“…So beautiful.”
“Huh?” Jasmine tilted her head, wondering if this girl had suddenly had a brain freeze and gone silly.
No, she didn’t seem all that smart to begin with.
Limdis widened her eyes.
Those words slipped out unconsciously, and when she realized her slip, she immediately turned her gaze away, her cheeks flushed red.
“Of course! No matter what, you can’t possibly be more beautiful than my Lady Saint!”
“…Pfft.” Limdis’ silly reaction made Jasmine chuckle.
Unbeknownst to her, Jasmine’s smile left Limdis in a daze once again.
It was like a beautiful snow lotus blooming in a barren desert, stunning and dazzling, making it hard to look away.
Could this dragon have succubus blood?
“I have a question.”
“What is it?” Limdis was a bit afraid to look at Jasmine’s face, fearing she’d be captivated again.
Despite the elders in her clan saying that dragons were shameless, greedy, and ugly creatures, the reality seemed different.
“When you first caught my scent, you knew who I was, right?”
“Hmph, what do you take me for?”
“Then why did you save me?” Jasmine, sitting cross-legged on the ground, tilted her head.
If her memories from her past life were correct, she remembered that Aurevigia and the White Feathered Dragons had a relationship so bad it couldn’t even be described as hostile.
Both sides loathed each other, calling one side shameless, promiscuous wild foxes, and the other greedy, dirty dragons.
They’d fight on sight even without any grudges.
As a beast under the protection of the fox clan, Limdis must have been influenced by this growing up, so he couldn’t understand why she chose to help.
“In that situation, if I didn’t save you, who would?” Limdis mumbled.
“Besides, you helped me before.
Lady Saint always emphasizes that beasts should repay kindness.”
“And also…”
“And also?”
“Lady Saint instructed me that if I encounter White Feathered Dragons, I should help them if I can.” Limdis didn’t use her usual dramatic tone, likely quoting directly.
Jasmine was a bit surprised.
This fox clan’s Lady Saint seemed quite different, not only not disliking White Feathered Dragons but also instructing her subordinates to help them if possible.
“Oh right, I almost forgot!” Limdis leaned in like a little puppy, squinting her eyes.
“I still don’t know the source of that familiar scent on you!”
“Get lost, there’s nothing familiar on me…” Jasmine paused, suddenly thinking of something.
Could the scent she meant be from the fox fur currently tucked in her cloak?
Seeing Limdis, who was gradually leaning in with suspicion written all over her face, Jasmine swallowed nervously, feeling a bit guilty.
“What?? Are you hiding something from me on purpose?” Limdis became instantly alert.
“No, no! What are you talking about, haha… Oh right, do you remember the restaurant we ate at that day?” Jasmine forced a smile, awkwardly changing the subject.
“It’s already noon, you must be hungry.
Let’s go to that place again, and this time it’s on me!”
“Oh really?!” Limdis’s eyes lit up, wagging her furry beast ears like a well-behaved puppy, instantly forgetting about the scent.
Let’s just consider it a small price to pay for peace… Mo Li took out a wallet decorated with a flying dragon, shook it for a while, and only a meager silver coin and a few copper coins fell out.
This amount wasn’t enough to treat anyone…
Life is tough, Jasmine sighed.
The wallet was a gift from Norma, and Jasmine hadn’t used it much.
After all, a wallet is a symbol of wealth, and for this dirt-poor dragon whose total assets couldn’t fill a corner of the wallet, it wasn’t very useful.
“Don’t be like that~ The last place wasn’t high-end enough.
This time I’ll take you to a better restaurant~” Putting away the empty wallet, Jasmine smiled in compromise with poverty.
“A better restaurant, is it a new one?” Limdis wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, her eyes sparkling like a stream filled with little stars.
“Tastier than a new restaurant~” Jasmine coaxed.
“Yay yay!” Limdis didn’t care if it was a new or old restaurant, as long as it was delicious.
So, under Jasmine’s lead, the two arrived at a mansion.
Meanwhile, Norma was quietly drinking tea and reading in the study.
“Master Norma, Miss Jasmine has returned.” A shadow appeared beside him, his personal guard, Rocco.
“Oh, I was wondering why she didn’t come for breakfast this morning.
I was worried something happened.” Norma smiled.
“She must have been preoccupied with the competition and left in a hurry this morning.
Rocco, tell the kitchen to prepare more of her favorite dishes.”
“Yes…” Rocco hesitated.
“Is there something else?”
“It’s not a big deal, but Miss Jasmine didn’t come alone.
She brought a girl about her age.”
“Oh… Hmm?” After a brief pause, Norma slowly put down his book, forgetting to place the bookmark.
“Rocco, why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“Hmm?” Rocco was puzzled.
“This isn’t a small matter.” Norma stood with his hands behind his back, quite pleased.
“That child has finally come to her senses and brought someone she likes home for a meal.”
“Huh?” Rocco was slightly stunned.
“Is that so?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Bringing someone of the opposite sex home at that age, if not someone she likes, then what? Pure friendship? Impossible.”
“…I think they might just be simple friends, that’s all.” Rocco shared his view, only to receive a meaningful look from Norma.
“Rocco, life isn’t just about monotonous training.
There’s also the wonderful allure of love and a rich, colorful private life.”
“…”
“Forget it, you probably don’t understand what I’m saying.” Norma sighed.
After all, Rocco had been trained as an elite of the Holy See since childhood, knowing nothing but combat, let alone the ambiguous relationships between men and women.
“Then, should I have the kitchen prepare more dishes?” Rocco’s suggestion earned another eye roll from Norma.
“More dishes? Do you think a meal between young lovers is just about eating?”
“Forgive my ignorance, but what else could it be for?”
“Naturally, it’s for flirting.” Norma smiled mysteriously.
“Go, have the maids prepare like this…”
