Chapter 503 – Dark Demon Only Wants to Watch from Afar (10k)
After having experience writing “Mathematics I,” Dark Demon found himself much more adept at writing “Mathematics II.”
He only spent three days before he had the overall framework figured out, and what followed was filling in the details according to that framework, which was where the true craftsmanship came into play.
Essentially, “Mathematics II” introduced the concept of functions and relatively complex geometric problems based on the foundation of “Mathematics I.”
Considering it was only a second-year textbook, Dark Demon did not include overly complex knowledge points. He kept the difficulty level within the range of middle school knowledge, occasionally adding some competition-level problems.
The majority of the formulas and theorems used were, as always, attributed to the greatest mathematician in history—Anonymous!
The entire writing process went smoothly.
Dark divided “Mathematics” into two major themes: “Calculation” and “Geometry.” He planned to continue delving deeper into these themes in the future.
…
On the morning of July 14th.
It happened to be a Saturday.
Having just finished the framework for “Mathematics II,” Dark Demon decided to take a short break. So, after a simple morning exercise, he came to the dining hall feeling relaxed.
With only twenty-four hours left until the “Demon King’s Execution Ritual,” waves of activity swept through the capital city, and some hidden forces began to surface, creating an atmosphere of turbulence throughout the city.
However, inside the Duke’s Mansion, everything remained calm.
Dark had no interest in getting involved; he just wanted to comfortably spend the weekend in this peaceful mansion.
If possible, he would set up a pot of black tea, place some pastries, and use special means to watch a good show from afar within the mansion.
This world was filled with hidden mysteries. The explosive development of mana technology brought about changes but also brought unpredictable crises.
According to the common predictions of seers, the calamity had not disappeared, and the world would eventually revert to chaos.
But seers have been saying this in every era…
From Dark’s perspective, restraining himself was the greatest contribution he could make to this world.
He was very aware of this and had been doing so all along.
In his free time, eating melons was naturally his right.
The power within the Duke’s Mansion had already begun to move quietly.
Even the twelve-person maid teams, considered private forces, had started their operations.
The “Aries Palace Maid Team,” led by Trina, and the “Scorpio Palace Maid Team,” led by Chris, were the most active.
The “Aries Palace Maid Team” was active in the open, while the “Scorpio Palace Maid Team” was active in the shadows.
When Dark sat down in the dining hall, the head maid of the “Aries Palace Maid Team,” Olivia, arrived quietly.
Olivia always appeared whenever he needed her.
“How is it?” Dark asked.
Olivia placed the tray she was holding down and picked up the freshly brewed “milk tea,” moving it to the table before giving a slight smile, “I borrowed two people from Chris.”
Dark asked curiously, “Who are they?”
Olivia circled her finger and smiled, “These two should leave an impression on you, they are twins.”
Dark frowned in thought for a moment, then suddenly said, “Eve and Irina?”
Olivia nodded slightly, “That’s them.”
“Are they still around?”
Dark couldn’t help but fall into memories.
Eve and Irina were twin sisters, orphans brought back from the orphanage by Alvaraite.
Due to their similar ages, they were originally meant to be Dark’s personal maids.
But later, Olivia took care of almost all of Dark’s daily needs, making Eve and Irina seem unnecessary.
Dark’s relationship with them wasn’t particularly good.
The main reason was that the three of them were close in age, so in basic education and etiquette learning, they were competitors.
The twin sisters, who finally found someone willing to adopt them, worked hard and diligently in their studies, something Dark couldn’t match at the time.
Thus, compared to each other, Dark was always last.
For a noble boy naturally inclined to arrogance, being constantly overshadowed by two commoners was not a pleasant feeling.
Though Dark didn’t do anything lowly, he never treated them kindly either.
This might also be one of the reasons they disappeared from his side later.
But now, it seemed they hadn’t been sent away from the Duke’s Mansion, only transferred to Chris’s “Scorpio Palace Maid Team,” still working within the mansion.
