water first, then come and put out the fire."

Ron knew that this amount of water was not enough to extinguish the flames.

Her body and scales hadn't had time to store water, so the power and quantity were not strong.

"I know, I know."

This was the first time Lucia had encountered such a critical situation, and she hurriedly ran towards the lake.

Ron approached the room slowly, and after confirming that the flames did not burn his skin, he stepped inside...

Chapter 24: Bathing in Flames with Phyllis! Passionate Fight!

Outside, the stars filled the sky, and the night was desolate.

O'Vell's eyes widened as she watched Ron rush into the flames, and she stood there stunned.

Why did he go in? Those flames were so hot, wasn't he afraid?

Could it be to check on Phyllis's condition?

O'Ville suddenly had this strange thought, feeling that this human wasn't as heartless as he claimed to be towards everyone...

This human being is unfathomable...

Inside, smoke filled the air, and Ron could only make out the layout of the room from memory.

In a corner, they found Philia engulfed in flames.

She sat cross-legged, eyes closed, brows furrowed, her expression pained.

Only its head was visible; the rest of its body was covered by rising flames.

Judging from the horns growing from the top of her head, her strength as an adult will be terrifying.

O'Vell's horn is only 5 centimeters long, with two dragon patterns encircling it.

Philia's horns are ten centimeters long and are adorned with five dragon patterns, giving off an aura of sharpness just by looking at them.

As if sensing something, Fria turned her head and swept her gaze over with her crimson vertical pupils.

"Why are you here?!"

Upon seeing Ron, she stood up angrily, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and tongues of fire swirling around her body.

She never expected that the moment she opened her eyes, she would see this human in the room.

"I heard the commotion over here, so I came to check it out."

Ron responded calmly, his gaze sweeping over the other person.

Philia's maid outfit had long since been burned to ashes.

Only the blazing flames obscure the view, creating a beauty that is both elusive and alluring.

After growing up, Fria changed a lot. Her skin became fairer and more delicate, her features became more charming, and her red eyes had a unique allure.

The biggest change is in the two baby dragon food warehouses, which used to contain only a quarter of Lucia's food, but now they have doubled in size.

Swaying back and forth with the rhythm of walking, it was breathtaking to watch.

"You deserve to die!"

Felia noticed the man staring at her body, took a step, and charged forward.

The immense force knocked Ron to the ground.

Phyllis sat on top, pressing down on the man's shoulders:

"If you do these shameless things again, I will definitely kill you."

She had said these words countless times, but none of them ever came true.

Of course, she was mainly bound by the slave mark before, but now that she has come of age, she has burned the slave mark to ashes.

The pained expression you just showed was from the expulsion of the slave mark from your body.

Now that the slave mark has disappeared, she hesitated whether to take direct action and kill the man.

If we kill him, we don't have to wait three years; we can return to the tribe with our companions right now.

He returned to his mother's side.

She raised her hand, which had transformed into a dragon claw, her body trembling slightly, almost unable to move.

"how?"

Ron said calmly:

"Are you prepared to break the oath you made to the Dragon God?"

"Yes."

Phyllis didn't hide her thoughts and spoke coldly;

"Your shamelessness has forced me to consider doing this."

Under normal circumstances, the dragon race would not break their oaths, and Phyllia was no exception.

She would not choose to kill the man in front of her unless absolutely necessary.

But this human is too shameless; a lot can happen in three years.

This might be the only chance to bring my companions back to the tribe safely.

Philia was prepared to bear the consequences of breaking her oath, determined to bring her companions back to the tribe.

"You only remember my shamelessness, but you forget who enabled you to grow up smoothly."

Ron gave a disdainful sneer;

"The sub-dragon species are not human, and they have no concept of morality or gratitude."

"you shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Fria trembled with anger and immediately covered the man's mouth to prevent him from speaking.

These words deeply stung her. For thousands of years, the Yalong race had been enslaved by humans, kept, played with, and pleased like livestock.

It has become a tool for human pleasure.

She hates it when humans say such things.

Suddenly, she felt an itch in her palm, as if something was gently touching and sliding in her hand.

Looking down, she saw the man staring at her with a wicked grin.

She suddenly felt as if she had been electrocuted and abruptly pulled her hand back;

"Damn it, how could you do something so disgusting, like a dragon!"

She couldn't believe that this human could do such a thing so naturally.

I can't bear it!

She immediately threw a punch at the man's face.

Ron reacted quickly, catching the incoming fist and speaking with an innocent expression;

"Didn't you tell me to eat it?"

"I was telling you to shut up!"

Fria was almost laughing in anger, feeling that this human's shamelessness had reached an unprecedented level.

"I'm sorry, but we nobles have a custom of kissing hands, just like how your dragon race exposes their bellies for people to touch in order to express gratitude."

Nobles do indeed have the custom of kissing hands, but a gentleman would never stick out his tongue...

"That won't do. Today I'm going to break your teeth."

Philia was a young dragon girl just beginning to experience love; she had never had such contact with a man before.

In her mind, this kind of thing could only be done with a partner, and it would be strange if she weren't angry to be treated like this by a human.

Today I witnessed the shamelessness of this human being once again.

After saying that, Fria swung her other fist at the man. This time she was smart and pressed down on his left shoulder with her knee beforehand.