This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Solo City, in the home I've always lived in.

Thor sat on the sofa, legs crossed, patting the sofa next to him with a hint of helplessness.

Not far in front of him, on the dining table, was a birthday cake.

Today is Lillian's birthday.

Three years have passed since the last incident in the Kingdom of Lancelot.

During this time, Thor and the two dragon girls stayed in this old house, living a relaxed and happy daily life.

At Enor's insistence, Thor became the one in power behind the scenes.

However, he had always been too lazy to manage state affairs, and simply informed Aynor of the kingdom's direction and policies, leaving her to handle them herself.

Right now, living your own life well is the most important thing.

Yulia wore a pretty pink dress, and her long legs were encased in white stockings invented by Thor.

The cheerful dragon girl wagged her tail and walked up to Thor, then turned around gently to show him her figure, her skirt billowing in the wind.

"How is it?! How is it?!"

Julia couldn't wait to receive Thor's praise.

"Hmm, it's alright."

Thor's casual remark certainly wouldn't convince Julia.

She was a little unconvinced, so she put her legs up on the sofa and stretched them out straight.

Her calves were well-proportioned and long, without an ounce of excess fat.

"Look at those legs! How long they are!"

"Don't talk to me about that." Thor was speechless. "I've already told you, I'm not a foot fetishist."

"Can't you change your preferences?!"

"Hurry up! You're turning into a foot fetishist right now!"

"I'm sorry, I can't," Thor said coldly.

Yulia turned around, her red tail swaying back and forth.

"Then you can play with my tail!"

"It's boring. I had enough fun last night. Now I get annoyed just looking at tails." Thor's face was indifferent.

Seeing that the other party was not interested for the time being, the dragon girl was discouraged. She sat down next to Thor, took his arm, and stopped joking.

"Young Master, why hasn't Lillian returned yet after so long?"

"Could something have happened?"

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any danger.

Thor comforted him:

"It should be fine. Besides, who would be interested in Lillian?"

No matter what, the enemy wouldn't be interested in such a dull-witted Lillian, would they?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Julia rushed forward, opened the door, and saw Lillian with a happy expression.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Look who's here!"

Behind her was Isera, dressed in a beautiful outfit.

Instead of wearing her usual nun's habit, Isela was dressed in an eye-catching red robe.

"We meet again, Thor."

Thor nodded, led her inside, and closed the door behind him.

Isera sat down on the sofa, looking relaxed.

Since the last incident, she has traveled to the capital to comfort the people who were hurt by the incident.

She has always worked hard.

"How's the church's work going?" Thor asked.

Isera simply shook her head, a smile on her face.

"Thanks to the Pope, everyone has become hostile to the Church, and the Church now has almost no influence."

No wonder.

Given the huge mess they made back then, it's no surprise that things have turned out this way.

"Then you must be having a tough time, right?"

"Not exactly."

"Since that incident, I've realized that no matter what, my personality isn't suited to be a qualified saintess."

"Now, my main job is treating patients in the hospital, which also helps to improve people's perception of the church."

Thor gave a half-smile.

"It's a pity I won't be able to see the saintess in her nun's habit."

Isera covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"If you want to see, I can wear it for you."

"cough......"

Yulia coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Isera realized she had said the wrong thing and immediately felt a little guilty.

"Uh, I was just joking, you guys didn't take it seriously, right?"

Thor: "No."

Yulia: "Yes."

Thor and Julia clearly disagree on this matter.

An embarrassed Ysera quickly changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, although Her Majesty Aynor has been in a state of constant turmoil, her reforms have been very successful."

"Many magic-related tools were used in workshops and mines, which greatly improved everyone's production efficiency. The nobles were able to earn more money and also paid higher taxes."

After all, it was Thor's idea.

Moreover, the blueprints for these tools were all provided by Thor.

Although he didn't participate in the reform, he still did his part by providing some tool design drawings.

"Of course, the reforms have encountered some problems, which you could solve quickly if you were in charge, but I don't think you care about these things right now," Isera said.

Thor nodded; he no longer paid any attention to Enor's affairs.

These are not major issues; Aino can handle them.

