The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"you you...."

O'Ville glanced at it, then closed her eyes, turned her flushed, burning face to the side, and stammered, unsure of what to say.

This...this entire human race has been exposed.

Gumbling—

She couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of sweet ambergris.

"It's over, Lucia saw something unclean and is going to go blind."

Lucia covered her eyes, her face contorted in pain, and spoke to her companions beside her;

"Ovelle, quickly draw three circles on my eyes, or my eyes will be ruined."

The Yalong tribe has an unwritten custom: if you see something unclean, draw three circles over your eyes so you won't go blind.

"well."

O'Ville took a deep breath, extended her slightly trembling fingers, and drew three circles around Lucia's eyes.

"saved."

After drawing the circle, Lucia patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ovelle, I’ll draw a circle for you too.”

"it is good."

O'Vell naturally wouldn't refuse, after all, it was a tribal tradition, and that's what the elders taught them. As for whether not drawing a circle would actually make them go blind, they didn't know.

"Ovelle, we're alright now."

After helping her friend draw the circle, Lucia's sweet smile returned.

"Master, were you inside just now?"

When Fiona arrived, Lucia was already putting out the fire. They couldn't communicate, so they didn't know Ron was inside.

Seeing him walk out now, they immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

You should know that you could feel the intense heat of the flames even from several meters away.

If they were in a room, an ordinary person would have been burned to a crisp long ago.

What's up with Ron?

Fiona's mind was in turmoil; she was both surprised and bewildered.

"They're inside, everything's fine now. Go and prepare an outfit for me and Philia."

Ron looked relaxed, not at all like someone who had just come out of a fire.

"Okay, okay, tell me what happened in a bit."

Fiona was so confused that she forgot to address her master, and turned to run away.

Ron must have done something with that dragon girl to cause the explosion and fire...

Chapter 26 Lucia's Little Thoughts. Ask Fria to go to her room.

After the maid left, Ron returned to his room.

Fria produced a charred wooden board from somewhere and used it to cover her body, her crimson eyes glaring at you with a hint of murderous intent.

Ron didn't care and leaned against the wall, waiting for Fiona to bring the clothes over.

"Fria, are you alright?"

After the man entered the room, O'Ville went to her companion and asked him with concern.

"I'm fine, you don't need to worry."

Philia could clearly feel that her body had undergone a complete transformation.

Their strength is not on the same level as before.

It made her feel like she could crush that human at any moment, but of course, if he did something too outrageous, Fria couldn't guarantee she wouldn't kill him.

"That's good."

Seeing that her companion looked well, O'Ville felt relieved.

"Fria, you saw something unclean just now, didn't you?"

Lucia jogged up to Fria, raised her hand, and looked eager to try.

"Let me draw circles on your eyes quickly, or you'll go blind."

"No....."

Philia initially wanted to say no, because she didn't believe in such tricks for children.

However, thinking about the man's appearance just now, she nodded in agreement;

"I did see something dirty and disgusting. Thank you for your help."

As she said this, she glanced at the human man beside her out of the corner of her eye, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

Phyllis has changed. She used to be so straightforward, but now she's become sarcastic and unpredictable...

"Three circles to the left, three circles to the right, may all the unclean things run away..."

Lucia hummed a song as she drew circles around Phyllis's eyes.

After drawing three circles, she nodded in satisfaction;

"Okay, now your eyes will stay bright!"

She was happy to be able to help her friends; her eyes were full of joy, and her tail swayed back and forth.

“Fria, your horns are so long, even longer than your father’s.”

O'Vell then noticed the changes that had occurred in Philia.

This was the first time she had ever seen such long horns. Normally, five to eight centimeters is already the limit for the dragon race.

Fria's father possessed seven-centimeter-long dragon horns and was incredibly powerful, which led him to become the tribe's leader.

Now, Fria has surpassed her father, possessing dragon horns ten centimeters long, and her strength will surely surpass his in the future.

“Fria, you have five dark red dragon patterns on your horns, they’re so beautiful.”

Lucia hadn't grown any horns yet, and seeing how beautiful Fria's horns were, she was incredibly envious.

"This place is so much bigger now!"

Lucia looked at the heavy object swaying in front of her and couldn't help but poke it with her hand.

Upon feeling the touch, Fria trembled and instinctively reached out to tap Lucia on the head.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Lucia immediately covered her head, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes, and walked to O'Ville's side with a pitiful expression.

"Ovelle, Philia bullied me~"

"Lucia, I told you long ago that you shouldn't touch those two places."

O'Ville looked helpless, feeling that her partner was like a child who hadn't grown up and didn't understand anything.

She felt it was necessary to educate her on that topic.

"But I only poked it..."

Lucia pouted, puffed out her chest, and generously shared:

"You can touch mine as you please."

Phyllis: "???"

O'Ville: "???"

Who's going to touch it?

"Including me?"

Ron, who was watching the show from the sidelines, subconsciously chimed in.

"You can't do that..."

Although Lucia was naive, she knew the difference between male and female, and the thought of it made her feel ashamed.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of the roasted lamb she had eaten until she was stuffed for dinner, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of ambergris, adding a thought to herself.

If you eat barbecue every day, you can probably poke him with it.

Anyway, I won't lose any meat; I still have plenty to eat...

"If you dare to lay a finger on Lucia, I will kill you."

Philia frowned habitually, her crimson vertical pupils narrowed, and she glared fiercely at the man not far away.

"What if I set my sights on O'Ville?"

Ron smiled with interest.