Just because the “Scorpio Palace Maid Team” rarely showed themselves outside, Dark hadn’t seen them again.
“They should be fourteen years old now, right?” Dark tapped his fingers on the table slowly, asking.
If he remembered correctly, those twin sisters were a year and a half older than him.
Now that he had just turned a certain age, Eve and Irina should only be fourteen.
“Probably.”
Olivia poured the steaming milk tea into a cup and moved it in front of Dark, then said, “As for specific information, it’s better if you ask them yourself, Master.”
Dark picked up the spoon and stirred the milk tea slightly, then said, “Bring me the newspapers from the past two days.”
“Of course, Master.” Olivia then withdrew.
…
When the milk tea cooled slightly, Dark took a small sip from the rim of the cup, revealing a satisfied expression.
Olivia was indeed talented in this area, managing to concoct a drinkable milk tea in just two or three days.
The only issue was the “pearls” in the milk tea were always off-tasting.
Once he drank half the cup, Olivia returned with a stack of newspapers.
Dark casually picked one and started reading.
During his time in the Duke’s Mansion, he continued his habit of reading newspapers, exploring a broader range of topics. Besides “The Wise One Daily,” he also read some more entertaining newspapers.
One such newspaper was called “The Clown Daily.” As its name suggested, the entire page was filled with humorous entertainment reports, occasionally causing readers to burst into laughter.
For instance, regarding the analysis and evaluation of the “Demon King’s Execution Ritual,” “The Clown Daily” directly targeted the core issue, writing in a highly comical tone: “No way, no way, you don’t really believe that old guy Abe Yekis can research a method to thoroughly kill the Demon King, do you?
I think it’s more likely that the Demon King escaped, which is why the Church is desperately trying to cover it up with this execution ritual!
Otherwise, normal people wouldn’t even know where the Demon King is sealed, so why would they risk exposing themselves?”
“What? You say that the Church of the Saints is on the fifth floor, deliberately deceiving people to lure out the remaining demon clans? If you think so, then it is.”
In any case, this is incredibly amusing.
How could the Demon King possibly escape from the seal, right?
…
While reading the newspaper, Dak savored the situation outside.
Over these days, Alvaraite and Claire’s names have frequently appeared in various newspapers and magazines.
The Church of the Saints has also been prominently featuring personalities such as the “Twin Sacred Knights.”
In the Bustedia Prison, the empty beds due to Christmas’ escape attempt seem to be filling up again.
The royal bounty list sees new breakthroughs every day.
However, only a few could not contain themselves and emerged during this period; the true major powers are likely waiting for July 15th.
Regardless of whether the “Execution Ritual” is real or not, those people have already been drawn here.
With the people already lured in, how they proceed afterward will depend on how the Church of the Saints plans it.
Prince Charles was excluded from this incident.
The faction led by the Valkyrie and the Big Princess did not delve deeply into the core.
Most other forces were wary of getting involved rashly.
The king only issued a command to protect the capital city to his subordinates.
Throughout the entire capital city, there were countless spectators.
As the Church of the Saints itself proclaimed, this is a moment to “witness history.”
Whether they succeed or not, this “Demon King Execution” will be recorded in history.
And to witness this historic moment, not just within the capital city, but spectators from all over the world have arrived.
Since the war ended, the capital city hasn’t been this lively in a long time.
Even the demi-humans who rarely ventured into the capital city were attracted here.
Among them, there must be some with ulterior motives, causing chaos.
This has exhausted the Big Princess, who handles conflicts between demi-humans and humans.
As the saying goes, “those not of our kind must have different intentions.” Therefore, even the Big Princess faction, which generally has a good view of demi-humans, does not easily position themselves as supporting aliens.
However, recently, she suddenly came up with a slogan that could rally support.
It was: “Demi-humans are also people!”
Biologically, this is indeed a fact.
After all, there is no reproductive isolation between humans and demi-humans.
But due to differences in appearance beyond skin color, hair color, and eye color, the gap between demi-humans and humans gradually widened.
