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

The night wind howled, and the Milky Way hung low.

Luo Ye's figure swiftly moved through the clouds, the wings of the Holy Dragon trailing behind him in two intertwined arcs of light—dark gold and silver-white, one bright and one dark, just like his conflicted state of mind at this moment.

The outline of the Evernight Mountains receded into the distance behind him, and the obsidian castle where he had lived for many days was now just a blurry shadow on the horizon.

He dared not turn around.

He was afraid that if he turned around, he would remember the little black dragon curled up on the pedestal dozing off, the feeling of her tail rubbing against the back of his neck when she was half asleep, and her awkward yet domineering declaration, "You are my dragon knight."

But what he feared even more was that if he didn't go, one day more than a thousand years later, this little black dragon would be reduced to nothingness by the backlash from its origin, just like the Eternal Night Dragon Kings of all time.

Luo Ye gritted his teeth, flapped his wings, and increased his speed once again.

He didn't notice that several miles behind him, high in the clouds, a petite black figure was chasing after him like a shooting star.

Eluvia flew faster than him.

The Black Dragon Clan already possesses top-tier flight speed and explosive power on the continent, and as the current Eternal Night Dragon King, Eluvia's bloodline is pure to the extreme.

Even though her essence is damaged and she is still underage, her flight speed is definitely not something that Luo Ye, a dragon knight who has just broken through to level 20 and is a half-baked dragon knight, can match.

Under the night sky, the distance between the two was shrinking at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.

Eluvia was extremely cautious, completely concealing all her dragon breath, magical fluctuations, and body temperature aura, suppressing her presence to the extreme, perfectly hiding in the shadows shrouded by layers of clouds, without revealing the slightest flaw.

Her clear, sharp, gilded vertical pupils pierced through layers of thin clouds, locking onto the slightly clumsy figure fleeing rapidly ahead, her eyes swirling with complex and unreadable emotions.

The night wind whistled past her ears, but she couldn't hear anything—she only heard the increasingly clear voice in her heart, like a small drum pounding in her chest.

He was indeed lying to her.

Those gentle promises and perfunctory excuses were all lies.

He said he went to the back mountain to meditate late at night, that tidying up his equipment before bed was just a minor habit of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and that "I will never leave your side"... Every word was a lie to fool her.

In the dead of night, he sneaked out of the heavily guarded dragon's nest, flying so fast, so far, so resolutely. Where was he going? Who was he going to see?

The answer was almost obvious, but her deep-seated obsession made her desperately unwilling to admit it.

She was unwilling to admit that the dragon knight she had carefully kept and marked with her own special symbol had never truly been in her grasp.

Unwilling to admit it, the person who had always claimed to be by her side was now speeding towards her mortal enemy's territory without looking back.

"Perhaps... it's something important."

Eluvia tried to comfort herself quietly, clumsily making excuses for herself.

But the next second, the doubts in my heart ruthlessly overturned the reasons for my self-comfort.

He was just a human dragon knight. What important business could he possibly have in the middle of the night that required him to keep it from her and the entire dragon's nest, and to travel alone to the mountains?

The girl's thoughts were like a tangled mess, getting more and more chaotic the more she tried to untangle them. Resentment, anger, anxiety, and suspicion were all intertwined, making her chest feel tight and causing her flying figure to sway slightly.

……

Meanwhile, in the Desolate Valley behind the Eternal Night Dragon's Nest.

Eldron stood with his hands behind his back in the cool night breeze, his long, white braid gently blowing in the wind. Half of his aged figure was illuminated by the bright moonlight, while the other half sank into the deep shadows, exuding a sense of vicissitude and loneliness.

He looked up at the direction of the night sky where Luo Ye had completely disappeared. In his deep, dark purple dragon eyes, emotions surged, mixed with expectation, worry, and a trace of guilt that he could not erase.

To be honest, the whole plan was flawless.

The Dragon Knight successfully passed through the exclusive portal and left the Eternal Night Mountains safely, without triggering any barrier warnings or leaving any flaws.

The traces of the battle and the ferocious aura of the monsters on the back mountain were all set up, so realistically that it was impeccable.

That unfortunate LV60 Hellfire Bear Lord didn't even have time to scream before he was completely annihilated by a single breath of dragon fire, leaving no trace of his death.

According to the original plan, he only needed to report the truthfully the next morning, claiming that the dragon knight had been kidnapped by a high-level magical beast while cultivating late at night and was missing, which would perfectly buy Luo Ye enough time to act.

The plan is perfect.

The only oversight is—

Eldron slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds, locking onto the small, dark figure rapidly following him high in the sky. He was starting to lose his composure.

The figure was extremely small and well-hidden, concealed among the clouds, its aura suppressed to almost nothing. Ordinary dragon guards, high-level magical beasts, and even top-tier barriers would be absolutely unable to detect it.

However, having lived for tens of thousands of years, he was so familiar with the original aura of the Eternal Night Dragon Clan that it was etched into his very bones.

That unique dragon's might, imbued with the essence of shadow, can only be possessed by one being in the entire Eternal Night Mountains.

Their Majesty, Eluvia.

When exactly did she wake up? And when did she secretly follow them?

Eldron's Adam's apple bobbed, and he opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to send a message through the air to stop the other party, wanting to explain that everything was a helpless act to cooperate with the dragon knight, and that everything was for the future of the dragon race.

But the words were on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed them back.

That's it.

The dead dragon knight is not the immortal dragon; this ancient truth never goes out of style.

He silently lowered his head, his gaze falling on the soil in the valley that was soaked with the blood of the Hell Rock Bear. His aged voice, filled with utter helplessness and a kind of resigned honesty, drifted hoarsely in the night wind: "Dragon Knight, this is really not my fault."

"I've done everything I could and should have done. The rest... is up to your own fate."

"I will sincerely pray for you and wish you a safe return."

The night wind carried away his soft whispers, scattering them across the empty valley.

Eldron stood there for a long time, watching the two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, completely disappear into the horizon before slowly turning around and walking steadily back to the secret passage.

Each step taken carries a sense of relief and resignation, as if saying, "I have done my best, and I leave the rest to fate."