"I see. Is this the Dragon Emperor's crystal?"
When Fitolia heard this, she immediately fell into deep thought. "This aura that Fitolia loathes so much, so it's that Mystic Dragon? No wonder it has a different sense of darkness compared to other dragons … "
The Demonic Dragon was the Dragon Emperor that almost dominated the world. The Emperor of Dragons was extremely powerful, but it was killed by the Four Saint Brave Warriors.
The Tyrant Dragon King only obtained a piece of the Demonic Dragon Emperor's crystal after its death, but the Four Saint Brave Warriors felt that they could not kill it and could only seal it. Apart from the fact that the Four Saint Brave Warriors were too weak, the Dragon Emperor's strength was also an important factor.
There was more than one piece of the Dragon Emperor's crystal.
After the Dragon Emperor was killed, its power turned into crystals and scattered all over the world. However, no one knew how many of these crystals there were.
Just one piece of the crystal was enough to make the Tyrant Dragon King reach such a level. It was obvious how powerful the real Dragon Emperor was.
However, even if the Dragon Emperor fully awakened, he might not be a match for Ryuga, let alone a mere crystal. Therefore, Ryuga was very calm. If it could control him instead, it would be impressive.
After understanding this matter, Fittoria was no longer worried, and the expression on her face returned to calmness.
"But there are more and more things related to dragons around Master."
Fittoria then looked at Ryuga and said leisurely, "Fittoria hates dragons the most. It's to the point where I feel annoyed just by sensing their aura … Does Master think that dragons are more important?"
Fittoria and dragons were mortal enemies.
However, there were more and more things related to dragons around Ryuga. Fittoria naturally thought that Ryuga would like the power of dragons more than her.
Naturally, she became very unhappy.
"There's no conflict between the two, right?"
Ryuga replied noncommittally, "To me, as long as it's useful, I won't give up. Whether it's you or dragons, I want them all."
"Ugh …"
Fittoria let out a dissatisfied voice. Although her face was still expressionless, she had unknowingly pouted her lips. Her cheeks puffed up, making her mouth round like a blowfish.
Of course, the answer she was looking forward to was to abandon the power of the dragon seed and choose her directly. It would be best if he didn't hesitate at all.
"Let me say this first. Fittoria will never fall in love with a creature like a dragon, and she will never fight alongside a dragon."
Fittoria turned around with a look that said, "I don't want to talk to you anymore." Her three strands of ahoge drooped down on her head.
"You don't like dragons for your entire life?"
Ryuga turned her head and looked around. When she saw the pot in Iwatani's hand, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I have a way to make you like dragons."
"That's not possible."
Fittoria maintained her posture and refused to look back at Ryuga. "Fittoria has lived for more than a thousand years. After all these years, she has never changed her mind about dragons … What are you doing?"
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly realized that the smell of the dragon seed in her nose had become ten times stronger. She abruptly turned around and glared at Liuxia with a ferocious expression like an angry cat.
Ryuga released the Flying Dragon and the Tyrant Dragon King from the eighth room. Iwatani, who was not far away, was shocked by their huge size. Meanwhile, Filo and the other Filo Birds were filled with hostility towards the two dragons.
Ryuga raised her katana and cut off some thighs, breasts, and liver from the two dragons. She then looked at Iwatani.
"Hey, Iwatani. Is there a bigger pot here?"
"A bigger pot?"
Iwatani paused for a moment before he realized what she meant. His expression suddenly became strange. "Could it be that you want to …"
"Yes, it's that."
Ryuga carried the meat that she had cut off and used her powerful cutting skills to cut off the skin, flesh, bones, and claws. She then used magic to condense a stream of water and began to carefully process the meat.
Iwatani looked at Ryuga strangely and then got up to look for a bigger pot.
Fittoria only stole a glance at Ryuga for the sake of the Filo Bird Queen. She then quickly looked away, but her heart was filled with anticipation.
…
Two hours later.
Thanks to his powerful cooking skills and convenient magic, several large pots of stewed dragon meat were finally ready to be served.
"It's glowing!"
The golden-haired loli Filo cried out in surprise. She looked at the pot in front of her, and a look of desire appeared on her face. Saliva flowed out of the corner of her mouth and dripped down her face.
The moment the lid was lifted, whether it was Iwatani, Raftalia, Filo, or Fittoria, all of them seemed to see a dazzling light appear in front of them.
However, it was actually just Ryuga using her amazing cooking skills to force out the rich nutrients of the dragon meat. Then, under the steaming steam, it created an illusion.
The moment the pot was opened, a thick aroma wafted out from the pot, turning into ropes that went straight to their stomachs, drawing out the gluttonous worms in everyone present. The rumbling sounds of hungry stomachs rang out one after another.
The broth had a bright yellow color. The different parts of the dragon meat were clearly separated in the pot. Together with the mushrooms that Raftaria had picked to enhance the taste, it looked very pleasing to the eyes and whetted everyone's appetite.
Hundreds of Filo Birds had gathered around the pot. Hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the pot. The scene was a little creepy.
"It looks delicious!"
Filo's eyes lit up as she raised the plate in her hand. She scooped a dish of broth from the pot as if she was catching a fish, then brought it to her mouth and drank it.
"Mmm … Taibang!"
Then, she showed an unusually satisfied expression. Her soul almost flew out of her mouth.
Iwatani and Raftaria also didn't hold back. They used their spoons to scoop up the broth. Then, they each let out a satisfied moan. Their faces were filled with emotion as if it was worth it to die.
"How's the taste?"
Ryuga also scooped a bowl. Then, she came to Fittoria's side and asked her indifferently. "Have you changed your mind about dragons?"
"It's delicious."
Fittoria sat on a stone bench with a large bowl in her hand. She lowered her head to take a sip of the broth from time to time. Her two slender legs dangled in the air and the ahoge on her head swayed happily.
"Fittoria has changed her mind about dragons. She won't hate dragons anymore. Dragon meat is delicious!"
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