Of course, the Big Princess isn’t foolish enough to truly raise the banner of “demi-humans are also people,” as it would place her against most humans.
So she changed the slogan to “half-breeds are also people.”
Because half-breeds are a small, disadvantaged group, supporting them would gain more sympathy.
Such actions to spread goodwill would improve her image.
At the same time,
Prince Charles has also taken action.
As part of the “pro-war faction,” he needs to highlight the negative aspects of “demi-humans.”
For example, dwarves’ arrogance, beastmen’s rudeness, and elves’ selfishness…
Reporting the conflicts between demi-humans and humans after their entry into the capital without any embellishment is itself a form of guiding public opinion.
When people gradually realize that humans cannot coexist with demi-humans, the outbreak of war becomes inevitable.
Leveraging the “Demon King Execution Ceremony,” many people are engaged in behind-the-scenes maneuvers.
…
“Young Master.”
A crisp call snapped Dak out of his thoughts.
He turned his head toward the door; the twins—Eve and Irina—had quietly appeared.
Perhaps to make it easier for others to distinguish between the sisters, or to make it harder to tell them apart when switching roles.
Eve and Irina wore maids’ uniforms, one in black and the other in white.
Their maid outfits were clearly modified, with very short skirts, revealing a stretch of snowy thighs between the stockings.
Dak carefully examined them and noticed that both Eve and Irina had reached a height of 1.6 meters.
As girls just past fourteen years old, they still had room to grow, but their flat chests seemed to have foreclosed certain possibilities.
Eve and Irina looked very similar, with black hair, bangs parted down the middle, and no distinctive marks on their faces like freckles.
But Dak vaguely remembered that they should have a mole in different positions; Eve’s was on the left, and Irina’s on the right.
However, he couldn’t quite remember where exactly the mole was.
But since they were his maids, there was nothing to worry about.
The curious young Demon Diemon casually asked, “By the way, where are your moles?”
The two sisters, usually composed, blushed instantly.
But their long-standing loyalty to their master made them endure their shame, gritting their teeth and saying, “On… on the b-buttocks…”
“Oh, so they’re on the buttocks.” Dak said indifferently.
It seemed they had played together in water when they were younger.
Then he gestured, “Come over here, both of you.”
Eve and Irina walked over, blushing.
The sisters had excellent manners, obviously products of “Virgo” teacher Gouvi’s education.
Though simply dressed and unadorned, a fourteen-year-old girl’s youthful beauty didn’t require embellishment.
As they approached, Dak extended both hands, one on each side.
Eve and Irina glanced at him and hesitated for a moment before placing their hands on his palms simultaneously.
After many years, the three children’s palms met again.
Dak couldn’t help but sigh, “Time flies, my hands have grown bigger than yours.”
The sisters frowned, their eyes showing a hint of light.
When they were first adopted, they were raised as Dak’s personal maids, but later were “被淘汰” due to various reasons, naturally experiencing some ups and downs.
Dak looked up and said, “Tell me how you’ve been these years.”
Eve and Irina exchanged glances. As the older sister, Eve spoke, “Nothing much, just learning from Lady Claire.”
Dak asked, “Was it hard?”
Eve shook her head, “How can learning knowledge be considered hard?”
Dak withdrew his hands and smiled, “Let me see what you’ve learned.”
The sisters took a step back.
Eve said, “Lady Chris taught us the ‘Shadow Concealment Art.'”
“Shadow Concealment Art?” Dark pondered, “Is that the kind of magic where one moves through shadows?”
Eve nodded.
Dark couldn’t help but envy, “So you have such abilities? Actually, I’ve always been curious about what it feels like to dive into shadows.”
Eve replied, “It’s not particularly special. Because once you enter the shadow, your body changes from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, so even the seemingly thin shadow interior becomes relatively spacious. We barely notice this change. And for those with the ability, shadows do not obstruct vision. So overall, it’s similar to diving into water. The only thing to worry about is the clothes on our bodies.”
