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

Luo Ye subconsciously closed his eyes and held his breath, preparing himself to endure the burning pain, but the expected scalding pain did not come.

He felt a chill all over his body, followed by a gust of hot air brushing against his skin, and then the faint sound of his clothes turning to ashes.

Luo Ye suddenly looked down and saw that the person was numb.

His outer robe, inner shirt, trousers, shoes, and socks—all his clothing, from head to toe—were precisely burned to ashes and vanished without a trace.

His exposed skin was smooth and intact, without any burns or marks.

Eluvia's control over dragon breath was indeed terrifyingly precise, living up to her name as the Black Dragon King.

But that's not the point. The point is—where are my clothes?

Luo Ye felt a chill on his body, and his brain went through three stages of crashing: "She's burning clothes," "My clothes are gone," and "I'm standing naked in front of the Black Dragon King."

A fraction of a second later, his hands covered his groin with the fastest speed he had ever used in his life, the movement so fast it almost left a blur in the air.

"...Your Majesty? Absolutely not! I'm not ready to serve you in bed yet. At the very least, Your Majesty should transform into your dragon girl form first."

Eluvia hovered in mid-air, her dragon wings slightly spread, her gilded vertical pupils fixed on him.

Her gaze slowly moved down his face, sweeping over his well-defined collarbone, over the old scar left by the Shadow Leopard on his chest, over the taut muscles in his waist and abdomen from his tense defensive posture, and then continued downwards.

I saw everything I shouldn't have seen.

The next instant, her petite dragon body suddenly froze, the entire dragon completely suspended in mid-air.

The fury that could have burned a person to ashes was shattered in a fraction of a second by an even more ferocious emotion.

A crimson hue spread from the tips of her ears, along the fine black scales all the way to the base of her dragon horns, and even the bridge of her nose was covered with a faint pearlescent powder.

Under the moonlight, the pink layer shimmered with tiny pearly lights, like clouds dyed red by the morning glow.

The originally oppressive and terrifying atmosphere instantly became ambiguous and awkward.

"You, you—" Her voice suddenly rose, but completely different from her usual arrogant tone; this time it was genuine panic, her voice trembling.

"You rogue dragon knight! Can you put some clothes on? Who...who ordered you to serve me in bed?!"

She abruptly turned her head away, and the dragon's wings instinctively spread out in front of her, as if trying to hide her completely with them.

But she forgot that she was in her dragon form, and even with her wings fully extended, they were only enough to cover half of her face, making her even cuter as she tried to hide it.

Moreover, the Dragon King's pride and dignity would never allow her to flee in such a sorry state after being deceived and exposed.

She forcefully suppressed the urge to run away, forcefully turned her gaze back, and tried to fix her eyes on a spot three inches above Luo Ye's eyebrows, resolutely refusing to look down any further.

But her slightly trembling voice and the persistent reddening of her scales completely betrayed her panic.

"Tell me! Why did you lie to me! Tell me the whole story from beginning to end!"

System notifications flashed frantically in his mind:

[System High-Energy Warning! The ultimate battleground has erupted!]

[Real-time survival rate assessment loading... Host detected to be naked and unprotected, facing the enraged and jealous Black Dragon King, in extremely dangerous condition!]

[Final assessment result: Survival rate 31.8%! Extremely low survival rate; the slightest mistake could trigger the Dragon's Breath Baptism ending!]

[System's helpful reminder: Lying, slacking off, and remaining silent are all fatal at this moment. Host, please stretch your resources to the limit and fight for survival!]

Luo Ye internally screamed, "Seriously! Besides issuing warnings and scaring me, what else can this system do? Not a single useful suggestion at this crucial moment!"

[System: This system is only responsible for issuing warnings, not for saving lives! Your life or death depends entirely on your words; good luck!]

Luo Ye: "..."

He took a deep breath, banished the system's rubbish to a corner of his mind, and then looked up at the little black dragon in front of him who was still waiting for his answer.

Eluvia was staring at him, her gilded vertical pupils a mixture of hurt at being deceived and forced dignity, her tail thrashing restlessly behind her.

Each swing of her leg seemed to be trapped in the air, producing a muffled whimper, as if she couldn't bear to hit him but was so suffocated that she had to vent her frustration by releasing air.

In just a few seconds, Luo Ye's brain went through the entire process from "complete collapse" to "survival of the fittest".

