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

Seraphina picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and spoke casually, yet revealed a secret that shocked everyone present:

"It is a special creature that was spontaneously nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Silver Moon Peak. Its bloodline is unique and it is extremely rare on the continent—the Void-Breaking Dragon."

"It possesses an innate talent for penetrating the void, making it immune to over 90% of the magic on the continent. Whether it's a magical barrier or a dragon's seal, it's like a layer of mist in front of it, easily passing through."

"This naturally includes the Shadow Barrier that your Night Dragon Nest is so proud of."

Upon hearing this, all the dragons present were stunned.

The black dragon guards lying on the rock platform suddenly raised their heads, their amber vertical pupils widening in disbelief.

The Shadow Barrier surrounding the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest was a top-tier defensive barrier personally laid down by the first Dragon King. It had never been breached by any external enemy for tens of thousands of years. Yet now, a tiny creature, not even as tall as an adult dragon's knee, had passed through it like a water mist.

"This...this is impossible!"

A burly black dragon guard blurted out, his voice filled with shock.

Upon hearing this, the little silver dragon proudly raised its head, its silvery-white tail swaying smugly behind it.

It stood up, shook its wrinkled wings, and gave off a "no problem, no problem" look, its tail held even higher.

However, before it could even boast, its belly preemptively launched into a lengthy discourse—

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—"

A loud growl from its stomach mercilessly exposed its imposing demeanor.

The little silver dragon froze, its wings that had just been raised drooping instantly, its proud little head drooping, and its ears pressed tightly against the top of its head.

It raised its head slightly, its large, wet, amber eyes staring intently at the roast meat and honey bread on the stone table, its mouth practically drooling.

Eluvia paused for two seconds, then couldn't help but burst out laughing, her clear laughter filling the square.

She casually picked up a skewer of glistening, fragrant grilled ribs, waved it at the little silver dragon, and said generously and indulgently, "Are you starving? Come and eat, eat as much as you want, there's plenty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

The little silver dragon instantly revived, its eyes shining like two dazzling stars. It fluttered its thin, translucent wings and stumbled to the stone table, unceremoniously taking the roasted ribs and burying its head in frantically eating rice.

It ate at an astonishing speed, devouring a whole rib in no time. Each of its two small front paws held a piece of roasted meat, and it wolfed it down, its mouth stuffed full, while it mumbled and ravenously praised the meat:

"Waaaaah, thank you so much, Lord Eternal Night Dragon King! You're so kind, so gentle, and so wonderful!"

"Not only is she so beautiful, but she also has such a kind heart! Even better than my Emperor—"

The words abruptly stopped.

The little silver dragon, with half a piece of meat in its mouth, was stiff all over, its pupils slightly contracted, and it cautiously glanced at Serafina, whose face was gradually turning gloomy, out of the corner of its eye. It was extremely cowardly in an instant.

The air fell silent instantly, and an awkward atmosphere quietly spread.

"So what if you're better than me? Better to you than me? Hmm?"

Seraphina put down her teacup, her silver eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile that was both incredibly gentle and dangerous played on her lips. She slowly began to speak.

"Go on, I'm listening."

The little silver dragon shook its head frantically, burying its head in the roasted meat, pretending that nothing had happened and that it hadn't said or done anything, its main strategy being to play dead to save its life.

But it's naturally talkative and can't stay still at all.

Less than two seconds later, it raised its greasy little head again, its bright, sparkling eyes fixed on Eluvia's long hair, and once again launched into its mindless praise mode:

"Lord Eternal Night Dragon King, your hair is so beautiful! It's deep purple, as gorgeous as the starry night sky!"

Eluvia was about to pick up the next skewer of grilled meat when she heard this, she paused, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up: "Hmph, of course, I am the best—"

She was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly noticed that Serafina's face had darkened.

A faint blue vein throbbed on her forehead, her fingers holding the teacup tightened slightly, and her silver eyes churned with a complex emotion of "you little traitor."

Why would your own dragon lavishly praise another's dragon king in front of outsiders?

Where do we put our pride?

Seeing this, Eluvia laughed even harder and handed the little silver dragon a piece of honey bread: "Eat more, there's more if you're still hungry, eat as much as you want!"

"Thank you, sister! You're the most beautiful dragon I've ever seen!" The little silver dragon was incredibly sweet-talking, frantically sticking to Eluvia.

Serafina: "..."

As she watched her little dragon shower Eluvia with praise, almost uttering the treasonous statement that he was "better than His Majesty," a dark line appeared on her forehead.

This traitorous little thing, I'll deal with it properly later.

[System Notification: The Little Silver Dragon has triggered its passive skill, "Indiscriminate Praise"! It has successfully pleased the Eternal Night Dragon King, but has also successfully angered its own boss!]

[System comment: Good job, kid, but your Moon Essence Dew for next month might be reset to zero. My condolences.]

In this subtle yet humorous atmosphere, breakfast finally came to a slow end.

The little silver dragon finally ate and drank its fill, then lay contentedly on the stone platform, its little belly bulging like a round cotton candy, its fluffy tail occasionally swishing lightly, clearly completely satisfied.

Seraphina stood up, raised her hand to tidy her long, silvery hair at her temples, glanced at the little silver dragon who was slumped over like a ball with her silver eyes, and said with a helpless smile, "Are you full? If you're full, then leave. Don't continue to embarrass yourself here."

The little silver dragon climbed up from the stone platform, patted its round belly, and bowed deeply to Eluvia:

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Eternal Night Dragon King! You are truly a wonderful dragon! I will definitely come back to eat here again—"

Before it could finish speaking, Serafina grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and carried it away.

Serafina, carrying the little silver dragon that was flapping its tiny claws and waving goodbye, calmly walked up to Luo Ye.

As they brushed past each other, she suddenly turned slightly to the side, bringing her head close. Her warm breath brushed against Luo Ye's earlobe, and she lowered her voice, uttering a soft whisper that only the two of them could hear.

"I'll make a note of the Water Dragon Clan's account for you; it's best if you don't recognize it."

After saying that, she used the cover of her wide sleeves to lightly pinch the soft flesh on his side, and then delivered a swift and fatal blow.

The force was tricky and ambiguous, carrying a strong sense of revenge.

Luo Ye shuddered violently, her legs went weak, and she almost stumbled and lost her balance.

Before he could react, Serafina had already withdrawn her hand, her posture still elegant and composed, as if her cunning little tricks had never happened.

Her cool voice drifted gently on the wind, carrying a hint of languid laughter:

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. I have a pretty good relationship with the Water Dragon King."

Seraphina didn't turn around, but merely turned her head slightly, her silvery-white eyes curving into two dangerous crescents in the morning light:

"So, my dear Dragon Knight—you'd better really not know her."

"otherwise……"

PS:

First, stack the armor.

Eluvia is a giant dragon that is 4800 years old. Her body is hundreds of meters long, weighs thousands of tons, and can breathe fire!

Alright, that's enough. I hope the plot in the next few days will be explosive! If you're going to shock me, then shock the readers!

ღ( ´･ᴗ･` ) Sending love