Eve lifted her skirt and spun around, saying, “Our clothes and weapons are made of special materials; otherwise, they would be pushed out during the process of entering shadows. Thankfully, mana cards, which are closely related to us as magical artifacts, can be carried with us. However, neither Eve nor I have much talent in mana technology; we only know how to use a few mana cards, all of which were semi-finished products provided by Miss Chris and refined by us.”
As she spoke, she revealed a shy smile.
Irina, who was beside her, saw her sister’s frequent shyness and couldn’t help but look slightly coldly.
Unlike her sister, who always paid attention to the young master, Irina preferred to stay in the “Scorpio Palace Maids.” That kind of freedom without serving anyone was what she desired. But here, she naturally wouldn’t show it.
After carefully listening to Eve, Dark asked again, “What about the ‘Heart Sympathy Art’?”
Eve smiled and nodded, “Of course, we also have that.”
She and Irina each knew three types of magic. Two of them were “Shadow Concealment Art” and “Heart Sympathy Art.”
Unlike “Shadow Concealment Art,” which requires special talent, “Heart Sympathy Art” is a cooperative spell that needs people with close blood ties. If they are twins, it’s easier to master.
Using “Heart Sympathy Art,” one can instantly transmit their sights and sounds to another person over thousands of miles, making it a special magic used to relay messages over long distances during wartime.
Unfortunately, there aren’t many people who can master “Heart Sympathy Art,” and those who are not proficient still face many restrictions. Therefore, information closure and delayed messages still exist during wartime.
Both Eve and Irina possess “Shadow Concealment Talent” and are proficient in “Heart Sympathy Art,” making them very rare talents. Having them as personal maids would be very convenient.
Unfortunately, they happened to encounter Olivia, who received the “Aries Sacred Armor” at the age of thirteen, making their luck very poor.
However, as she grew older, Olivia became more gentle, and when Dark needed them, she brought them back.
“Now that you know the ‘Heart Sympathy Art,’ there shouldn’t be any problems.”
Dark smiled slightly.
In this way, he could watch the “Demon King Execution Ritual” without being present.
So, let’s get ready—pumpkin seeds, milk tea, and popcorn!
Ready, Go!
…
After inviting the two sisters for breakfast, Dark had them demonstrate the “Heart Sympathy Art.” Eve stayed close by while Irina went to the back mountain.
What Irina saw and heard was processed by Eve’s brain and projected onto the snow-white walls.
The resolution and frame rate of the projection depended on Irina and Eve’s mana output and control abilities.
When the “Heart Sympathy Art” activated, the walls showed a tranquil forest scene, followed by the rustling of leaves and faint animal sounds, making the entire room seem like it had suddenly transported to the dense forest behind the mountain, giving a sense of being right there.
“This is the ‘Heart Sympathy Art’? I wonder if it can be converted into a magic spell card.”
Dark praised endlessly, causing Eve, as one of the terminals, to feel a slight joy in her heart.
Then, a wave appeared on the wall projection. It wasn’t a problem on Eve’s end but rather instability on Irina’s side.
During the activation of “Heart Sympathy Art,” not only sound and visuals, but also the sisters’ thoughts would synchronize.
Irina felt a rebellion against her sister’s happiness over just a little praise.
But they were both professionally trained, and the wave quickly stabilized.
Then Irina continued deeper.
Dark, full of enthusiasm, directed her from here, feeling as though he was “cloud traveling,” experiencing something entirely different from actually going up the mountain.
“This is amazing!”
He kept praising, and after fifteen minutes, he calmed down and asked Eve, “Eve, how long can you maintain the ‘Heart Sympathy Art’ with your mana?”
Eve didn’t hesitate, “At full power, it can last for half an hour. If we lower the clarity, it can go for a whole day. Of course, we both carry mana recovery elixirs, so under normal circumstances, it will last longer.”
“Mana recovery elixirs?” Dark thought for a moment, took out a bottle filled with “candy beans,” and casually threw it to her, “Taste it. If you like it, I’ll have Olivia make more jars.”