Isera looked at the exquisite and cozy interior decoration of the house and felt a little emotional.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Living a simple life, just like that."

On the table at home, there are all sorts of gifts.

These gifts were all given by students or teachers/friends.

Thor and Julia work part-time teaching at Hope Peak Academy, instructing the students in swordsmanship and magic.

Incidentally, the children at school all adore Yulia, especially the photo circulating in the Dragon Girl Cult of Gods that shows her sitting securely on the throne.

Since the last incident, the Argonians are no longer a discriminated species in this country and have become equal to everyone else.

The Dragon Maiden's God Control Cult has even surpassed the church that previously held the sole dominant position in the kingdom, becoming the kingdom's largest religion.

Ysera also approves of Thor's current approach.

However, she still asked one question:

"Haven't you thought about going back to the capital to see Aynor? Just sending her messages remotely won't do. I heard the princess misses you quite a bit."

"That's not missing someone, that's just irrational worship."

Modern thinking is like a dimensional reduction attack on the world.

What Aynor longed for was nothing more than the kind of modern mindset that seemed to be all-knowing and all-powerful.

Besides, Thor doesn't like her either.

"And what about the Dragon Kingdom? Haven't you thought about going back?" Ysera then asked.

This time it was Yulia's turn to answer.

"Who would want to go to a place like that!"

Since her conversation with her nominal father, Yulia has felt no affection whatsoever for the dragon race.

With her help, Lillian also returned to her human form and lived peacefully here.

Lillian had absolutely no desire to go back.

After all, the food at Thor's house was just too good.

If Lillian returns to the Dragon Kingdom, she'll be forced to pitifully gnaw on raw meat again.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Today is Lillian's birthday."

At Thor's urging, the group surrounded Lillian and asked her to blow out the flames on the cake.

The flame on the candle was extinguished.

Lillian happily hugged the cake and started eating it.

As a result, Lillian ate the cake by herself, making a complete mess of it.

Yulia instantly bristled, grabbing her ear and saying:

"Lillian! How many times have I told you! Birthday cake is for everyone to eat together. After all these years, you still can't remember!"

Lillian put down the cake in her hand, looking somewhat aggrieved, her face and mouth covered in cream.

"But......"

However, she had already eaten too much of the cake.

Fortunately, Thor had anticipated this.

He took out a pre-prepared spare cake from under the table.

"Thank goodness, I knew Lillian wouldn't learn her lesson."

"To prevent what happened last year from happening again, I prepared two cakes in advance."

Lillian was overjoyed to know she was spared a scolding:

"Yay! Young Master Thor is the best to me!"

Julia's expression changed: "Huh? Lillian, say that again?! Who's the best to you??"

"Okay, okay, Your Majesty, I misspoke! You're the best to me, please stop pinching my face!!"

Amidst the playful noise, the group finished the cake.

After a few words of casual conversation, Ysera suddenly said:

"Thor, shall I help you wash the dishes?"

Yulia was on high alert and told Lillian to rush to the kitchen, determined not to give Ysera a chance to wash the dishes.

"Hurry up, Lillian! We need to get down to business!"

As a result, this played right into Ysera's hands.

After sending Julia away, only she and Thor remained in the living room.

Then she said to Thor:

"Actually, in name only, I am no longer a saintess; I am merely fulfilling the duties of a saintess."

"So, you can..."

She paused, then changed the subject.

"However, it all depends on you."

"I'm still in the same old spot in the royal city. You can come find me anytime."

"I have nothing more to say. Goodbye."

Isera left.

......

That night, in the dimly lit room, Thor lay on his bed, somewhat speechless:

"Yulia, that's enough. Don't go too far. Didn't you eat enough at dinner? If you didn't have enough cream, go to the market and buy some."

Yulia crawled out from under the covers, smiled mischievously, and leaned against his pillow.

With her keen hearing, nothing Ysera had said earlier escaped her ears.

She deliberately gave Isera a chance to express her feelings.

"If you want to go back to the capital later, you can go back anytime and see Miss Saintess or something," she said.

"Perhaps," Thor said. "Perhaps that day will come."

The story of life is just beginning.

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