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Chapter 141 The Need to Continue the Bloodline

"Can I do it every day?"

Ita looked at him, her pretty face flushed.

Caesar's lips twitched: "Are you trying to work me to death?"

"Oh"

Ita stuck out her tongue at him and gave him an embarrassed smile.

However, the thought that she would no longer have to go through that painful purification process, and that each purification now became an enjoyment for her, and that she could be with Caesar, filled her with indescribable excitement.

The curse that had plagued the dragon race for three generations was actually solved by Caesar.

More importantly, the Dragon Pact will no longer have negative effects, but will only possess that terrifying power, which is of great significance to the Frederick family.

It's no exaggeration to say that Caesar was the family's savior!

In the future, when Ita's descendants inherit the Dragon Pact, they will no longer be troubled by the curse, but will only gain that pure and powerful strength, which is simply a blessing for the family!
Thinking of this, Ita paused for a moment.

Descendants, perhaps?
Although she is still young, she understands to some extent that as the last pure-blooded dragon, she naturally bears the important task of passing on the dragon bloodline.

Because the Dragon King's bloodline is powerful enough, even if she is a dragon, she can pass on this bloodline. However, her partner must not be an ordinary person, otherwise they will not be able to withstand it in any way.

Therefore, the only remaining targets are hybrids and individuals with sufficient strength.

The family has also hinted, both openly and subtly, that because the probability of dragons getting pregnant is extremely low, only one in a thousand, and the process will be very long, it's best to do it as soon as possible.

However, it is indeed too early for her now; she should wait at least five or six years until her body is fully developed.

But before that, the target audience needs to be identified.
Ita's gaze unconsciously drifted to Caesar, who was slumped on the sofa.

Noticing Xiaolong's gaze, Caesar looked up and said, "What are you doing? Aren't you going to take a shower? You're going to stink from all that sweat."

"Well"

Ita blushed and quickly shook her head.

What was I thinking just now? Was the recovery process so comfortable that it affected me? That's too much.
"I...I'm going to take a shower first," Ita stammered, and quickly ran out.

"What is this little dragon thinking?" Caesar said speechlessly.

He reached out his hand, and the pink fairy Xue Lai appeared on his finger, but she was lying there weakly, looking as if she couldn't even lift her head.

"Thank you for your hard work." Caesar stretched out a finger and rubbed its head, transmitting a stream of magic into its body.

"Eeya!" Xue Lai moved slightly, then her body turned into points of light and merged into his body.

Xue Lai's blessing was an unexpected gain for him, and it will play a significant role in the future. In other words, as long as Xue Lai is around, he can fight more recklessly, and even if someone loses a limb, Xue Lai can revive them.

However, there is still a limit to the number of times it can be used. Xue Lai can no longer maintain the revival effect of the rotten wood flower indefinitely. But as long as the blessing is activated, he will be invincible during this period.

As he was thinking this, his nose suddenly twitched. The smell of Ita in the room hadn't dissipated yet, but Caesar felt that the smell was different from usual.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. He went up to the door and saw Old Butler Doruvan standing outside.

"Good evening, Your Excellency Caesar," Dorothy greeted him.

“The servant just told me you had arrived, and I should have come to make arrangements, but you were with the master of the house, so I was a little slow to respond.”

“Don’t worry about it. By the way, it’s getting late, and I’ll probably be staying here. Could you arrange a room for me?” Caesar said.

“Yes,” Doruvan said.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Also, I noticed that the head of the family seemed a little different than usual. Well, although it might be a private matter between the two of you, it does concern the head of the family. Could you tell me what you two talked about just now?"

“Oh,” Caesar shrugged easily, “she’ll tell you later.” “Oh,” Doruvan nodded in understanding, “then I won’t bother you any longer.”

Caesar seemed to sense that Doruvan's understanding differed somewhat from his own, but he didn't take it to heart.

A short while later, Ita's personal butler, Delina, came over and took him to his room. Ita arrived before the room was even ready, after he had finished showering.

She wore a coat over a black silk slip dress, her smooth black hair cascading down her back, and the scent of floral essential oils emanating from her, giving her an air of elegant, noblewomanly beauty.

"Caesar, are you comfortable sleeping here? Should we arrange another room?" Ita asked.

“No problem, you don’t need to worry about it. Go to bed early tonight,” Caesar said.

"Um"

But Ita, who responded, did not go out. Instead, she sat down on the edge of the bed, muttering, "It's a bit hot," and took off her coat, revealing a cool slip dress underneath, her fair shoulders exposed.

“I am so grateful to Caesar today. This curse of power has plagued three generations of my family, including my parents and grandfather. Being able to remove it is crucial for the entire family and even the dragon race,” Ita said.

“There’s no need for thanks between us. Family members help each other without any reason,” Caesar said, sitting down beside her and stroking her cheek.

"Hmm," Ita smiled, feeling the warmth from Caesar's palm.

"Caesar."

"Ok?"

Ita lowered his head, a bitter smile playing on his lips: "Actually, I've always felt uneasy, because I am the last dragon in the world, and the world can no longer hear the roars of any other dragon besides me."

"Even so, I'll still feel lonely."

“My family also told me to continue this bloodline, but I…” Ita looked at Caesar, then looked away:

"I've never known what to do. What if the dragon bloodline is completely severed with me?"

The atmosphere fell silent. Ita's heart pounded, filled with tension and anticipation for Caesar's response.

Just as she was waiting, Caesar suddenly embraced her.

Suddenly receiving a warm hug, Ita's mind went blank for a moment, her lips trembled a few times, and she immediately hugged him back tightly.

"Caesar."

Just as her heart was beginning to stir with emotion, Caesar said:
“Ita, you must understand that nothing in this world is immortal. Families, races, even civilizations—they all move forward and eventually perish. Everything in the world is like that, so you don’t need to carry such a heavy burden in your heart.”

"Ugh?"

Ita's expression froze for a moment, as if he realized that Caesar's understanding of his words was somewhat different from what he intended to express.

Is he encouraging himself now?

Caesar released her, pressed his hand on her shoulder, and smiled encouragingly:
"Therefore, what is most important to us is not whether we can prolong our lives, but to make the most of our limited time. Even if there is only one dragon left, you should let the world know your greatness and let the world know the greatness of the dragon race. That is what you should do."

As he spoke, he patted Ita's shoulder forcefully.

"Come on!"

Ita stared blankly at him, opened her mouth, and finally nodded:

"I understand, thank you for your encouragement, Caesar."

(End of this chapter)