After taking the “candy beans,” Eve put one in her mouth.
The sweet taste with a hint of sourness flowed into her heart, causing Irina on the other side to swallow a small gulp.
Eve smiled, “I’m okay with sweets, but my sister loves them.”
Dark nodded, “Then bring more tomorrow.”
Half an hour later.
Dark reluctantly had the two sisters stop casting.
The advantage of having two terminals was that Eve could stabilize the images sent by Irina, preventing the画面剧烈摇晃的情况。
Eager for combat.
To prevent any accidents, Dark had them stay.
As for “Silver Wolf Knight” Camilla, she remained within the Gretbail Family.
Even Diana was strictly forbidden from going out.
Throughout the capital city, an intense atmosphere filled the air, as if a storm was about to break.
For Dark’s golem spirits, it was equally dire.
Because tomorrow was the interim test, all their learning achievements until now would be fully revealed during this test.
Anyone who performed poorly would undoubtedly be hung on the execution pillar.
Even without considering the loss of red flowers, they would have to endure ridicule and mockery from other golem spirits.
Dark’s golem spirits, though not visibly competitive on the surface, were fiercely competitive internally.
They always maintained a good child image in front of their master, but once the master turned around, they would reveal their fangs!
The competition between Deoxys and Eevee was particularly intense.
In the last final test, Deoxys ranked first, with Eevee coming in second.
This time, Eevee, with a ribbon tied around its head, was determined to aim for first place.
Deoxys also never slackened off; although outwardly calm, it stayed up late studying when night fell.
The other golem spirits were no less competitive.
Every night in Dark’s bedroom, candles glowed brightly.
So on this Saturday, the golem spirits were making their final push before the test, except for Little Cubone, who lay sprawled on the balcony, snoring incessantly.
Seeing Little Cubone being so lazy, the Trash Slime, whose intelligence had slightly increased with the help of Ms. Plant, seemed to see an opportunity to escape last place. These past few days, it had been burning the midnight oil as well.
If even the Trash Slime was working hard, what right did the other golem spirits have to be lazy?
Everyone seemed to realize a terrifying fact — if they were overtaken by the Trash Slime, they would truly be “worse than trash!”
…
Dark saw this and felt joy in his heart, preparing to hold a grand announcement of results after their tests ended — wouldn’t that give the top students more satisfaction?
To provide a safe environment for the golem spirits to focus on their studies, he specifically did not return to his room all day.
That afternoon, he invited Olivia, bringing Eve and Irina, and together they entered the kitchen.
Dark didn’t have many thoughts; he just wanted to make various types of milk tea, cold drinks, shaved ice, and ice cream to satisfy his taste buds.
July was blazing hot, but the heat was even stronger.
This “summer” might not end until September.
The development process went very smoothly.
Olivia’s culinary skills were top-notch, and Dark’s “Eagle Hand” was steady and fast. Eve and Irina’s fingers were also very dexterous.
Without anyone holding them back, samples were continuously produced.
Dark even tried making double-layer pudding, which tasted excellent.
…
While Dark Demon was engrossed in the kitchen, chaos in the capital city intensified.
Until today, a large number of outsiders continued to enter the capital city.
The city guards did not close the gates but merely raised the inspection standards.
But for those truly wanting to sneak into the city, there were ways to do so unnoticed.
At noon, when the sun was at its peak, the airflow above the city gate tower twisted slightly.
A small imp with butterfly wings sat atop the tower’s tip like a wisp of air. Even flying dragons and griffins circling in the sky failed to notice her presence.
Didi Maxwell reappeared, having restored her youthful and beautiful imp face.
Such an interesting event as the “Demon King’s Execution Ritual” naturally couldn’t be without the mischievous imps.
After being locked up for half a year, the imp greedily sucked in fresh air, thinking that in this distant capital, she wouldn’t run into those annoying guys again.
But suddenly, her gaze sharpened, noticing a huge beast charging from afar.
