An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"I'm panting as I run," White said.

"Could it be... that he got scolded by the head of the grade?" someone speculated.

"Hey, look over there! Isn't that our teacher's girlfriend? She's so beautiful..."

One of the students remarked that many others were looking towards the stands and saw a petite, silver-haired girl sitting quietly by the stands, a book on her lap, reading peacefully.

“Wow, she’s a dragonborn! Hey, boss, is she someone you know?” White called out to Lucia.

"How would I know..."

Lucia whispered, then suddenly took a deep breath and quickened her pace to run ahead.

"Hey! Boss, keep it steady! Keep it steady! We can't keep up with the ones behind us!"

...

After warming up, everyone sat on the lawn to rest. Lucia took off her jacket halfway, pulled the collar open slightly to let out the heat, her little face was flushed and covered in sweat, and the half of her thigh exposed under her sports shorts was also slightly red.

"Everyone else, take a ten-minute break and start your training. I'll come over and give you some guidance later. Lucia, come here first," Ya Feng called out to Lucia as usual.

After catching her breath, the little red dragon followed Ya Feng to the separate sports field. In one corner of the sports field, her Dragon King was sitting quietly, obediently reading a book like a kindergarten child.

For some reason, Lucia still felt a sense of unreality towards this Dragon King. In her imagination, if she could actually meet Zehita in her lifetime, she would be incredibly excited.

However, her experience of meeting this Dragon King was too surprising and sudden. His appearance was also very different from what she had imagined, and he did not have the magnificent and dreamlike feeling she had imagined at all. As a result, she could not accept the fact that this silver-haired dragon was Zeshita. The excitement and agitation in her heart were as if they were being held back by something and could not be released.

“Zehita is here today, so I’ll have her teach you some things. I can train you in physical fitness, but I can’t help you with dragon magic. It’s good that she’s here. If you study hard, it will definitely be useful later.”

Ya Feng said to Lucia, then called out to Zeshita, and the silver dragon quickly put down its book and jogged over.

"As we agreed before, it's all up to you now." Ya Feng pointed at the little red dragon.

"Okay, leave it all to me!" Zeshita clenched his fists in front of him, looking serious and full of fighting spirit.

Lucia looked at the girl in front of her with some curiosity. Why did she feel that... this Dragon King had become somewhat different from before?

“Oh, Zeshita has changed a little lately, don’t worry, just do it with her seriously.” Ya Feng noticed Lucia’s expression and reminded her.

“I understand,” Lucia said, then looked at Zehita.

"Lady Zeshita, thank you for your trouble."

"You don't need to call me 'sir,' it sounds a little strange to me," Zeshita quickly said, waving her hands.

"This, isn't this what you told me to call you before..." Lucia said softly.

"No, no, no, that won't be necessary from now on. If you'd like, just call me Sister Zeshita. I think I can totally be friends with Miss Lucia too," Zeshita said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

Lucia stared at her for two seconds, then lowered her head. For some reason, a strange emotion rose in her heart, a warm feeling that reminded her of the time when her brother was still good to her, the feeling of being pampered under the wings of her elders.

“I, I understand... Sister Zeshita,” Lucia whispered.

“Hmm, hehe.” Zeshita laughed, then immediately became serious:

"Now I'm going to teach you some secret techniques of the dragon race, so watch carefully."

"Yes," Lucia nodded quickly, her heart pounding with excitement.

Zeshita took two steps back and stood still. Then, blue-purple magical energy fluctuations lit up around her body. In an instant, as if something exploded, the surrounding space distorted. Silver dragon scales faintly appeared on Zeshita's body, shining brightly. Her silver hair flew, and her eyes emitted a golden glow. In an instant, as if she were possessed, her aura suddenly increased several times.

"Well..."

Lucia's bloodline-based suppressive power intensified at this moment, almost causing her to kneel down. She could only force herself to stand up.

Soon, the aura weakened, Zeshita returned to normal, and the scales on her body gradually faded away.

"That's it. This is the most commonly used secret technique of the dragon race, [Burning Scales Technique]. It can increase one's magic power and bloodline strength for a certain period of time. In addition, because its casting logic is very similar to the dragon race's cultivation system, most dragons learn Burning Scales Technique when they are young as a foundation for their cultivation," Zeshita explained to her earnestly.

"Burning Scales Technique..."

Lucia murmured the name, as if she had heard her parents mention it before, but couldn't remember how they said it.

“Miss Lucia?” Zehita called out to her.

"I, I'm listening!" Lucia quickly snapped out of her daze.

“Now, let me give you a brief explanation of the principles and methods of the technique,” ​​Zeshita said.

“Okay,” Lucia said.

Then, Zehita and Lucia, one in white and one in red, sat down on the ground. Zehita carefully explained the basic principles of the spell and how to cast it, while Lucia listened attentively.

Ya Feng watched the two of them from the side; they really did look like sisters.

Sigh, I guess I'll only get to be treated gently by my own Dragon King for the next couple of days. I guess after tomorrow, when the little dragon gets disciplined by Zeshita again, she'll be facing her hell.

More than an hour later, Zeshita's lesson ended. Lucia had a basic grasp of how to cast the Burning Scales spell, but she still needed to go back and practice more on her own.

"Wow, that's impressive, Miss Lucia. You learn so quickly!" Zeshita smiled and patted the little dragon's head as if as a reward.

“Yes, Sister Zehita taught me well…” Lucia said quickly, blushing slightly.

"Then, let's do our best tomorrow too."

"Will Sister Zeshita come to teach me tomorrow too?" Lucia asked expectantly.

