This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Thor entered Ysera's dream world.

A world shrouded in thick fog, the air thick and cold, making it feel suffocating.

White mist permeated everything, limiting visibility. As far as the eye could see, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of white, with only the ground beneath one's feet clearly visible.

Judging from the stone bricks underfoot, this appears to be a main street in the city.

Thor stomped his foot on the road, making a dull sound that conveyed a solid, grounding feeling.

This is a lifelike world.

Unlike the Sea Tiger's spiritual world, Isela's spiritual power is stronger, and the spiritual world she has constructed is much grander.

However, her spiritual world was a void.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

Thor shouted into the white fog.

No one responded to him.

"Isera? Can you hear me?"

Finally, a man's voice rang out; the man's voice was rough and deep.

"Isela? You mean that girl?"

Thor noticed the sound coming from his right front.

He ran forward.

"Yes, I'm looking for that girl."

He ran while confirming with the other person.

Following the other party's instructions, Thor finally saw the man who had spoken earlier in front of a shop on the side of the road.

This is a middle-aged man with a kind face, wearing a tattered woven straw hat and a coarse cloth coat.

When the man saw Thor arrive, he said with a smile:

"That little child is lost around here. Are you his family?"

Little baby?

Thor was puzzled, thinking that Ysera didn't look that young.

I guess so.

At this point, Thor could only pretend to be Ysera's family.

The middle-aged man nodded and pointed in a direction, toward the white mist in the distance.

"She should be in the Lord's Hall area right now. Just walk to the end of this street and you'll see her."

Thor quickly thanked the other party for informing him.

"By the way, did she say anything else?"

"yes."

The man continued.

She said she got lost from her sister and was exhausted, so she wanted to rest for a while.

younger sister?

Isela doesn't have a sister.

"Did she mention her sister's name?" Thor asked.

The man pondered for a moment, trying to recall the name from his memory.

"It seems to be called Yu... Yu..."

"Yulia?" Thor was slightly surprised.

"Yes, yes, Julia," the man said.

Thor then realized a problem.

Ysera in this world.

Is he mentally unstable?

Even if Isera subjectively considers Julia as her sister.

But she couldn't possibly tell these words to the passersby in her dream.

The fact that she could say these things is enough to prove that her mental state is very bad.

"Did she say anything else?" Thor asked for confirmation.

The man thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"It seems there aren't any left."

Thor thanked them again for their help and followed the road toward the Lord's Hall.

He quickened his pace, walking as fast as he could, his footsteps making a rhythmic sound on the stone bricks of the ground.

Along the way, he encountered several passersby.

After asking, everyone gave similar answers to the straw hat man from before.

Thor finally arrived at the Lord's Hall.

A magnificent medieval castle came into view.

Looking up, one sees a beautiful and exquisite dome, a complex and intricate structure, and brand-new, bright stone exterior walls.

Since it was a dream world, there were no guards in front of the lord's hall.

Thor pushed open the door and entered.

A simple hall, an elaborately designed fireplace, a flickering campfire, neatly arranged furniture and chairs, and a soft, comfortable carpet.

The lobby here gives people a warm feeling that is impossible to have in reality.

If this were a real lord's hall, it would surely be filled with all sorts of precious items, with servants and guests coming and going from time to time.

At this moment, there was only a lord in the room who looked quite kind.

The man, dressed in long-sleeved cloth armor and trousers, with a face full of wrinkles, guessed Thor's purpose upon seeing him arrive.

"Are you a member of Ysera's family?"

Thor nodded.

"Yes."

The lord also seemed relieved.

"That baby doesn't look well, you should take her home quickly."

"it is good."

Thor had the same idea.

Once Ysera is awakened, today's task will be complete.

He followed the lord inside.

Passing through the door, you enter a corridor.

Gently push open the wooden door at the end of the corridor.

What came into view was an empty room.

Inside the room, there was only a brazier for heating.

Beside the brazier, a petite young girl nestled.

The girl looked to be only about ten years old. She was wearing a simple black robe and was sitting on the ground in frustration, hugging her knees with her hands and resting her head on them.

The girl's face was exactly that of a more youthful Ysera.

The lord tactfully left, closing the door behind him, leaving only Thor and Ysera in the room.

"Isera?"

"Thor asked."

He didn't know how Isela had become like this.

She's clearly just a little girl.

The girl heard the sound coming from the doorway and turned her head to look.

She glanced at Thor, then turned her head back and stared blankly at the floor in front of her.

Thor realized something was amiss and called out again.

"Isera?"

This time, Ysera finally responded.

"Uncle, please leave me alone."

"uncle?"

Thor was so angry he almost laughed.

Am I already considered an uncle when I'm only in my early twenties?

"You don't know who I am?" Thor asked.

"Also, I'm not your uncle."

Ysera looked at it with her innocent eyes and said in a low voice:

"I don't know him."

"I've never seen you before, big brother."

obviously.

Ysera isn't quite normal right now.

Nevertheless, Thor had to wake her up.

"Don't you remember who you are?"

The girl blinked, her once bright eyes now filled with weariness.

"My name is Isera."

The girl didn't seem very energetic.

But she still knows who she is.

"And who is your identity?" Thor pressed.

"identity?"

The girl was clearly stumped by the question.

After a moment, she finally spoke:

"I am the future saintess."

The future saintess...

Thor let out a long sigh.

It's obvious that Ysera is now really treating herself like a ten-year-old child.

However, now that they know she is a saintess, things become much easier.

"You still remember you're a saint, but haven't you forgotten your duties?"

The young Ysera was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"Do I need to play the role of a saint?"

"Play a role?" Thor asked helplessly.

"Fine, whether it's an act or something else."

"You have your own tasks to complete."

As a saintess, if something were to happen to her, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Isera certainly understood this as well.

"I know."

Now that the other party understands, things will be easier.

"You know this place is fake, right?"

Isera nodded.

"I know."

With victory in sight, Thor couldn't help but relax.

"That's good, let's go back to the real world."

To everyone's surprise, Isera remained seated on the ground, tightly hugging her knees.

"I don't want to go back."

Thor didn't understand what the other person was thinking.

"You know this place is fake, so why don't you go back?"

Ysera's expression was gloomy, her mood was low, and a hint of pain flickered in her eyes.

"I don't want to go back."

"That world is too hypocritical."