She watched as the beast swung its six chubby short legs, stirring up dust as it raced toward the city gate.
Didi quickly fluttered her wings, rapidly shrinking her body into a black-winged butterfly and hiding behind the tower.
Lily Laplace, standing on the six-legged giant beast, excitedly shouting, suddenly paused, sharply raising her head towards the tower. Her two beautiful big eyes flickered with confusion.
The butterfly transformed by Didi immediately stopped flapping its wings, fearing Lily would catch her in the act.
“Damn, why is Lily in the capital?”
However, besides Lily, there were also Kazel and Sarah Shylph on the back of the six-legged giant beast, whom Didi didn’t want to see.
This trio had come to the capital at this special time!
…
“Lily, who did you see?” Professor Shylph noticed Lily’s unusual behavior and immediately asked.
Lily shook her head and then smiled: “Just a butterfly.”
Professor Shylph smiled slightly, turning towards the city gate: “We finally made it before the fifteenth. Should we find a hotel first or directly inquire about the location of the ritual?”
Professor Kazel twirled his wand, humorously saying: “Let’s find a hotel to inquire about the location of the ritual.”
Lily was surprised: “Are we looking for a hotel? Isn’t Little Dak’s home in the capital?”
Professor Shylph rolled her eyes and said: “We’re here to enjoy ourselves, not to visit homes.”
Professor Kazel also laughed: “Although Demon will surely welcome us, we can’t just stay at a student’s house when we first arrive. I suggest… we wait until after the execution ritual tomorrow and then visit the Duke’s mansion.”
“That woman’s mouth.”
Lily pouted but still complained: “But isn’t this ritual boring?” Professor Shylph and Professor Kazel exchanged glances but didn’t answer.
Among the three, only Lily didn’t know that the Demon King had escaped.
Given her lack of interest in the Demon King, she naturally found it uninteresting.
But for people like Professors Shylph and Kazel who knew, it was quite meaningful.
Both wanted to see what mischief the Church of the Saints would cause.
“The three up there…”
The city guard responsible for checking identities of those entering the city struggled to lift his head and shout.
The six-legged giant beast, whose head resembled a toad, kept staring at him as it approached, occasionally extending its tongue, giving a sudden, terrifying feeling that it might pop out and snatch someone.
Professor Shylph softly said to the guard below: “Wait a moment, we’ll be down soon.”
Afterwards, she waved her hand, and two gentle breezes carried the three of them down to the ground.
And after the three of them descended, the six-legged giant beast dissipated into mana.
It was Professor Kazel’s golem.
They were originally supposed to arrive on a flying golem, but Lily insisted on seeing the scenery along the way, so they switched to a ground-type giant beast instead.
The city guard, seeing the three of them cooperating so well, couldn’t help but relax slightly.
The aura of the six-legged giant beast was overwhelmingly powerful, almost making him request for support, but fortunately, the magus controlling the beast was a reasonable person.
However, this combination…
The city guard’s eyelid twitched: “An elemental, a gnome, and an imp??”
He didn’t dare show his surprise and merely asked Professor Shylph and the others to present their identity cards.
As professors at Saint Maryann Academy, Shylph and the others naturally had identification cards issued by the kingdom.
They presented them one by one.
The city guard placed the ID card into a golem device. After the green button on the device lit up, he returned the card and warned, “Once you enter the city, please make sure not to summon any giant beasts. Also, due to recent chaos in the city, it’s best not to go out. You should find a lodging as soon as possible. Proceed!”
Professor Shylph nodded slightly and led Lily and Professor Kazel into the city.
This combination of three people should have been very eye-catching, but recently, many people from various races, including elves, came to the capital city. Even the noisy beastmen were common.
Thus, they quickly blended into the crowd.
…
Only when they finally left did Didi Maxwell revert back.
She sat in the air, swinging her slender nylon legs. The red dancing shoes on her feet glimmered faintly, like gems, but under the invisibility state, no one could see them.