“Of course, you are a wonderful and promising child, and it is a very enjoyable thing to teach you,” Zehita said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Lucia felt a warmth in her heart and smiled.

It seems that the resentment that started in my heart this morning has lessened considerably.

"Alright, that's all for today." Ya Feng walked over and clapped his hands as he spoke.

Lucia started tidying up as well. Just then, she saw Zeshita excitedly go to Ya Feng's side and snuggle up to him like a kitten. She said something, and then Ya Feng patted her head. Zeshita had a happy expression on her face.

Lucia felt a strange unease... she knew it was impolite to think this way, but she just felt... this Dragon King, compared to before, seemed... to have been... disciplined...

Chapter 151 Need to Pee

Ya Feng was secretly pleased with Zeshita's adorable performance throughout the day.

This reminded him of a meme he'd seen before, about a magic trick that could instantly transform a girlfriend from sarcastic and arrogant to docile and obedient.

That's how I feel about Zeshita now. The lazy, hot-tempered silver dragon who used to steal his food and boss him around is now like a little kitten, staying by his side.

Ya Feng sat on the sofa, drinking juice, while she massaged his legs and he ate grapes that she had peeled and fed to him, enjoying the highest status a man could achieve in the family.

Even during his first playthrough, when he and Zeshita were at their closest, he had never experienced such service from her.

This made him realize that reversing the gun was truly a great ability.

"My dear husband, ah—"

Zeshita held a peeled, green grape to his lips, and Ya Feng took a bite. Then Zeshita caught the grape seeds he spat out with his hand.

"So? Is there anything else you need me to do?" Zehita asked from the side.

"Hmm, I ate too many grapes, my mouth feels a bit astringent," Ya Feng said, smacking his lips.

"Would you like some juice?" Zeshita handed over the juice.

“But now I want to eat cantaloupe,” Ya Feng said.

"I'll go get it right away!"

Zehita hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, took out a cantaloupe from the refrigerator, cut it up, and brought it to him, feeding him one piece at a time with toothpicks.

“A true man should be like this…” Ya Feng exclaimed.

"Xiao Guang, write this down for me: tonight at 9 PM, the Silver Dragon King will feed Ya Feng melons."

"Remember, Master."

The historian, Xiao Guang, quickly completed the record.

Ilsa came downstairs to serve tea and saw Ya Feng on the living room sofa, her eyes twitching.

"Ya Feng... Zeshita will be fully recovered tomorrow."

"I know, so let's enjoy ourselves while we can."

"Aren't you afraid of being executed?"

"The important thing is to focus on the present," Ya Feng nodded and said.

"Ugh..."

Ilsa shook her head and went to the kitchen to make tea.

"Zehita, come take a shower later," she called to Zehita.

"Ok!"

Because of Zeshita's timid nature, she is afraid to take a bath alone and can only bathe with Ilsa.

"Well, my dear husband, may I go take a shower first..." Zeshita said shyly.

"Okay, go ahead and wash yourself thoroughly," Ya Feng nodded in agreement, displaying the demeanor of a head of the household.

He also released Xiao Guang, and together they had Ilsa take him to get cleaned up.

...

In the steamy bathroom, Ilsa was rubbing Hikari's head, while Zeshita was washing herself, her tail curled up beside her legs.

Ilsa's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Zeshita. To be honest, this was the first time she'd ever seen a silver dragon naked; she'd always assumed Zeshita would be covered in scales.

But now I realize that I am no different from a normal person. My body is smooth and fair, and I look flawless. My skin is as beautiful as a pearl. It's just that when I sit down, I can clearly see that my belly is slightly squeezed together.

And then...Ilsa looked down at her chest, then looked down at her own.

The silver dragon one seems to be slightly larger, but not by much.

Miss Silver Dragon's body is mostly slender, but although her breasts are small, her thighs are indeed soft and fleshy.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Ilsa?" Zeshita asked, who was washing her arms.

"It's nothing, I just think... Zeshita, your body is really beautiful." Ilsa smiled faintly.

“Yes, really? Actually, you’re the same, Ilsa. You’re small and very cute,” Zeshita said with a grin.

"Is 'small' a compliment...?" Ilsa thought to herself, feeling embarrassed.

She poured a basin of hot water over Xiaoguang's head from head to toe, rinsing off the foam on her body.

"Alright, go soak in the water," Ilsa said, patting Hikaru on the back.

"Good~"

Xiao Guang got up and then leaped into the bathtub, splashing water all over Zeshita and Ilsa, who were still washing themselves.

"Hikaru! I told you not to jump in like that!" Ilsa said angrily, hands on her hips.

"Hey! It's Hikaru's time now!"

Xiao Guang popped his head out of the water and splashed water at Ilsa and Zeshita.

"Xiao Guang!"

"Haha... Watch out for Zhao Xiaoguang!"

Unexpectedly, Zeshita also picked up the showerhead and sprayed water at Xiaoguang. The two then started playing in the water in the bathroom like children, splashing water everywhere. Ilsa tried to stop them, but *smack*, a bar of soap flew into her face.

"You two...stop it!" Ilsa said angrily.

Upon hearing the scolding, the two immediately sat up obediently.

"Really... now we'll have even more children to worry about..." Ilsa sighed helplessly.

...

night,

Ya Feng was sleeping soundly, having a wonderful dream.

But I was soon woken up by a noisy knocking on the door.

He groggily opened his eyes, got up, and went to open the door.

"What's going on... so late at night..."

He saw Yinlong standing in the doorway, gripping the doorframe, his neck hunched, a look of fear on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ya Feng asked, rubbing his eyes.