"Maybe it's because it likes some of my strengths?"
Old Dragon Yosef thought about it and asked hesitantly, "Aya, tell me, what's so special about you that the Divine Dragon is interested in?"
"Probably … are you familiar with a few spells?" Aya asked tentatively.
Old Dragon Yosef shook his head silently.
"Then … can I help humans train Dragon Knights?" Aya asked again.
He shook his head again.
"Very gentle, can cook, and can make cookies?" Aya said. Before the others could shake their heads, she shook her head herself. She knew that this was nothing to the Dragon Race.
"I'm quite cute?" Aya could only ask. As a young girl, she was still a little narcissistic. She had a certain level of confidence in her looks in any form.
But her father still shook his head …
In terms of human standards, Aya's appearance was flawless in her human form. She was a great beauty. In her dragon form, she was also elegant and beautiful. However, this was the aesthetic standards of humans. In the eyes of dragons, it was a different matter.
First, there was the issue of bloodline. Aya and Yosef were both White Dragons. White Dragons were a large category, and they had a mix of high and low bloodlines. They were not pure high-ranking Dragon Race bloodlines, which meant that they were not of noble birth. But the Dragon Race valued bloodlines very much. Even today, they still persisted in the boring theory of bloodlines.
Secondly, in terms of size, the Dragon Race valued them. White Dragons were the smaller type. They were not strong in melee combat and mainly used magic as a means of output, which easily gave people the impression that they were weak.
Finally, there were the natural abilities that every Dragon Race was born with. For example, the noble Silver Dragon was born with the ability to control lightning. For example, the noble Crystal Dragon was born with the strongest body of all Dragons. There were also the Gold Dragons that were born immune to magic, and the Jade Dragons that could control fire and storms. The White Dragon's talent at casting spells was nothing compared to them. These high-ranking Dragons with noble bloodlines were all good at casting spells.
At the end of the day, White Dragons could be described as powerful and noble to humans, but in the eyes of the Dragon Race, they were extremely mediocre.
So, for a White Dragon like Aya to gain the favor of the Divine Dragon was unbelievable. She was a Cinderella without a crystal shoe. She even mixed around with humans, something that the Divine Dragon hated the most.
But what could he do if he did not understand? Sheng Long had taken a liking to Aya, and this would not change. The overly complex thoughts of those in power were always so difficult to fathom. After a fruitless discussion, Aya was forced to accept the reality that she had been chosen by a high and mighty figure.
Did that lord take a fancy to my beauty? Would you marry me? But … what about Mordred? Would it accept her? What would I do if I were to abandon Mordred? Aya could not help but have a series of little girl associations in her mind. She even imagined a strange man forcing her to wear a short skirt, revealing a pair of round legs, riding her from behind, covering her mouth with one hand, forcing her to look up at Mordred, who was crying non-stop in the distance. He laughed sinisterly in her ear and bullied her, making her sob even more sorrowful …
This was simply a nightmarish scene, and Aya was so frightened that she didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
"No! Absolutely not! Even if Lord Divine Dragon hates me, I can't abandon Mordred! "Aya said resolutely.
"Huh? What are you talking about? "Old Dragon Yosef asked curiously, stroking Aya's hair.
"No … Nothing …" Aya quickly defended herself. She wanted to slap herself. How could she have said what was on her mind?
"Alright, let's not talk about Lord Divine Dragon's weird hobbies for now. We can't figure out his thoughts. Let's talk about that Master Hope. What's up with him? "Old Dragon brought the topic back to the issue at hand.
So Aya repeated the process of their meeting and the conversation that followed, leaving out the part about the bath and Mordred messing with Gu.
"Is he planning to get involved? That's good. Having such a powerhouse who can fight the Lord of the Abyss will be a great help. Aya, you've done well. " Kandor, the leader, nodded in agreement. In fact, they had been constantly looking for reinforcements during this period of time. The Dragon Knights lacked manpower to the point where they were stretched thin.
