Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

Serafina was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly. Her gentle laughter spread slowly through the soul connection, carrying a hint of stubborn composure.

"Who cares about this grumpy, arrogant, and temperamental little guy?"

"When I was little, I was soft, cute, clingy and adorable, but as I grew up, I became more and more difficult and my temper became more and more fiery. I've completely gone astray."

Luo Ye was slightly taken aback, and an image involuntarily surfaced in his mind:

A tiny, palm-sized dragon covered in black downy fur flapped its still-developing wings and stumbled along behind the holy and elegant silver dragon, asking questions and playing around in its childish voice.

...They're actually quite cute.

"You've seen her when she was little?" Luo Ye asked in surprise.

Serafina flapped her wings smoothly, the dragon wings cutting through layers of thin clouds, her movements elegant and composed.

She remained silent for a few breaths, as if gently turning the pages of an old, dusty memory, her tone distant and tender.

"Of course I've seen it."

"Her mother and I... used to be good friends."

Luo Ye was slightly taken aback.

He initially thought that the relationship between Serafina and Eluvia was just "an accidental intersection between two dragon kings with opposing attributes," but he never expected that there was such a deep connection behind it.

"Eluvia's mother?" he couldn't help but ask.

Serafina nodded gently, her gaze piercing through the layers of mist, landing on the sleeping Eluvia in her arms, her eyes filled with tender reminiscence and a touch of melancholy.

"Elvia's mother, named Elena, was the wife of the former Eternal Night Dragon King."

"She is the female dragon with the purest bloodline and the most outstanding talent among the Eternal Night Dragon Clan in tens of thousands of years. I first met her at the All-Domain Dragon Alliance Conference five thousand years ago."

"At that time, I had just succeeded to the throne of the Silver Dragon King. I was young and impetuous, and I harbored deep-seated racial prejudices, and I hated all the members of the Eternal Night Dragon Clan from the bottom of my heart."

"After all, the relationship between the Silvermoon Dragon Clan and the Eternal Night Dragon Clan was worse than you can imagine back then."

"But Elena is different."

A faint smile appeared on Serafina's lips:

She strode over, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "You're the new Silver Dragon King? You're quite handsome. Want to fight me? The loser buys a drink."

"I was stunned. This guy was being way too presumptuous."

Luo Ye: "...So you fought with her?"

"I hit him."

"Who's winning?"

Serafina paused for a moment: "...I bought her the drink."

Luo Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud, but quickly suppressed it for fear of waking the person in his arms, though his shoulders were still shaking.

"So she beat you up?"

"That's called a friendly spar," Serafina said calmly, but Luo Ye swore he saw the edges of her dragon wings tighten slightly.

"After all, she was one of the strongest fighters of the Eternal Night Dragon Clan at the time, and she was already 13,000 years old. I was so young, and I had just inherited the throne. It's not shameful for me to lose to her."

"Yes, it's not shameful." Luo Ye nodded seriously.

"I just bought her a drink."

"...If you laugh again, I'll throw you off the chair."

"I was wrong."

Luo Ye immediately admitted defeat, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Serafina glanced at Luo Ye and continued:

"So, that's just who she is."

"They are passionate and straightforward, never beating around the bush, and have a clear sense of right and wrong. They are loyal and devoted to their friends, willing to go to great lengths for them, and are willing to give their all for their loved ones, even if it means fighting against their entire tribe."

She paused slightly, a faint sigh tinging her voice.

"So when she later told me that she had decided to marry the Eternal Night Dragon King at the time, I wasn't surprised at all."

"Because that man is worth her giving everything for."

"So, what kind of person is Eluvia's father?" Luo Ye asked casually.

Seraphina remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:

"He was a man of few words. He was not good with words, rarely smiled, and always had a stern face, as if the whole world owed him money."

"But he was unusually gentle with Elena."

"How good is he? So good that the entire dragon race knows that the Eternal Night Dragon King fears nothing but his wife's anger."

"He was so good to Elena that he repeatedly rejected her, even though he knew he was cursed not to live past six thousand years old."

Luo Ye remained silent, not interrupting.

"But you know Elena, she never listens to anyone who says it's impossible."

"She only believes in what she herself has decided."

Luo Ye looked down at Eluvia in his arms and asked softly, "And then what? Why did he agree?"

Serafina was silent for a few moments, then her tone softened slightly.

"...One day, after drinking too much, I was cornered at the entrance of Elena's lair. The rest of the story is not suitable for young men."

Luo Ye almost choked on his own saliva.

He shouldn't have laughed, but Serafina's serious remark that "not suitable for young dragons" made him unable to hold back.

He was about to say something when he suddenly felt the little black dragon in his arms stir.

Luo Ye looked down and saw Eluvia wrinkling her nose and whimpering, as if disturbed in her dream. Then, still half asleep, she snuggled closer to him, burying her face deeper into his chest, and mumbled something in a low voice:

"Foolish dragon knight, this king is going to sleep..."

Luo Ye immediately shut up, even slowing down her breathing.

But then he felt a warm, damp sensation on his arm.

He looked down—

The suspicious glint of moisture at the corner of Eluvia's mouth had unknowingly seeped into a small patch and clung to his sleeve.

"..."

Serafina's voice drifted from ahead, tinged with a hint of schadenfreude:

"Oh, ambergris. Top-quality ambergris. It's said to have medicinal uses. Do you want to keep it?"

"...Spare me."

Luo Ye lowered his voice and carefully tried to pull his sleeve out, but Eluvia unconsciously gripped it even tighter.

He looked down at Eluvia, who was sleeping soundly and defenseless in his arms, and suddenly understood her stubbornness and awkwardness.

"...A taciturn, reserved dragon king, and a straightforward, outspoken dragon queen."

"So, Eluvia's personality is—she inherited her father's stubbornness and her mother's bluntness?"

"...You summarized it pretty quickly."

"So how did her father reject her mother back then?"

"This? That's pretty old-fashioned."

"Her father said with a stern face, 'I don't deserve it,' 'You deserve better'—and then her mother slapped him on the back of the head and said, 'You don't get to decide, I do.'"

Luo Ye looked down at Eluvia, who was sleeping in his arms.

An image flashed into my mind: the young black dragon cub, with a stern face, saying, "I don't need your help," before being slapped on the back of the head.

He couldn't hold back and laughed out loud: "...Genes are something you really can't lie about."

"What strange things are you imagining?" Serafina asked warily.

PS: This chapter fills in the gaps in Chapter 25 regarding Seraphina's sudden appearance, Chapter 110 regarding the elders' conversation, and also regarding Elvia's subtle attitude towards Seraphina.