This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Inside the tranquil and sacred church.

Inside the gleaming office, Isera sat at the back, head bowed in thought.

She did have memories of what happened in her dream.

Through this incident, she gained a deeper understanding of Thor's character.

Thor may have some character flaws, but he...

Isera didn't know how to describe it.

Thor is actually different from those hypocritical guys.

He has always been genuine.

Moreover, she now feels that the criticism of Thor from the outside world is too unfair.

Some of Thor's personal conduct issues have been exaggerated.

Similarly, so does Yulia.

"Honestly, why can't Yulia be a little more sensible?"

Thinking of this, she leaned back in her chair, sighed deeply, and shook her head.

It's just satisfying Thor's quirks, nothing serious.

This is not even a verbal claim.

I'll just accept him calling me "Mom".

She simply couldn't understand how Julia and Thor's relationship had deteriorated to this extent.

A sense of mission arose spontaneously.

Isera felt she had to mediate the conflict between them.

If all else fails, I'll just play Thor's mother myself. Isela thought to herself.

Since there's nothing much going on right now, Ysera wants to go find Thor and explain things to him.

"Let's try to mediate between them."

She put on her casual coat, got up from her chair, and walked out of the room.

At the door of the room stood the young knight Harrison, who was keeping watch.

Harrison stood respectfully by her side, concerned for Isera's safety.

Seeing Ysera emerge from the room in casual clothes, he quickly asked with concern:

"Miss Saint, what brings you here?"

He realized that Isela was about to go out.

"I have something to discuss with Thor," she replied coldly.

"Is it about what happened this morning?" Harrison speculated.

"Well, I guess so."

Isera didn't want to explain further.

Harrison had seen the two by the creek not long ago, and being considerate, he shared what he knew.

"Just now when I went out, I saw Thor by the creek next to Libe Street."

A look of confusion appeared in Ysera's eyes.

"The creek beside Libe Street? What was he doing there?"

Harrison then explained.

"I'm not entirely sure about that; he brought his dragon maid with him."

"Dragon Maid? You mean Yulia?"

Harrison nodded.

Ysera noticed something was wrong, frowned, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"They didn't fight, did they? Or was Thor physically punishing Julia?"

"A fight?" Harrison didn't understand.

He remembered that Thor and her dragon maid had a good relationship.

"Weren't those two supposed to be good friends? How did they end up fighting?"

Seeing that Harrison was so unaware of the situation.

Ysera smiled and said softly:

"Sigh, Harrison, you really are..."

You know far too little about their relationship.

She felt some sympathy for Harrison, who had been kept in the dark all along.

After all, Harrison was just an outsider and couldn't see the truth.

"Your relationship with them is so bad, it's normal that you don't understand these things."

Harrison's brow furrowed with even greater confusion.

"But I saw it with my own eyes, they..."

Isher stretched out her long, slender fingers and shook them gently, stopping Harrison.

"Stop talking."

"You don't need to know about their relationship."

She wasn't going to tell anyone about Thor's embarrassing deeds.

Others already had a bad enough impression of Thor.

There's no need to make things worse by revealing this quirk.

"Just tell me the exact location."

Harrison suppressed his confusion and described the location he had just witnessed.

"Do you need me to come with you, Miss Saint?"

"No need, I'm fine on my own."

Having said that, Ysera embarked on her journey.

......

On the street, dressed in casual clothes, she was recognized by a few people.

After walking for a while, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around.

She could already see the stream; there were no other passersby around.

Isera noticed two blurry figures by the creek.

They are Thor and Julia.

Even from a distance, you can see the fiery red dragon tail swaying behind Yulia.

Yulia's hair had grown a bit longer, and she was wearing a loose pink sundress, making her look like a girl dressed up for a date, rather than a maid.

Behind her, the slender dragon tail swayed incessantly.

It was obvious that Yulia was in a good mood.

Ysera had noticed this before.

When Yulia is at church, her tail will twitch slightly when she feels happy.

However, it was only a slight tremor.

That's completely different from today's situation.

"What's wrong with Yulia?"

Isera was surprised.

"Is Yulia so happy today?"

Previously, whether during her imprisonment in the church or when Thor brought her to meet him, she had never seen Julia so happy.

Now, Thor was sitting on the grass nearby, saying something.

Julia patiently picked up the pebbles on the grass, and when she heard what Thor said, a bright and charming smile appeared on her face.

This unfamiliar scene brought Ysera to a standstill.

She quickly realized what was happening.

"Is today the day Yulia regains her freedom?"

Tohru has a new dragon girl, Lillian, and Yulia is about to regain her freedom, so is that why she is so happy?

After realizing this.

Isera was both surprised and delighted, and decided to continue watching.

She found a stone pillar, hid behind it, and peeked out to continue observing the two people in the distance.

The two of them seemed to have no particular purpose; they just chatted aimlessly, occasionally digging up some stones and clearing away some weeds.

Dozens of stones had already been placed in the basket.

Clearly, they've been working here for a long time.

The two were oblivious to the gazes from afar, continuing their playful antics, digging for stones and clearing weeds, their expressions relaxed.

After an unknown amount of time, Yulia stopped what she was doing.

After finishing with the last stone, she stretched comfortably, fully displaying her alluring curves to Thor.

"Huh? What are they doing now?"

Isera narrowed her eyes, somewhat puzzled.

Julia walked up to Thor and placed her hand on his chest.

"What's this? A final fight before we part ways?"

"That's certainly very possible," Isera muttered to herself.

Imagination is humanity's weapon.

A grand story had already been woven in her mind.

Today is the day Julia and Thor part ways.

Thor decides to try calling Yulia "Mom" one last time, but Yulia refuses.

Then, Julia, having regained her freedom, could no longer tolerate it and got into a fight with Thor.

"Ugh, those two are really something."

Thinking about this, Ysera began to struggle with her decision.

"Should I side with Julia or Thor later?"

She entered a fantasy world.

"Taking Yulia's side would seem a bit biased..."

"Standing on Thor's side would be too obvious..."

"Sigh, it's a tough decision."

The power of imagination is boundless.

But clearly, that's not how it is in reality.

The next second, under Isera's gaze, Julia kissed her.

The last thing Ysera heard was, "You want a reward."

These are the words of Yulia.

These were actually Yulia's words.

Isera stared wide-eyed, speechless.

"This is simply..."

Ysera leaned back tactically and gasped.

She thought she was seeing things and rubbed her eyes.

Absolutely true.

She wasn't blind, nor was she hallucinating.

And so, Julia and Thor kissed.

"Why are you guys so skilled at this?!"

In an instant, scenes from the past flashed through her mind like a slideshow.

The first time I heard about the awkwardness of Yulia's coquettish manner when the two had a conflict.

The feeling of unease when Yulia suddenly came to him at night asking for clothes.

The awkwardness in Yulia's gaze towards Thor last night.

Everything is connected.

Ysera, leaning against the stone pillar, slowly squatted down, feeling incredulous.

She hid behind a pillar, leaning against it, rubbing her hair with both hands, her eyes fixed on the ants crawling on the ground.

On the yellowish-brown mud, swarms of ants, tiny black dots, worked together to carry a piece of minced meat.

"I was just a part of their play?" she muttered to herself.

"This is insane."