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

The silver dragon crouched down, his tone serious: "Go to the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest and find Her Majesty. Tell her that the Water Dragon Clan is asking about the King's Consort, and ask her how to respond."

The little dragon yawned, its silvery-white tail tip swaying gently. It nodded obediently, repeating the mission instructions under its breath: "Go to the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest, find Her Majesty. Tell her the Water Dragon Clan is asking about the King Consort, and ask her what to do..."

As it muttered to itself, it flapped its wings and took flight, wobbling, toward the direction of the Night Dragon's Nest.

But as it flew, the sentences it muttered began to distort uncontrollably due to drowsiness.

"Go to the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest and find Her Majesty. Tell her about the Water Dragon Clan's question regarding the King Consort... ask her... what her response was..."

It flew while muttering to itself, but its eyelids grew heavier and heavier, the frequency of its wingbeats slowed down, and the words it uttered began to veer off course uncontrollably:

"Go to the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest and find the King's Consort. Tell him that the Water Dragon Clan is asking about His Majesty... asking... how to answer..."

After flying for a while longer, the content had become completely unrecognizable:

"Go to the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest... and find the King Consort. Ask him what the Water Dragon Clan should do if they want to find a King Consort."

The morning breeze blew past its ears, scattering its incoherent murmurs into fragments.

Xiao Long tilted his head and thought the way it sounded pretty good, so he remembered it.

It sneezed, shook its head, and continued to fly slowly forward, its small, silvery-white figure gradually merging into the rosy dawn.

Meanwhile, in the main hall plaza of the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest.

As the morning light gradually brightened, the campfire had mostly died down, with only a few embers still emitting wisps of smoke.

The stone platform was piled high with cleanly gnawed bones, and the air was filled with the smoky aroma of roasted meat and the sweet scent of honey.

Everything was harmonious, except for the atmosphere, which had escalated from a "dispute over lodging" to a new stage of "territorial declaration".

Eluvia sat next to Luo Ye, her golden vertical pupils fixed on Serafina, who was leisurely sipping tea across from her. The more she looked, the more her possessiveness surged and boiled within her.

From the moment she started, Serafina was leisurely sipping tea by the campfire, her silvery-white eyes occasionally sweeping over, a calm smile playing on her lips that infuriated Eluvia no matter how she looked at it.

The more Eluvia looked, the more a sour feeling welled up inside her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this old woman lingering here was really an eyesore.

She has to do something.

We need to let this old woman know who this stupid dragon knight really is.

So she made a decision that, in retrospect, would make her so ashamed she'd roll around in bed with embarrassment—

She got up and walked straight to Luo Ye, turned around, and plopped down in his lap.

The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Luo Ye was tidying up the barbecue skewers when suddenly a warm little black dragon appeared in his arms.

He looked down and saw a head of deep purple hair, a pair of slightly trembling dragon horns, and two small hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.

"……His Majesty?"

"Don't speak!" Iluvia interrupted him sharply, but her voice involuntarily softened.

"I...I just felt the wind was a bit strong, so I borrowed yours to block the wind. Don't overthink it."

As she spoke, she pressed her back even closer to his chest.

The jet-black dragon tail peeked out from under the skirt and skillfully wrapped around Luo Ye's calf. The pom-pom at the tip of the tail gently hooked his ankle, as if declaring some kind of inviolable sovereignty.

Having done all this, Eluvia proudly raised her head, her golden vertical pupils burning with undisguised provocation as she stared directly at Serafina opposite her.

The meaning in his eyes was clear: See? He's mine! You'd better get out of here!

Serafina paused slightly in her teacup, a hint of surprise flashing in her silver eyes before turning into a deep smile.

She wasn't angry, jealous, or even showed any dissatisfaction.

She simply watched the scene quietly, her gaze shifting back and forth between Luo Ye and Eluvia, and then she smiled.

There was no mockery or jealousy in that smile; instead, it carried an indescribable tenderness and affection.

Hmm, this scene—

Luo Ye sat in the middle, with a puffed-up little black dragon nestled in her arms, while she sat opposite her quietly watching.

Well, isn't this just a family of three?

The more Serafina thought about it, the more harmonious and beautiful the scene seemed. Her smile deepened, and she couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Eluvia noticed Seraphina's inexplicable smile, and her guard instantly went up: "What are you laughing at!"

Seraphina picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said casually, "It's nothing, I just think you're very cute."

"Cute?!"

Eluvia's voice suddenly rose, and a blush spread from the tips of her ears all the way down her neck, even the base of her dragon horns turning a faint pink.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I am the ferocious Dragon King of the Night, the ruler of shadows!"

"How dare you describe me as cute? What kind of eyes do you have?!"

Serafina watched as her face turned red and her neck thickened, and the smile in her silver eyes grew even stronger.

She stopped teasing the ruffled little black dragon and instead slowly sent a private message to Luo Ye through their soul connection:

"How is it? Is Eluvia comfortable to hold? She's so small, isn't she easy to hug?"

Luo Ye's body stiffened slightly.

He looked down at the little black dragon in his arms, who was still baring its teeth at Serafina, feeling the warmth of the small dragon body through the fabric, and the soft touch of the dragon tail wrapped around his calves.

And the little hands in my arms had somehow changed from clutching his skirt to clutching his clothes, which made me feel terrible.

I enjoy it, but I'm also afraid of getting an electric shock for no reason.

Luo Ye took a deep breath and silently replied with the two words "Serafina" in his mind:

"……fine."

"Not bad? That means it's very comfortable." Serafina's voice carried an undisguised playfulness.

"She seems to be sitting quite comfortably; her tail is almost wrapped around your knees. Why don't you give her a massage of her dragon horns? Let her experience it too?"

"..."

Luo Ye decided to refuse to answer and mentally raised the level of Seraphina's demonic nature by another level.

However, he had to admit that the little black dragon in his arms was indeed very comfortable to hold.

She was petite and slender, and nestled perfectly in his arms.

His long, deep purple hair brushed against his chin, carrying a faint floral scent.

Unlike the cool fragrance of Serafina's Moonflower, it is warmer and more vibrant, like some unknown wildflower secretly blooming in the night.

Moreover, her body temperature is slightly higher than that of humans, and a warm feeling emanates from her clothes, which is especially comfortable in the cool morning breeze of the mountains.

The dragon tail wrapped around his calf swayed gently in rhythm with her speech, and the fluffy pom-pom at the tip of the tail occasionally brushed against his ankle, causing a slight tickle.

Luo Ye had to admit:

Big has its advantages, and small has its advantages; no wonder everyone's XP is different.