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

Meanwhile, Seraphine, standing against the light, used her dragon-like senses, far exceeding those of ordinary people, to catch the fleeting expression on Luo Ye's face.

Her delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of playful curiosity flashed in her clear silver eyes, but she didn't utter a single question.

Her thousands of years of experience have given her a deep understanding of human nature, and coupled with the various ways of human relationships recorded in the forbidden ancient books of the Dragon Clan, she could see through it at a glance.

The man in front of me, after the tenderness of the morning, suddenly showed such a relieved and relaxed expression, clearly indicating that he was mentally preparing himself.

Moreover, something that would make a dragon knight who holds the contract of two dragon kings need to console himself must be quite interesting.

Serafina suppressed her curiosity and secretly decided to finish her breakfast peacefully first, and then slowly question this little guy who had hidden his thoughts.

The dining room in the main hall of the Silver Moon Temple is the best-lit and most exquisite area in the entire temple.

The morning sunlight poured down through the arched floor-to-ceiling glass windows, filling the entire room with clear light and illuminating the moonstone tables and chairs and the exquisite carved furnishings, making it much more lively than Luo Ye had imagined.

To be precise, it was a bit too lively.

As he followed Serafina into the dining room, a long, moonstone table was covered with a plain tablecloth trimmed with silver thread, and it was laden with delicacies that Luo Ye couldn't name—

Several items appeared to be the most exquisite parts of a high-level magical beast, some glowed with a faint magical light, and there was a small dish of crystal-clear silver paste that emitted the same moonlight flower fragrance as Serafina.

In the very center of the long table, a clear crystal bottle stood quietly, half of which contained a liquid that shimmered with silver light. This was the Moonlight Honey Dew that Serafina had brought to the dragon's nest to test and provoke him; it was the Silver Dragon Clan's most supreme nourishing treasure.

Luo Ye sat down at the table and subconsciously looked out the window. The silver-patterned jade chopsticks he had just raised suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he was stunned.

In the circular canyon surrounding the Silver Moon Temple, a dense swarm of silver dragons, large and small, of various shapes and sizes, had gathered, covering the entire cliff face and the sky.

A massive, fully grown silver dragon coiled on the mountain ridge, its scales gleaming in the sunlight. A medium-sized silver dragon hovered in mid-air, its wings slightly outstretched, silently overlooking the palace.

The young silver dragon cubs lay on the edge of the cliff and squeezed onto the windowsill, peeking out curiously.

Regardless of their size or posture, all the silver dragons' gazes were fixed on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the side hall, precisely landing on Luo Ye, their eyes filled with extreme curiosity and gossip.

A small silver dragon cub, no bigger than a palm, simply lay on the edge of the windowsill, its large, round, amber eyes fixed on Luo Ye, its tiny nostrils twitching as if carefully sniffing the scent of this human in the air.

Beside the cub, a robust female silver dragon gently flicked her long tail and patted the little guy's head, signaling it to restrain itself and maintain its dragon dignity.

The little cub just shrank back in grievance, still peering through the window cracks into the dining room.

Looking out the window at the densely packed army of silver dragons, all of them watching the spectacle, Luo Ye's hand holding chopsticks froze in mid-air, the scene becoming quite awkward.

"Your Silver Dragon Clan...do you always make such a big fuss about breakfast, with everyone watching?"

Serafina sat gracefully on the other side of the long table, her posture dignified and composed. She raised her hand to pick up the moonstone teacup, her fingertips lightly gripping the handle—a movement of exquisite elegance, yet her tone carried a hint of casual teasing:

"Normally, of course not. What's there to see at a regular breakfast? Today is different; there are some freshly made dragon knights to watch outside the dining room."

"Please have some understanding of my people. They've all lived for thousands of years, and their lives are incredibly dull. It's rare for them to encounter something so interesting to gossip about."

She paused, her smile widening, and deliberately added:

"After all, the last outsider who dared to step into the Silver Moon Temple was a guy named Xiao Yan a few years ago. He ran away that very night, and our Dragon Clan didn't even have enough time to gather and watch."

Luo Ye's chopsticks hovered in mid-air, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

He could tell that when Serafina uttered the name "Xiao Yan," her tone seemed casual, but it was actually full of teasing and mockery, clearly meant to make fun of him.

This woman is deliberately provoking her! Looks like she didn't get her to back down last night!

But then I thought about it again, and realized that my current physical strength probably wouldn't be enough to keep up...

The atmosphere in the dining room instantly became subtly silent in the early morning. Luo Ye was too lazy to respond to the joke, so he simply lowered his head and buried himself in his rice, choosing to pretend he hadn't heard.

Seeing his slightly embarrassed expression, Serafina's eyes brimmed with laughter. She gently pushed a warm jade bowl in front of him, the silver magic patterns flowing from her sleeves lightly brushing against the polished tabletop.

"This is a nourishing soup made from the unique spiritual herbs of Silver Moon Peak, simmered over a low flame. It is specially made to nourish the dragon's strength and will make up for the physical strength you lost last night."

Luo Ye looked down and saw that the soup in the bowl was warm and clear, with a faint moonlight floating on the surface. A sweet fragrance of spiritual herbs mixed with a rich original aroma wafted over, making people feel comfortable and relaxed.

He took a small sip, and the warm soup slid down his throat into his stomach, instantly transforming into a gentle warm current that spread throughout his body.

The aching and stiff abdominal muscles, which had been bound and confined by the dragon's tail all night, visibly relaxed and eased, and most of the fatigue in my body dissipated.

[Host consumes [Silver Moon Spirit Grass Nourishing Soup] (Dragon Clan Special Supply, SS Grade)]

[Effect: Nourishes the dragon's essence and repairs physical exhaustion]

Health +200 (Current: 3400/3800)

[Stamina +3 (Current: 278 → Base 278, 1668 after Dual Dragon bonus)]

[Status: Fatigue eliminated, physical activity increased]

Even more miraculously, the two dragon powers within his body, one dark and one golden, which were still slowly blending together, trembled gently under the nourishment of the soup. Their circulation speed suddenly accelerated, and the two opposing forces became more docile and harmonious, with their compatibility increasing once again.

This seemingly ordinary bowl of soup is actually a top-tier nourishing delicacy that is compatible with both types of dragon power. The thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and high-grade ingredients used in it are absolutely priceless.

Luo Ye's eyes lit up, and he was no longer reserved. He picked up the jade bowl and drank it all in one gulp, the warmth completely permeating his body.

Before he could put down his bowl, Seraphina took a plate of exquisite silver-white pastries from a silver tray held up by a maid beside her and gently pushed it in front of him.

"Try this."

Luo Ye paused, her fingers holding the pastry, and she inexplicably felt that the atmosphere in the dining room was somewhat subtle.

A dozen pairs of eyes outside the window were staring at him intently. Serafina's gaze, resting her chin on her hand, was also too focused, as if everyone's eyes were glued to the bite he took, waiting for some kind of reaction.

He looked up at Serafina, hesitated for two seconds, and tentatively asked, "Why do I feel like you're all waiting for me to eat something wrong?"

Serafina was amused by his expression, and gently placed the teacup back on the table with a crisp sound.

She spoke slowly, her voice laced with a lazy, teasing tone: "What, afraid I'll drug you and eat you?"