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She's become prettier.

Its eyes have become brighter, and it doesn't look like a fawning fox that you can see anywhere on the roadside. It looks more like a... noble fox, sitting upright on the ground, very composed.

But when it saw Lotte, its noble lady demeanor vanished, and it ran to Lotte's feet, rubbing against them incessantly.

Lotte looked at Fafnya incredulously: "What did you do to it?"

"It was just feeding me dragon scales."

"Can you feed me dragon scales too?"

"You!" Fafnya clutched her chest and took two steps back, but she still couldn't escape Lotte's clutches.

Lotte held the pink dragon scale in his hand, examining its crystal-clear texture under the sunlight, marveling at how wonderful it truly was.

It's not even in the same league as the dark dragon scales on his body. Is this the difference in bloodline?

"Thank you, thank you. Here, you name it." Lott waved his hand generously. "It doesn't have a name yet."

If you actually meet Fafnya in real life, she will recognize the little fox at a glance, and it doesn't really matter whether you give her a name or not.

Throughout human history, dragons and humans have had little interaction, as the dragons considered humans too weak.

The probability of encountering a dragon in real life is far lower than the probability of encountering Isolde.

Not to mention the very eye-catching pink dragon.

"Is this considered a thank-you gift?"

Even as she said this, Fafnya thought about it seriously for a moment, and finally reached out and tapped its head, "How about I call you Mia?"

"Eek."

Lott interjected, "I thought you would call it Nia or Faf or something like that."

"Then every time you call it, you'll think of me. I won't do that."

Fafnya crouched down, rubbing Mia's head, a smile slowly spreading across the valley.

For two hundred years, she was not accepted by any of her own kind, nor by any other creatures; she was abandoned by the whole world.

She didn't even know who she was or whether she had any meaning in this world.

Fafnya knew only that if she didn't work hard, the world would mercilessly forget her.

Mia smiled and licked Fafnya's fingertips.

Suddenly, it stopped and turned to look at the entrance of the valley.

Fafnya's smile slowly began to freeze as she watched the lake water rush away and the fallen leaves fluttering all around her.

She had been clinging to a sliver of hope that the pursuers wouldn't come, but they did.

"Lotte, hide inside."

"You want to fight them? If you transform into a dragon, your father will find you."

"I'm going to surrender."

"You're so spineless! You're supposed to be a dragon, after all."

"You! You have no idea how powerful they are."

In his previous life, Lotte was pinned to the ground by these three giant dragons, powerless to resist.

Fafnya didn't want to see this happen again.

But Lot actually looked forward to the appearance of these dragons.

The skill [Dragon Transformation] might be usable in reality. If it is, he would need to familiarize himself with the fighting style of dragons beforehand, and these three dragons would be the best sparring partners.

Besides, I was beaten up by them in my previous life, so I'm determined to get my revenge in this one.

Lotte pushed Fafnya aside, gesturing for her and Mia to hide under a tree, and simultaneously activated his dragon transformation.

He planned to first use the dragon's body to fight and gain combat experience; if that didn't work, he would try another plan.

Stones occasionally fell at the entrance of the cave in the valley, and the dim passage heralded the approaching danger.

Fafnya only recovered today, but if Lot takes her away today, the nearby dragons will find out.

Therefore, Lotte did not intend to leave early, but instead prepared for defense here.

A dragon head emerged from the shadows first, its viscous, dark green vertical pupils staring intently at Lot without blinking.

Its snow-white scales reflected the dazzling sunlight, and its body was enormous, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step it took.

A second dragon flew down from the valley and crashed behind Lot, blocking his retreat.

The third dragon also descended from the sky and stood to Lot's left.

The once vast valley now felt incredibly crowded.

The leading dragon, panting heavily and revealing its sharp fangs, spotted Fafnya under the tree and pointed its claw at her. "Fafnya, you've come to our territory, do you intend to leave?"

They didn't look at Lot; in their eyes, Lot, a sub-adult dragon, wasn't qualified.

Lott asked, "Who are you?"

"None of your business. We only want Fafnya. If you dare to stop us, we'll eat you up."

“Fafnia still owes me money, she can’t leave.”

No sooner had Lot finished speaking than the giant dragon in front of him pushed off the ground with its feet and flapped its wings to pounce on Lot.

The terrifying speed compressed the air to its limit, producing a sonic boom that echoed throughout the valley.

It charged and knocked Lot down, then used its left claw to stomp him underwater, turned around and used the momentum to swing its tail out, slamming it hard into Lot's body.

The other dragons didn't watch either; another one pounced and began tearing at Lot with its teeth.

In the battle with the two dragons, Lot was clearly at a disadvantage.

However, this was valuable combat experience for Lot.

Not everyone has the opportunity to fight dragons every day.

Understanding the dragon's attack patterns is helpful for Isolde's deduction world, so even if it costs one "I'm not dead" item, it's worth it.

The blood quickly spread in the lake.

The splashes of water from the fight soaked Fafnya's clothes, causing her beautiful long hair to stick to her cheeks.

Fafnya stared blankly in that direction, remembering that just a few nights ago, Lotte had been sitting by the lake fishing.

She still remembered the smile on Lotte's face when he caught the fish, and the warmth of Mia in her arms.

But now, as the sun rises, everything from the past, like the fading darkness, will never return.

Lotte's massive body finally collapsed into the lake, creating huge waves, and he was never to live again.

"How dare a mere sub-adult dragon?"

The dragons temporarily abandoned Fafnya and gathered around Lot, scanning the corpses on the ground.

"How to divide?"

"I'll eat the head, the rest are up to you."

"I don't want to eat the dragon's tail, it doesn't taste good."

"I won't eat it either. I want to eat the dragon head."

Upon seeing this, Fafnya turned her head slightly, her eyes beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

It's all her fault.

Over the past few days, she had countless opportunities to leave Lott, but she didn't.

She didn't want to face death again and again; she didn't want to be eaten by other dragons.

Fafnya's breathing became rapid, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

Her hand slowly approached her fair neck, and a bright red began to flow across her snow-white skin.

But things didn't go as anyone expected.

Lotte, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at this absurd world.

[They're still alive] activated.

As the golden talent was activated, the two talents, [Self-Regeneration] and [Mist Silk], also ran frantically, repairing all the wounds on his body.

The high amount of mental energy recovery provided by [Breathing Meditation] allows him to recover his condition at an extremely fast speed with almost no concern about mental energy consumption.

"How...how is this possible? It's still alive?"

The three dragons had never seen such a bizarre scene before, and for a moment they were hesitant to approach.

Lotte reached his giant claws down to the bottom of the lake and pulled out something he had prepared beforehand—a hard tree trunk that had been forged.

Surrounded by dragons, bathed in sunlight, and under Fafnya's watchful gaze, he gripped his weapon in his right hand, aimed at the enemy, stepped back with his right leg, lowered his shoulder, and assumed a fighting stance.

This is a very standard sword stance.

Fafnya, on the ground, looked up at Lot and recognized that this was human swordsmanship.

Even though she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it.