I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

No, are they still family members?

In an instant, Wayne saw himself in his past life during Chinese New Year, when he was being handed red envelopes by uncles and aunts from various families and casually touching them.

"Okay, Beneath."

Alice's mother gently covered her mouth with her paw and chuckled softly, looking at Wayne's slightly bewildered yet reluctant expression with a happy look on her face.

"You're going to spoil my little Wayne by giving her such an expensive gift on our first meeting."

She walked over and said gently to Wayne:

"Come on, baby, give the gold coin back to Auntie. Mommy will give you a bigger and prettier one later, okay?"

No, why is this part included?

All I can say is that Alice's mother, the silver dragon, really has the air of a human parent in some ways, even learning these social niceties.

Or perhaps this is a common reaction of all intelligent beings when faced with gifts from elders to younger generations?

Moreover, many of the items in Alice's mother's lair are either human-made products or items made by humanoid creatures.

The Dragon of Love.

After such a long tug-of-war, the classic ending was that Wayne accepted the gold coins, and then Benedict happily went to prepare the food, while Alice's mother smiled gently.

Only then did Wayne have the opportunity to ask about the griffin.

"You mean Benedict Cumberbatch...?"

She said softly:

"She's not one of my family members. If I had to say, she's more like a friend?"

Alice's tone was very serious.

"Little Wayne, your mother doesn't really like keeping dependents or using power or contracts to restrict the freedom of other lives. I believe that every intelligent being should have the right to choose its own path."

"Benny... she's the griffin I rescued many years ago during a blizzard. She was badly injured, and I happened to be passing by, so I brought her back and healed her."

Alice's eyes held a warm smile.

"After she recovered from her injuries, she offered to stay and help me manage the nest, as a way of repaying my kindness."

"Although I repeatedly emphasized that I did not need her to repay me and that I wanted her to live her own free life, Benny insisted that she liked the quiet environment here and enjoyed being with me."

"After a while, she stayed and became the steward of my lair. She was also one of the few friends I could talk to on this mountain, besides Lord Auguston and the others."

After saying this, Alice lowered her head and looked at Wayne gently.

"Don't worry, little Wayne. Benny is a very good griffin, not only loyal and reliable, but also very kind-hearted. You are my child, and she will definitely treat you as well as she treats me."

She blinked her icy blue eyes and added in a tone that was half-joking and half-serious.

"And, if little Wayne doesn't mind, she can absolutely treat Aunt Benedict as... well, a second mother! She'll be very happy!"

Holy crap, what's there to mind?

Having multiple mothers means having multiple paths; having multiple aunts means having multiple children. I, Wayne, am not usually argumentative, but I love recognizing mothers.

What could Wayne possibly have to say about something like this?

But the only thing Wayne wasn't entirely satisfied with was...

No, Mom, can't you save a dragon?

This way, Wayne will suddenly have another mother.

Just as Wayne was beginning to feel resentful...

A loud, energetic shout with a cheerful ending came from the depths of the lair, breaking Wayne's reverie.

"Dinner's ready!"

……

The food that the silver dragon prefers is obviously completely different from what the green dragon likes.

First, there's a fundamental difference in the menu. On the table in front of Wayne, there's no trace of any intelligent life form, not even scraps that look like parts of an intelligent being's body.

This alone is completely different from the abundant and natural eating style of Tia's mother in his memory and imagination.

Although Wayne and Tia's mother didn't spend a very long time together, and since he basically ate whatever Tia's mother gave him during his baby dragon stage without any choice, Wayne actually didn't see Tia's mother eating properly much.

But Wayne knew that Tia's mother, being a green dragon, certainly wouldn't mind eating some intelligent beings as side dishes, and Wayne was almost certain that Tia's mother had eaten humans.

But the Silver Dragon is different.

Wayne watched as Alice's mother, across from him, gracefully tore apart a large, perfectly roasted lamb, its surface crispy and its interior juicy, and its aroma filling the air. He simply couldn't imagine that this gentle, clear-eyed silver dragon, radiating an aura of order and kindness, would open her mouth and, with a "snap," bite off the head of some little person.

Or perhaps he was elegantly chewing on the limbs of some humanoid creature... The image was too beautiful for him to bear.

On the table, besides the main dishes of roasted lamb and stewed beef, there were various carefully prepared tubers and berries that exuded a fresh herbal aroma, and even some large nuts that looked like they were roasted and some kind of... toasted bread?

Although the sizes were enlarged many times to fit the size of the dragon, if you ignored the huge size difference, Wayne would almost think he was actually in a high-end barbecue restaurant in a human world.

Of course, if you ask whether there are any special foods unique to the Silver Dragon race, then there certainly are.

For example, right now—

With her beautiful silver scales covering her forepaws, the silver dragon Alice gracefully picked up a heavy silver coin, about the size of an adult human fist, from a small ice crystal bowl beside her. The coin was inlaid with intricate snowflake patterns on its edge and shimmered with pure silver light.

Then, under Wayne's gaze, which was so painful he could hardly breathe—

Alice casually tossed the silver coin into her mouth with a crunch, like eating potato chips, and began to chew it with gusto!

No, Mom, what are you doing?

Wayne was dumbfounded.

It's such a waste to throw a perfectly good silver coin into your mouth!

Seeing his perfectly good silver coins being eaten, Wayne was truly heartbroken, to the point that he could barely eat.

Whether they are gold dragons or silver dragons, metal dragons, like the five-colored dragons, are keen on collecting and possessing glittering treasures.

However, unlike most five-colored dragons that simply hoard treasures as symbols of wealth and power and as mattresses to sleep on, metal dragons actually consume precious metals!

This is not just due to some peculiar hobby.

More importantly, the metal dragons' unique and innate powerful digestive system and magical affinity allow them to truly extract pure magical energy and special nutrients from consuming precious metals.

These things can help them strengthen their scales, bones, and even enhance certain spell-like abilities.

Therefore, for metal dragons, consuming metal is both a pleasure and a source of nourishment.