He decisively adopted a completely new tactic—zero-degree narrative, also known as partial confession.

Fill the time gaps with safe points, and keep quiet about dangerous points.

"Your Majesty, please let me explain, things aren't as you think!"

"I did see Serafina, but I absolutely did not seek her out!"

"That day, I had just finished hunting a bunch of wild boars in the back mountains and was squatting by the stream skinning them when suddenly a small silver-white dragon flew over."

Eluvia's gilded vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and her dragon tail swayed slowly behind her, as if she were assessing the truthfulness of his words.

"A silver dragon?"

"Yes, about this size—" Luo Ye gestured to knee height.

"It was a size bigger than a wildcat, with wings so thin they were translucent. It passed right through your barrier and dropped a letter in front of me."

Eluvia's pupils contracted slightly: "...Passed straight through the barrier? Could it be a Void-Breaking Dragon of the Silver Dragon Clan?"

"I don't know if that's true, but your barrier is like a layer of mist to it; it can pass through it in no time," Luo Ye said truthfully.

"The letter was from Serafina, saying that she had hunted a Moonshadow Deer on the back mountain of Silvermoon Peak and invited me to have roast meat. I refused on the spot, folded the letter, and stuffed it back into its mouth so that it could take it back."

Eluvia's tail swished a beat slower, seemingly more satisfied with this "outright rejection": "...And then?"

"Then the little dragon grew bigger, grabbed the back of my collar, and carried me away."

Eluvia remained silent.

She roughly reconstructed in her mind the process of the silver dragon growing from a tiny cub to being able to carry away an adult, the tip of its tail drawing several irregular arcs behind it before finally slamming onto the table.

"...So you, a dragon knight of the mighty Night Dragon King," she said, her tone filled with disbelief and disdain.

"Were you kidnapped by the scruff of your collar by a silver dragon that had just been weaned?"

Luo Ye's lips twitched: "...That dragon was quite big after it grew larger, twice my height."

Eluvia flapped her wings and flew to him, her nose almost touching his forehead, her gilded vertical pupils wide open:

"How long did you stay on Silvermoon Peak? What did you do? Why do your clothes smell like her?"

Luo Ye instinctively shrank back: "...I only stayed for a few days."

"Not many days? What do you mean by 'not many days'? What have you been doing there?!"

"I didn't do anything. Every moment I was thinking about how to get back."

Eluvia's tail swished faster: "Then why didn't you come back?"

"Because Serafina said she can heal your wounds." Luo Ye looked into her eyes, his tone softening slightly.

"She said your essence has been deeply corrupted by the curse, and simply staying in seclusion won't be enough to completely eradicate it. She has Moon Essence Dew that can help you clear away the remaining curse."

"Every day I stay at Silvermoon Peak thinking about coming back, but she says she's not ready yet and asks me to wait a couple more days."

"My dearest Black Dragon King, I think of you every day over there, and I long to come back every moment."

Although I may be unreliable in general, my feelings for you are genuine, as heaven and earth can attest—”

Before he could finish speaking, Elva's tail had completely stopped wagging.

The next second, she suddenly lunged forward, her little head bumping into his chest, signaling him to shut up and stop talking.

She turned her head away, her voice muffled behind her wings: "...You, don't try that on me. You think I'll believe you just because you say a few nice words?"

Meanwhile, Eluvia secretly opened the soul link and peered over to Luo Ye.

Guilt, lingering fear, worry, and an intense, unyielding seriousness were all piled on the surface, as clear as the stones at the bottom of a stream, so transparent that you could see right to the bottom.

The tip of her tail curled happily.

It's actually true.

That damn dragon knight actually didn't lie to me!

...Okay, it seems I've wronged him.

Eluvia suppressed the joy on her face, turned around again, and cleared her throat.

She tried to regain the "I'm still angry" tone in her voice, but the underlying softness in her voice was already impossible to hide:

"...Say what you just said again from the beginning."

"Especially—" She paused, her gaze drifting away for half a second before abruptly returning.

"Especially the parts praising me, not a single word is allowed to be omitted."

PS: What Luo Ye said in this chapter is true. For the sake of pacing, the previous text was changed. He was forcibly taken away.

No need to reread it, it won't make a difference. I revised 30 chapters in one day, I'm exhausted! (✘_✘)↯