This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Back home, Thor told everyone what had just happened.

Of course, the claim of John Farrell being a reincarnation was omitted.

He only mentioned that he was threatened by the regulators and asked to go to the capital to become His Majesty's henchman.

Ysera had recovered from her Joker mode and was now calm, somewhat surprised:

"Did the regulators take action themselves?"

"Even I don't know what she really is."

Even at Ysera's level, she had only heard of the name of the Overseer.

There is a rumor that there is a person codenamed "The Regulator".

She was directly managed by Princess Enor.

No one has ever seen her make a move.

Because she never failed, everyone who saw her true face is dead.

Seeing that the Thors were alright, Yulia thought it wasn't a big deal.

"It's a good thing to be favored by Her Majesty the Kingdom's Princess," Julia said.

"Wouldn't that make you tons of money?!"

"Money?" Thor shook his head. "Are we short of money?"

It's obvious that what the family lacks isn't money.

What's needed now is just a period of stable development.

After all, with the system in place, all I need to do is honestly complete the tasks.

Unless there are special circumstances, there is no need to risk one's life.

Julia noticed the faint bloodstains on Thor's neck.

"Huh? Young Master, you're injured?!"

Although the other party did not make a move, the sharp blade caused minor cuts to the skin.

She wagged her tail, stood on tiptoe, put her hands on Thor's shoulders, tilted her head, and began to lick her wounds with her tongue.

The glistening saliva was accompanied by waves of itching.

Yulia's licking was devoid of technique, driven entirely by emotion, and her face even revealed an expression of ecstasy.

Thor noticed Ysera's strange gaze from afar and silently patted Julia on the shoulder.

My advice is, don't do that now.

Thor kindly suggested that Julia stop.

Yulia did indeed stop.

Ysera snorted coldly, seemingly unconcerned.

"I'm fine, you guys continue."

I don't know if it's due to emotional intelligence or some other reason.

Isera told her to continue, and she did.

After hearing what the saintess said, she stuck out her tongue again.

As if to prove herself, Ysera put on a deliberate smile.

"See? I told you you should have told me sooner."

Even if you two are being so shy and showing off your affection, I won't react much.

"I can accept your relationship, and it doesn't bother me."

Despite this, Thor still made Julia stop.

He was genuinely worried about Isela's mental state.

There are already enough abnormal women out there; Ysera would be better off being normal. That was Thor's thought.

He pushed away Julia, who was skilled in ventriloquism, who was in front of him.

"Alright, Julia, that's enough for now."

"Okay, we'll talk about it tonight..." Yulia whispered.

Thor noticed that Ysera's eye twitched slightly.

"Yes, we should apply some ointment tonight," Thor added.

Ysera remained expressionless, cold-blooded like a seasoned assassin; it was unclear whether she had taken his words to heart.

Thor sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

To ease the awkward atmosphere.

He cleared his throat, changed the subject, and said:

"Speaking of which, I still need to prepare for the move."

"We're moving to the capital city of Wilt tomorrow."

Isera nodded without changing her expression.

"You guys go ahead with your work, I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

After saying that, she tidied her somewhat messy hair, transforming herself back into the elegant and intellectual saintly lady.

Then, she turned around and walked alone toward the door to leave.

Thor called to Ysera as she reached the entrance.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Normally, once Thor and his party leave, Ysera will no longer see the two of them.

Miss Saint must be feeling quite lonely.

At the moment of parting, she should have said goodbye to Julia.

They just left like that?

A crisp, cheerful laugh drifted in from the entrance hall.

"It's okay."

"We'll see each other again soon."

After saying that, Ysera pushed open the door and left this place of trouble.

The atmosphere in the room eased again after she left.

Lillian, who had been standing as punishment for a long time, finally ran over to Julia with small, quick steps and tugged at the hem of her skirt.

"Your Majesty, what were you doing just now?"

Are your friends playing around?

Lillian's face was a mixture of excitement and curiosity.

She didn't quite understand interpersonal relationships and interpreted it all as a game.

"Children don't need to know these things."

Yulia's words brought her back to reality.

"All right......"

Lillian's focus is always different from everyone else's.

She looked at the food on the table, pursed her lips, and swallowed.

On the table, the once steaming soup and roast chicken had lost their temperature and their aroma had faded.

"The food's all cold?!"

Looking at the food on the table, Lillian's eyes revealed a look of regret, as if her life had been drained away.

Thor now accepts Lillian as the only normal person in the family.

This child is just a bit silly and cute.

The brain's thinking process is still relatively normal.

At least, compared to the others, that's the case...

"I'm not eating. You can eat if you want," Thor said.

After such a commotion, even if David came, he would lose his appetite.

Upon hearing Thor's words, Lillian's face immediately lit up.

Wow! Really?!

She clasped her hands tightly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Eat up, I'm not kidding you."

Lillian immediately ran to Thor's seat and reached out to grab Thor's roast chicken.

As a result, the plate containing the roast chicken was snatched away by a pair of hands.

Lillian stared blankly at the owner of those hands.

The person in the world who was kindest to her—Yulia—seized the plate of roast chicken before she could.

"Be hygienic, Lillian!"

Don't eat what other people have eaten!

While Lillian was still bowing her head in grievance, Thor was already laughing in exasperation.

"Are you crazy?" he said sincerely.

"Just a plate of roast chicken."

Yulia has her own plans.

She pushed her roast chicken toward Lillian.

"Take it and eat it, I've given you mine."

"As for the young master's, he's mine."

Yulia ate more of the leftover roast chicken.

Lillian's earlier frustration vanished when she saw that she could eat more roast chicken.

Thor was also relieved. "That's more like it."

Lillian also switched to sycophant mode.

"His Majesty is the best to me!"

Yulia smiled without saying a word.

"Seeing you all getting along so well, I'm relieved."

Thor even wanted to make up a story called "Julia's Feast".

This is to commemorate Julia's generosity.

"I'm going to the basement to check some things. You guys continue eating."

Yulia playfully stuck out her tongue and said, "Roger that!"

After Thor left, Lillian immediately went into berserk mode, devouring the chicken that Yulia had roasted until it was charred.

It was obvious that Yulia's piece of chicken was overcooked.

But Lillian didn't care about any of that; as long as it was meat, it was good.

As she ate, she noticed that Yulia in the distance was acting a little strange.

"Your Majesty, why aren't you eating?"

In her field of vision, Yulia would sometimes take a deep breath through her nose, inhaling the aroma of the roasted chicken, putting on a show of "superb lung inhalation"; other times she would lick the edge of the roasted chicken with her tongue, savoring it carefully.

This doesn't look like eating food; it looks more like savoring the aroma, appreciating an inedible delicacy.

"Besides the smell of chicken and spices, what other smells are there?" Lillian asked curiously.

"Children shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing," Yulia warned.

"All right......"

Lillian didn't understand any of this and continued eating.