“How annoying…”
Didi pouted, widening her eyes and scanning the ground randomly.
She had been watching the entrance for a long time, with no special significance—just curious about who would come to stir the pot.
The appearance of the Saint Maryann professors was completely unexpected.
She had thought that, given the church’s history of blaming others, the professors would avoid such ceremonies.
After all, the church was notorious for its blame culture.
If the professors from Saint Maryann… well, if the principal were there, they would surely blame Duke Altair for the failure of the ceremony.
Although Didi Maxwell was unclear about what happened to the Demon King, she was certain that the Demon King couldn’t be killed by some “execution ritual.”
That meant she always believed this “Demon King execution ritual” would fail.
So she traveled far to watch the church make a fool of itself.
“I really want to know what will happen after the church’s ritual fails. Will they get angry and embarrassed? Or pretend to ignore it? Or desperately try to shift the blame? Will those spectators become the church’s scapegoats?”
“Or perhaps the church will use this failure as an excuse to turn it into a trap to attract demon remnants and heretical churches?”
Didi flapped her wings idly, then suddenly blinked and looked up toward the distant sky.
In a place far beyond human sight, a massive creature was approaching!
“It’s a dragon!”
Even Didi Maxwell couldn’t help but show a look of astonishment.
In this era, pure-blood dragons were extremely rare and nearly extinct.
The main reason was that pure-blood dragons were naturally powerful but also very susceptible to being corrupted by magic!
Moreover, in most cases, a corrupted dragon was even stronger than before, which made demons covet pure-blood dragons greatly.
During the war’s end, desperate demons had repeatedly attacked pure-blood dragon nests, such places as the Giant Dragon Canyon and the Divine Dragon Island suffered the ravages of war.
A large number of pure-blood dragons were corrupted and perverted.
To retaliate, pure-blood dragons boldly joined the alliance of hundreds of races, but many lost their lives during the war.
The already small number of pure-blood dragons dwindled to near extinction.
Now that the war was over, the remaining pure-blood dragons chose to retreat and focus on breeding methods.
Therefore, it was basically impossible to see a pure-blood dragon outside.
But凭借小妖精敏锐的感知，Didi recognized the pure-blood dragon at first glance.
And the other party clearly saw her too.
Even though her invisibility technique was highly advanced, it was still inadequate before the “true dragon’s gaze.”
“Tsk!”
Didi forcefully clicked her tongue, abruptly turned around, and slipped away.
…
The pure-blood dragon, however, rapidly descended from afar.
When it landed, it quickly shrank.
The young girl sitting on it gracefully leaped down and turned to look at the pure-blood dragon transforming into a human.
Then the pure-blood dragon transformed into a human.
This was clearly a white dragon.
After transforming, she became a silver-haired beauty with skin as fair as snow.
“Mom.”
The girl called out to the person transformed from the white dragon.
“Mmm!”
The silver-haired beauty nodded with a smile, savoring the call as if she never got tired of it.
But the girl raised her slender finger and said, “I’ll go into the city alone next. Mom, you figure something out on your own.”
“Eh?” The silver-haired beauty’s expression froze momentarily, showing a slight pout.
The girl carefully arranged her long black hair, completely different from her mother’s, and said, “I have an ID. We’ll meet again after I enter the city.”
The silver-haired beauty nodded, “Alright, then. But Mom won’t accompany you to see the Demon King’s execution ritual. I need to stay away from the church people.”
The girl shook her head, “Didn’t I say we have a good place in this capital city, beyond the reach of the church’s influence? Although it’s somewhat disrespectful, for your safety, let’s visit tonight.”
The silver-haired beauty hesitated, “Of course, I remember everything you’ve said. But is that place really reliable? I mean, you’re just schoolmates.”
The girl took the small fat dragon off her shoulder and shook it at her mother, saying meaningfully, “What do you think?”
Seeing the golem with sentience, the silver-haired beauty couldn’t help but take a deep breath, “Fine, it’s up to you.”
