Crossing the true dragon realm, and you call me Little Locke?

"no!"

Forced to revert to her past life's appearance, she wore a somewhat tight aristocratic dress.

Shuoyang tugged at his collar uncomfortably.

He thought to himself, "This dragon is neither a dragon nor a human."

"Are there any people around me who are still mentally sound?"

Lena looked at his long-unseen face and nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that Shuoyang was really uncomfortable, she went over and loosened his complicated collar to make him feel more comfortable.

While styling the hair, she asked with a hint of doubt, "Aren't you quite skilled at this transformation?"

"Back when you were still a fish, you were always thinking about transforming yourself."

"How come you can change now, but then stubbornly refuse to change again?"

"How can that be the same?"

Shuoyang pursed his lips, turned his head away, and avoided Lena's alluring fragrance.

He replied, "Back then, I couldn't live without water."

"Naturally, I was hoping that after the transformation, I would have a little more freedom."

"Now that I can fly and run, what's the point of transforming? Am I just waiting to have this thin layer of flesh pierced through, only to be given the glorious title of dragon slayer?"

"Snapped!"

Lena patted Shuoyang on the chest and glared at him.

Although she is a spellcaster, she is a half-human, half-demon Cambyon.

He had incredible strength, and he beat Shuoyang until he was grimacing in pain.

"Should I just become a dragonborn instead?"

Shuoyang rubbed his chest and tried to advise Lena, "This form has no scales and no breath, it's really too unsafe."

"This is it. I'm the employer, and I make the decisions!"

Lena firmly rejected his offer.

Perhaps influenced by her mother, she is a typical person who is obsessed with appearances.

Aside from her true form and human form, she disliked all of Shuoyang's other appearances.

As for Shuoyang, although he was lazy and afraid of trouble.

But keeping his word is his greatest virtue.

So since he promised Lena, he will fulfill his obligations.

"It's just turning into human form," he said, touching his waist.

There are six Poké Balls there, each containing one of the following Pokémon: Balloon Cat, Firecracker, Owl, Starlight Lion, Devil Wolf, and Platinum Unicorn.

These Pokémon, except for the Balloon Cat which I had already captured.

The others were all Pokémon he captured while leaving the nest, intending to show them to his mother.

In the end, only one balloon cat was used; the others were not used at all.

Now it's perfect for protecting myself.

Thinking this, Shuoyang suddenly felt a little envious of his mother.

Because Ramalantes possesses a supernatural regenerative ability, he can rapidly regenerate lost organs and limbs.

This ability makes her, like the Tyranitar, virtually immortal.

That was precisely what we relied on back then.

His mother was able to defeat an entire blue dragon clan led by an ancient blue dragon, despite being outnumbered and outmatched.

This thwarted the enemy's attempt to expand eastward and occupy the Farosian Plain and the Emerald Moon Sea.

The only pity is the source of this ability.

It was an extremely tragic childhood.

His mother, Lamarantz, whose real name was Lausella, was the youngest daughter of Mad Dragon Tonzos.

Tangoth is a female bronze dragon suffering from paranoia.

After driving away her mate—a silver dragon—she began conducting regeneration experiments on her daughter, Lamarantz.

The experiment was successful.

She applied the effects to herself because of her unrestrained greed.

This caused her flesh to swell wildly, turning her into a twisted and bloated lump of flesh.

It cannot fly, nor can it hunt.

For the next two hundred years, she survived by eating her imprisoned daughter.

For two hundred years, Lamarantz was eaten by his mother, reborn, eaten by his mother again, and reborn every day.

She was only able to break free of her shackles and escape when she grew into a mature dragon.

It was precisely this experience in his childhood that gave Ramalantz a certain hatred for his fellow human beings.

She prefers dealing with humanoid creatures to dragons.

Ultimately, she passed away at a very old age, just as she was about to lose her fertility.

They encountered the ancient dragon Fei Chen, who traveled through various planes, and had six children with him, including Shuo Yang.

Alvin is Ramalantz's human friend.

At that time, she also had a child, Lena, who was half-human and half-demon, with a succubus paladin who had redeemed himself.

So Shuoyang and the others grew up with Lena.

Shuoyang was naturally not reserved with her, and didn't hide anything from her when he had questions.

He tugged at his own slightly tight sleeve and asked, "So, what's going on with you?"

"Who's blind enough to want you?"

"Do you think you can force me to use you as a pretext to refuse you, without feeling disgusted?"

Seeing his clumsy and awkward movements, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Lena reluctantly pulled his wrist over and loosened his sleeve.

He explained, "She is Lady Siren's apprentice, a genius mage."

"There are also a few young upstarts from Farosia."

"They all think that since I am both a succubus offspring and a believer in the Fire-Haired Lady, I must crave their 'noble' love."

"The more I refused, the more persistent they became."

"And recently, because you killed Theodore, the Duke of the North is now in vain."

"Many Northern nobles have their eyes on my wealth and background, and want to use it to compete for the position of Lord of the North."

"They all came to block my door and propose, forcing me to stay inside so I didn't even dare to leave the house."

"Sometimes I really want to kill them and run away to my mom's place for refuge."

"Is it really necessary?"

Shuoyang glanced at her with feigned disgust, his words as if they were laced with poison.

He complained resentfully, "You're over fifty, you should be grateful that someone is pursuing you."

"Always being so picky, it's not like you're going to become a monk."

"And even if you want to become a monk, those hedonistic priests at the Sunny Church are all pretty adventurous."

"Just pick someone decent, why use me as a scapegoat?"

When he brought up his age again, Lena's temples bulged with veins.

She got angry; in a fit of rage, she lost her temper.

I'm thinking of giving Shuoyang a good beating! I'm afraid he'll use this as an excuse to run away.

So after much deliberation, she decided to retaliate verbally.

Lena suppressed her anger and smiled sweetly, "Agripa, do you know?"

"Actually, there is a type of person in this world."

"The more they care about something, the more they pretend not to care about it."

"The more they have something to hide from someone, the more they like to slander and distance themselves from that person."

"He's like a little boy who never grows up, so childish."

"Hmph," Shuoyang scoffed.

As the only normal dragon among a group of oddballs around it.

He naturally had a clear conscience and was fully justified.

So he directly retorted sarcastically, "Such people do exist."

"But there is another type of person who is even stranger than this."

"They have something to hide, so they think everyone else has something to hide too."

"Even worse, for reasons unknown, some people look down on their own kind and race."

"But she took a fancy to those strange and alien races with bodies like wild beasts, and even thought that they would think the same way she did."