"Speaking of which, why does he have four girls with him? And they're all so young and beautiful," Old Dragon Yosef said. "I heard that he's a Soul Armature, so one of them should be his Soul Armature Practitioner. What about the others? His wife? Aren't they a little too young? Does this powerhouse have such a hobby? "
As he spoke, his eyes landed on Aya. His daughter was also very young, so it was very likely that she would be targeted by this kind of young wife lover.
"Eh? Why are you looking at me like that, Father? " Aya felt a little uncomfortable under her father's stare. Perhaps it was because she remembered what her daughter had said, but her face quickly turned red.
"It's nothing. Just get along well with this Master Hope," Old Dragon retracted his gaze and said casually.
"Come to think of it, could Lord Divine Dragon's blessing have something to do with this Master Hope?" Kandor, the leader, suddenly asked.
Old Dragon and Aya shook their heads at the same time and said in unison, "That's impossible."
"I don't sense any draconic aura on him, and his energy waves are very typical of a human's. Just like the Church's propaganda, he's a powerful sorcerer. It's just that he's using some technique to hide his energy waves, making him look like an Elite-level sorcerer," Aya explained in detail.
Old Dragon Yosef said, "Humans don't know much about us dragons, especially the higher-level ones. To them, we're even more mysterious. Maybe some knowledgeable people know about the term 'Divine Dragon,' but they think it's a rare species. They don't know that it's actually an honorable title."
With that in mind, Aya, Mordred, and the old man sat down at the dining table and enjoyed a hearty lunch. Baiyi was not allowed to eat, but Aya, Mordred, and the old man had enough food for five people. Surprisingly, they were able to maintain their elegant poise as they devoured the food like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds.
Mordred, on the other hand, was the one who caught Baiyi's attention. A girl her age would normally eat with her head lowered, but she behaved differently during the meal. Not only did she patiently cut up the chicken and lamb, but she also shared them with Little Mia, who was sitting beside her, as if she was afraid that the girl would not have enough to eat.
'This girl is really more sensible than most children. How did she become rebellious in the future?'
"What makes you so sure that she'll become rebellious? Just because of a name? " The Third Walker said, annoyed. "She's a good girl. She just happened to have the same name as someone you know. How can you be so sure that she'll become rebellious? Don't put characters from other works in real life, okay? "
'But they look very similar …'
"How are they similar? She doesn't have that ahoge, but her chest is still full of stuff, isn't it? "The Third Walker retorted.
'Speaking of which, why are you so protective of this mother and daughter? Not only did you bless them out of the blue, but you also love them so much. Don't you hate dragons who hang out with humans? '
"Dragons, after all. Some things change after living for a long time," the Third Walker replied seriously. The Third Walker replied in a serious tone. "But I do like Mordred, that child. I always feel close to her. Maybe it's because I'm getting old?"
'Ugh … She's not your child, is she?'
"No way! I've been in the Void for more than five thousand years. Look at how old she is! " The Third Walker came up with an irrefutable argument. "I just feel that I've been unfair to this group of people who are independent. I just want to express my apology now. Don't take it the wrong way."
Just like that, lunch ended in silence. No one said a word during the meal. The hosts only cared about their own food. They had huge appetites, so if they did not eat quickly, it would be rude.
In the afternoon, Kandor, the leader, went out for a meeting. Yosef stayed behind to talk with Baiyi, and the kids were brought to the third floor of the command building by Mordred for an afternoon nap. This building was the command center of the dragon knights, and it was also the residence of the leaders.
Baiyi pretended to hold a cup of black tea in his hand. Using mana, he molded the tea into the shape of Mia, Tisdale, and finally, the four girls, dancing around the rim of the cup.
The show attracted Aya's attention. The dragon-lady stared at the teacup in Baiyi's hand, and Yosef began to believe the rumors from the Church.
After briefly explaining the results of the discussion in the Void, Baiyi asked, "This is just my speculation. I wonder if any of you have any experience in dealing with such a situation?"
The two dragons shook their heads at the same time, their expressions blank. This was especially true for Aya. When she heard Baiyi say that it could be a great crisis that could destroy the realm, her face paled. With a look of disbelief, she said, "What do you mean by a world-ending crisis? Is it really that serious?"
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