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

"when!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

The blade struck the wrist precisely, but instead of cutting through the skin, it felt as if it were slicing through an incredibly hard dragon scale. The blade tip slid away, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Luo Ye: "..."

He looked down at his undamaged wrist, then at the dagger in his hand that could cut through iron like mud, and fell silent.

The scene became very awkward.

[System's comment: Host, are you serious?]

[You're now a hidden class Dragon Knight at LV29. All your stats have been multiplied many times over by the power of dragons, and your skin is as tough as dragon scales. You think you can cut through it with a regular steel dagger? Why don't you go buy a block of tofu and practice your skills first?]

[System's helpful suggestion: Stop making things difficult with ordinary weapons. We recommend switching to the Dragon Clan's divine weapon—the Moon Mark Spear!]

Luo Ye's lips twitched violently. He gripped the completely ruined steel dagger between his fingers, staring at the scratches left by slipping on it, feeling numb.

He obediently raised his hand and gently sheathed the utterly useless dagger back into its sheath beside his pillow, his movements slow and careful, as if afraid that the clanging of metal would disturb the sleeping Eluvia.

Then, he looked around, his gaze finally settling on the long spear leaning quietly against the wall—

Moon-marked spear.

The entire gun was translucent and white, without the slightest hint of fierceness or arrogance. Under the shadowy light of dark purple, it shone with a gentle, cool moonlight.

The gun body is engraved with countless ancient patterns, layer upon layer, intertwined, with an ancient will that has been dormant for millions of years lying dormant within, waiting only for the holder to awaken and resonate with it.

Luo Ye stood up and walked forward, reaching out to grasp the cool gun barrel.

The moment his fingertips touched the gun, a familiar, warm sensation spread throughout his body from his palm, instantly resonating with the Silver Moon Power within him.

The familiar cool scent instantly enveloped my body; it was the unique fragrance of Serafina.

Holding this gun felt like touching the Silver Moon Dragon King, who was always aloof and cold, yet held a tender side only towards him.

Luo Ye looked down at the gun barrel shimmering with moonlight, his chaotic thoughts churning uncontrollably, and vivid images flashing through his mind.

He recalled the moon that never faded atop Silver Moon Peak, and the aloof figure overlooking the mountains and rivers.

I recall her stunning profile under the moonlit night, her silver hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes holding a whole galaxy of stars, so breathtaking that I couldn't look away.

He also recalled her adorable appearance when she was jealous and awkward, stubborn but soft-hearted.

Despite feeling deeply hurt and wronged, she would never make a scene; instead, she would only utter a few cold, possessive words of reproach.

"I'll make a note of the Water Dragon Clan's debt for you."

"You'd better really not know her."

"otherwise……"

The unspoken words concealed countless suppressed emotions: a test, jealousy, and also her own clumsy love.

Luo Ye's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the gun barrel, a pang of bitter guilt rising in his heart.

He lied to her too many times and kept too many things from her.

If I just leave like this, that proud and stubborn Silver Moon Dragon King will definitely be angry.

A thought suddenly occurred to him—

Should we... sneak a peek at Silvermoon Peak before we leave?

Even just a glance.

Even just a glimpse from afar.

But as soon as this thought arose, Luo Ye forcefully suppressed it.

No.

Absolutely no go.

He knew Serafina too well.

The seemingly aloof and superior Silver Moon Dragon King, once he sets his mind on someone, is more obsessed than anyone else.

If Seraphina could just walk away, then she wouldn't be Seraphina.

Luo Ye gently exhaled the stale air from her mouth, forcibly clearing away all the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

There is only one most important thing right now.

Redeem Eluvia and break the shackles of her destiny.

The sharp tip of the Moonmark Spear is imbued with pure and powerful lunar spiritual energy, its cold white light shimmering and flashing. Its sharp blade is enough to shatter all mortal barriers and dragon scales.

Luo Ye raised his hand, gently placing the tip of the spear against his wrist, and lightly traced a line—

"laugh!"

The skin, which was as strong as dragon scales, split open with a clean wound, and hot, bright red blood gushed out instantly, dripping down the tip of the spear and gleaming with a faint dark golden light in the dimly lit chamber.

That is the blood of a dragon knight who has fused the power of three dragons; it is the unique source of life on this continent.

[System Highlight: The ultimate destiny sacrifice has officially begun! The lifespan extraction mechanism has been loaded! The curse purification link has been successfully connected!]

[System Commentary: Finally, we've used the right tools! If the host had acted decisively earlier, we wouldn't have been in such a mess!]

Luo Ye ignored the system's various sarcastic remarks and mechanical prompts, his eyes fixed only on the little girl sleeping soundly on the pillow.

He leaned down slightly and gently brought his bleeding wrist to Eluvia's soft, pink lips, patiently waiting for her to absorb the primordial essence.

But the next second, something interesting happened.

While asleep, Eluvia keenly sensed the unfamiliar warm touch on her lips. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her pink lips pursed tightly, and her head turned away instinctively, her cute little face full of resistance.

It was as if it was resisting the slightly cool, faint scent of blood carrying a hint of spiritual energy.

Looking at her extremely picky little face, Luo Ye couldn't help but laugh and cry.

He lowered his voice, suppressed his breathing, and whispered teasingly in her ear, his tone both indulgent and helpless: "Your Majesty, am I being too picky about food?"

He moved his wrist closer to her mouth, but Eluvia wouldn't cooperate. She even raised her small hand and waved it like she was swatting a mosquito, mumbling indistinctly:

"No...it's bitter...it tastes awful..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she buried herself in the soft plush cushion, her face completely buried in the blankets, curled up, and adopted a haughty "refuse to eat to the end" attitude before continuing to sleep soundly.

Luo Ye: "..."

This silly little dragon, who usually wants to gnaw off his fingers when he's fighting over roasted meat, now complains that his blood tastes bad.

Is his blood really that bad?

[System: Hahaha, the Eternal Night Dragon King is being extremely picky about food! Please note, your essence blood is being wasted! Every drop of your primordial essence blood is equivalent to the host's lifespan. Host, stop the damage immediately!]

Seeing the dark golden blood dripping from her wrist and sliding down her lips, wasting it all, Luo Ye felt a pang of heartache.

This is his lifespan, his very life force!

This silly little dragon was half asleep, yet he was still being picky.

Luo Ye sighed helplessly, completely defeated by his proud and spoiled little dragon king.

"Fine, I give up."

"Since you won't open your mouth obediently, then I'll have to resort to a more domineering approach."