This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Thor sat in his chair and waited for a while.

Those who had been unconscious had mostly woken up and were sitting together, chattering about what had just happened.

According to Isela, this whole affair was orchestrated by the reincarnated Earl Oscar.

"My God, is it that terrifying?"

One of the guards in the hall subconsciously touched his body to make sure that he was intact and that no one had cut his kidneys or caused any other damage.

"No wonder I lost my memory of that period; I was being controlled."

"Yes, that's terrifying."

Several people couldn't help but start talking.

As a result, halfway through the discussion, the focus of the matter changed.

"Tell me, how did that count turn into a woman?"

"What would he do after he turned into a woman?"

After a few moments of association, the group used somewhat avant-garde language.

Thor listened for a while, then felt nauseous and didn't want to listen anymore.

Thankfully, Ysera wasn't here, otherwise these guys would probably have gotten a scolding.

At this moment, Ysera was sitting on the steps outside the Hall of Guardians, enjoying the gentle breeze.

Beside her was Harrison, the caring little knight.

Harrison asked several questions in a row, but Isera brushed them off with perfunctory answers.

Before long, Harrison also noticed that the other person was distracted.

It was obvious that Ysera had something on her mind.

Harrison wisely kept quiet.

"Harrison, go back to the church. We don't need you here for now."

Isherton ordered them to leave.

Harrison hesitated for a moment, but still chose to do as instructed.

After Harrison left, Isera enjoyed a moment of peace and quiet by herself.

The wind blew through her hair, causing her long, black hair to sway gently.

After an unknown amount of time, a strong and robust man arrived on horseback.

These people were dressed in uniform black vests and trousers. The vests were made of a precious material, and traces of magic could be felt on the surface of the fabric.

These garments, made of magical fabric, are far more durable than ordinary metal armor.

"Miss Saint!"

The group faced Isela respectfully.

She remained seated on the steps, looking up at the group with a hint of languor in her eyes.

The group was told what had happened.

The group knew they were late.

But they were still able to clean up the mess.

With Isela's permission, the two men stood guard outside the door, while the rest went into the guardhouse to count the wounded, collect evidence, and examine the bodies.

When the bureau chief saw the people from headquarters arrive, he immediately bowed and scraped.

"What instructions does headquarters have?"

One of them glanced at him and said coldly:

No instructions.

After saying that, he went back to his work.

Undeterred by being ignored, the bureau chief maintained a smile and continued speaking to himself:

"If there's anything I can do to cooperate, I'm always ready."

Thor, as one of the witnesses, was also called away.

They took Thor into a room and questioned him briefly.

"Name?"

"Thor Blass".

The man in charge of the questioning did not react at all when Thor's name was mentioned.

Clearly, the other party is not the so-called regulator.

"Why are you here today? You're not a member of the Guard Bureau."

The other party didn't even know why Thor was there.

"I was the one in charge of the Earl Oscar case. It was Her Majesty the Princess who asked me to get involved. I can't answer why you're asking me."

The other party clearly hadn't expected Her Majesty the Princess to appear, and looked at Thor with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"How come I didn't know?" the other person asked, puzzled.

If Thor were truly a distinguished guest connected to Her Majesty the Princess, he would have informed those in charge of the operation beforehand.

There are many things you don't know.

Thor pointed to Isera at the door and the director in the hall.

"You can ask them; they should have more authority than you."

"No need, I believe you."

Thor had no reason to joke about something like this.

"Could you tell me what happened?"

Thor told the other person the story he had prepared in advance.

This is the same story as Isera told.

The other person nodded.

"it is good."

Back in the lobby.

Several people have already collected the bodies of those who died in this incident.

In fact, only two people died: one was the fourth-tier warrior Zilong, and the other was the woman who was the reincarnation of the Earl.

Shiryu's body was relatively intact.

The count's reincarnated corpse fared much worse; it was basically blown to bits.

The people from headquarters even patiently collected all the minced meat together.

Some people with weaker mental fortitude simply didn't dare to watch it.

With the matter largely resolved, Thor prepared to go home.

He had just left the gate and hadn't gone far when Isera called to him from behind.

"etc."

Ysera sat on the steps, her cool eyes fixed on him, and asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Thor rolled his eyes at her.

"Why would I go back? I'd go back to rest."

For Thor, this incident was basically just a job.

It's common sense to leave work and go home on time after finishing your work.

"Go back, take a shower, rest for a while, and get a good night's sleep."

Thor was truly helpless and let out a long sigh.

"You've rested in the dream world for so long today, you're definitely not tired."

"I'm really tired."

Mainly because I'm tired.

So much happened today; I need to sort it out slowly when I get back.

Thor prepared to leave.

"etc."

He was called again.

"What's going on this time?" Thor asked helplessly.

"I have something I want to tell you..."

Thor felt something was off seeing the other person's awkward manner.

Isera hesitated.

After a moment, she said:

"Thank you for today."

"It was my oversight today. If you hadn't been there, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"It was just to save your life, it's what I should do."

Is that all?

Thor thought it was something serious.

"You're welcome."

He turned to leave, but was called back.

"Wait a little longer."

Thor is numb.

No, sis.

Again?

He turned to look at Isera.

"Can't you just say everything you have to say at once?"

"Why do you always only say half of what you mean?" he asked sincerely.

You couldn't read any expression from Ysera's face.

"If you have time..."

She only said half of what she was saying.

"I mean, if you don't have much to do right now, and at the same time..."

She only said half of what she was saying.

"What I mean is..."

This time, she stopped mid-sentence.

Thor, with one hand on his forehead, abruptly interrupted:

"If you'd like to chat, you're welcome to come to me."

"I can talk to you about anything."

Ysera never expected that her little scheme would be seen through.

After a moment of silence, she said:

"I see."

"So, Miss Saint, may I go home now?" Thor asked finally.

"Okay, you can go back now."

Ysera watched Thor depart into the distance, lost in thought.

Thor isn't actually that bad.

She even felt that Thor was somewhat...

She shook her head, trying to dispel the thoughts that were popping up uncontrollably due to exhaustion.

"Let's forget about that kind of thing."

"Let's think about something more practical."

From a practical standpoint, there are some things she can do to help Thor.

Ysera immediately thought of the relationship between Julia and Thor.

"Sigh, let's have a good talk with them."