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

"Alright, alright, I'm full."

Despite Luo Ye's attempts to stop her, Eluvia finally stopped feeding him, squatted down in front of him, rested her chin on her hands, and carefully examined his entire face.

She looked at it very carefully, meticulously examining even the complexion of the eyebrows and eyes, the condition of the skin, and the rhythm of breathing, for fear of missing the slightest abnormality.

She observed him carefully for a while, then moved closer, her small nose almost touching his chin, and smelled his scent. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him did she breathe a sigh of relief.

His complexion was rosy and healthy, his breathing was steady and strong, his heartbeat was calm and regular, and even his aura was stronger than before.

If it weren't for his glaring white short hair constantly reminding her that something was wrong, she would almost have believed that he had just "dyed his hair for fun" last night.

But it was that head of white hair that always weighed on her heart.

After taking all the supplements, my complexion improved and my energy was restored.

Why is my hair still white?

If the root cause is truly damaged, supplements should gradually take effect.

But his white hair still showed no signs of turning black.

Eluvia frowned, a thoughtful glint flashing in her golden vertical pupils.

No.

She has to go to the treasure vault again.

Previously, they had only taken tonics and spiritual materials; the deepest part of the treasure vault also contained a large number of ancient texts and documents about the origins of the dragon race. Perhaps some of these records can explain this phenomenon.

"I'm going to the treasure vault to find something else." She stood up, dusted off her skirt, and waved casually at Luo Ye.

"Don't wander off, stay here and wait for me."

Seeing her feigned ease but actually deep worry, Luo Ye smiled gently and nodded, "I understand, I won't move around, I'll wait for you to come back."

Having received a reply, Eluvia immediately turned and hurried away, her petite figure disappearing into the end of the corridor with a hint of urgency.

The meditation room instantly returned to silence, with only the elegant fragrance slowly wafting through the air.

The gentle smile on Luo Ye's face slowly faded, and the warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a faint weariness and helplessness.

He slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it against his burning chest.

The crack in the reverse scale was still slightly hot, and the domineering and violent source of fire was like a sleeping beast that turned over and continued to lie dormant.

He could feel the spiritual power of those rare treasures rapidly dissipating within his body, like sand slipping through his fingers, impossible to grasp.

His body had long been completely depleted by the price of defying the heavens to break the curse; no amount of rare and precious materials could cure the root cause.

The brief recovery is nothing but a mirage.

Luo Ye slowly stood up, his posture upright yet carrying a faint sense of loneliness, and slowly walked towards his resting room.

……

On the other side, Elvia ran towards the treasure vault, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

"That wretched, stupid dragon knight! All he does is say embarrassing things!"

She muttered to herself as she ran, but a slight smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

But this sweet flutter didn't last long in her heart.

As she rushed to the imposing, heavy gates of the treasure vault, her steps abruptly halted, and she abruptly stopped her frantic run.

A cool breeze from the corridor drifted through the window, ruffling her snow-white skirt and extinguishing all the smiles on her face.

She slowly lowered her head, staring at her small hands that had just cupped Luo Ye's cheeks; her slightly cool palms seemed to still retain the boy's warm body temperature.

The scene from just now kept replaying in his mind—Luo Ye's smiling eyes, gentle tone, and the two streaks of bright red blood slowly sliding down his nose.

He spoke with such passion and charm, his excuses so perfect they were impeccable, yet the lingering doubt in Eluvia's heart remained unshaken.

"You're kidding..."

She gently bit her pink lower lip, her brows furrowing slightly, and murmured to herself:

"Who gets a nosebleed just from looking at something twice..."

That idiot dragon knight is definitely trying to fool her, deliberately changing the subject to cover up the real problem.

But what exactly is he hiding?

The bizarre scene of the Grand Elder kneeling down and apologizing with tears in his eyes this morning, the strange change in Luo Ye's hair turning white overnight, and the fact that his body, despite consuming countless treasures, still harbors hidden dangers—all these incongruous fragments rapidly pieced together in her mind.

Is it related to the Grand Elder? Or is it related to the curse?

What is it that I don't know?

Filled with doubt and panic, her chest tightened. Without further hesitation, Eluvia pushed open the heavy doors of the treasury and went inside.

This time, she completely ignored the mountains of rare and precious materials and priceless treasures piled up on both sides.

Those treasures, any one of which could shake the balance of power on the continent, held no appeal for her at this moment.

She lifted her foot and strode quickly toward the deepest part of the treasure trove, the area where very few people ventured.

The bookshelves here are twice as tall as those outside, almost reaching the dark purple magic patterns flowing on the dome.

Rows of antique bookshelves are neatly arranged with yellowed and dried ancient animal hide scrolls, cracked and worn ancient leather manuscripts, and blue stone books engraved with obscure dragon language runes. Each item carries the secrets of the rise and fall of the Eternal Night Dragon Clan over tens of thousands of years.

Elvia stood on tiptoe, stretching her slender arms out to pull out a thick book, "The Dragon Knight's Manual," from the front row—a book so heavy it could be used as a shield.

She blew the dust off the cover and carefully turned to the first page.

The ancient texts were written in dragon language, but fortunately, as the Eternal Night Dragon King, Eluvia had no problem reading dragon language.

Ancient texts record the life stories of other dragon riders and their bonds with dragons.

She flipped through the pages one by one, initially just browsing casually, treating it as mere entertainment.

But gradually, her expression became more and more serious.

One passage in particular made her gaze freeze completely—

Dragon knights, though possessing mortal bodies and the power of dragons, can gain superhuman strength, but their origins are ultimately limited.

When a dragon knight's life force is insufficient to sustain the replenishment of dragon power, they will begin to overdraw their lifespan, and their physical strength will gradually decline.

One of the signs is that the hair turns from black to white, like snow falling on green mountains.

When a dragon knight's once black hair turns completely white, that is the day his lifespan will come to an end.

"boom!"

These few lines of text, however, struck Eluvia's mind like a thunderbolt from the heavens, causing her blood to surge and her whole body to tremble.

Her fingers tightened suddenly, and the hard, rough animal hide pages were slightly wrinkled and deformed by her grip.

White hair... a head covered in frost and snow...

Isn't this exactly what that stupid dragon knight looks like now?

Foolish Luo Ye, your lifespan is almost over?!