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

Eluvia scoffed, but still obediently folded her wings, lowered her body, and revealed a pair of gilded vertical pupils above his shoulder, intently watching the movements in front of her.

Luo Ye raised his hand and pulled out the wolf-tooth dagger bound to his calf. The inside of the blade was inlaid with the hard barbs of the Shadow Leopard wolf teeth. It was a hunting short blade that he had personally sharpened and modified during his journey, and it had extremely strong penetrating power.

With a flick of his wrist, he silently sent the dagger flying through the air, precisely piercing through the bushes and striking the lead rabbit in the back of the neck. He then used the momentum to control the blade, cleanly finishing off the second rabbit. His movements were crisp and swift, without any unnecessary steps.

"Not bad." Eluvia flew off his shoulder, circled her prey once, and commented in a tone that her technique wasn't too bad.

"I'm already content to hear 'not bad' from His Majesty's mouth." Luo Ye pulled out the dagger, washed it clean with stream water, and skillfully peeled off the skin, removed the internal organs, and cut it into pieces.

He has been in this world for over a decade. Although he was born into a ducal family, after going out on "adventures," he has basically been living a life where he is the only one who needs to eat and the rest of the family doesn't have to worry. His wilderness survival skills have been honed to the maximum level.

Eluvia crouched on a nearby rock, watching him process his prey the entire time.

She tilted her head, her gilded vertical pupils following his every movement, her tail tip tapping gently on the rock in rhythm, watching with exceptional focus and fascination.

Luo Ye sensed the prolonged gaze and looked up to meet it: "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I was just assessing the hunting skills of humans, I wasn't specifically looking at you." Eluvia quickly looked away, gazing at the valley forest below, forcibly feigning a nonchalant expression as she observed the scenery.

Luo Ye smiled, not wanting to expose her lie, and picked up the cleaned rabbit meat, standing up: "That's enough for a meal. Shall we go back and cook?"

Eluvia nodded silently, tacitly agreeing to return.

After returning to the dragon's lair, Luo Ye found a sheltered spot on the platform outside the castle, built a simple stove out of stones, and gathered some dry branches for firewood.

He placed the skewered rabbit meat on the fire, and soon the fat sizzled under the heat of the flames, dripping onto the charcoal and sparking tiny embers.

The aroma of meat spread with the steam, drifting far on the night breeze.

Eluvia deliberately landed on a cold, high rock two meters away, closing her eyes to maintain her dragon king demeanor, but her small nostrils kept twitching slightly, uncontrollably capturing the aroma of roasted meat carried by the wind, her self-control on the verge of collapse.

Luo Ye watched everything unfold, calmly and steadily flipping the meat skewers, controlling the heat, and grilling them until the outer skin was crispy and golden brown, and the meat was juicy and firm.

Once the skin was roasted to a golden brown and slightly charred state, with the fat forming an enticing crispy crust on the surface, he took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, pinched out a pinch of salt, and sprinkled it evenly on the surface of the rabbit meat.

This is coarse salt he collected from the leaves of a halophyte while resting in the forest. Although it can't compare to the refined salt produced in the capital, having a condiment in the wild is a pleasant surprise.

The salt grains melt at high temperatures, seeping into the texture of the meat and releasing a deeper aroma.

The aroma grew richer and more mellow, and the warmth of the smoke was irresistible.

Eluvia's nostrils twitched again.

Luo Ye tore off a steaming hot rabbit leg, raised it, and offered it to the little black dragon on the stone, his tone amiable: "Your Majesty, would you like to try some?"

Eluvia opened her eyes, glanced at the steaming rabbit leg, then at Luo Ye, before haughtily turning her head away: "I do not eat the flesh of such lowly creatures. Such vulgar food is not on the dragon's menu."

"Really not going to eat?"

"I said I wouldn't eat, and I won't."

"Oh, then I'll eat it myself." Luo Ye nodded, not insisting, and took back the rabbit leg to take a bite herself.

He chewed a few times and let out a satisfied exclamation: "Mmm—crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the aroma of the oil and the meat juices melt in my mouth, and there's a hint of salt to enhance the flavor... It's a pity there's no cumin or chili powder, otherwise the taste would be even better."

"It would be even better with an ice-cold beer!"

Eluvia's tail tip twitched slightly.

Luo Ye continued eating, completely absorbed and enjoying it, making just the right chewing sounds with each bite.

The night breeze carried the aroma of roasted meat in waves towards Eluvia.

Her tail tip twitched more and more frequently.

About thirty seconds later, a very faint "gurgling" sound came from the side.

Luo Ye paused in his chewing motion and slowly turned his head.

The little black dragon beside her remained seated upright like a pine tree, her posture perfect, her gaze fixed firmly on the distant mountain peaks, as if the stomach growl she had just heard had nothing to do with her.

But the tip of her tail was frantically drawing circles on the rock surface, and her dragon claws were gripping the rock face so tightly that the tips of her claws were embedded in it.

"...feed."

"Um?"

"Give me a taste."

"Didn't His Majesty just say that he wouldn't eat the flesh of such lowly creatures?"

"I'm only doing you face!" Eluvia's voice carried a hint of embarrassment and anger.

"You've worked so hard to bake this for so long. If I don't eat a single bite, wouldn't I seem heartless? I only took a bite out of consideration for your feelings. Don't be ungrateful!"

Looking at her gilded vertical pupils that shimmered in the firelight, Luo Ye suppressed a laugh, tore off another rabbit leg, and handed it over: "Yes, yes, thank you for gracing me with your presence, Your Majesty."

Eluvia took the rabbit leg, first sniffed it reservedly, then opened her small mouth and took a bite.

chew.

Swallow.

silence.

It's delicious. Not the kind of deliciousness you get from regular roasted meat, but the kind of deliciousness where the charred aroma and fat melt on your tongue, leaving a subtle, indescribable fragrance—Luo Ye calls this "salt," but in the world of dragons, seasonings simply don't exist.

What she is eating now is a taste she has never experienced in her thousands of years of life.

Seeing her eyes slightly narrowed, Luo Ye couldn't help but chuckle, "Is it delicious?"

Eluvia swallowed the meat in her mouth before remembering that she should maintain the dignity of the Dragon King.

She cleared her throat, trying to regain a calm and slightly satisfied expression: "...You can eat quite a bit."

Then, at a speed completely contrary to the assessment that she "could eat a fair amount," she quickly devoured the entire rabbit leg.

After finishing her meal, she licked the grease off her lips with a lingering sense of satisfaction, then realized her actions weren't elegant enough, immediately straightened her face, and pretended nothing had happened.

Luo Ye saw it all and smiled to herself, but didn't say anything.

He tore off another piece of rabbit meat and handed it over: "Want some more?"

Eluvia hesitated for half a second before accepting the invitation: "...Since you've invited me so sincerely, I'll give you face again."

That night, Eluvia gave Luo Ye face four times in total.

Looking at the skeleton he had gnawed clean, then at the half-empty barbecue grill, and the little black dragon silently licking its paws and wiping its mouth, pretending nothing had happened, Luo Ye couldn't help but silently make a mental note of it—

The Black Dragon King is gluttonous, loves roasted meat, and is arrogant and refuses to admit it.