I don't want to be a dragon maid!

"Lady Shelley, if you eat your fill and then go to sleep, you'll turn into a pig!"

Noah looked at Shelley's tired face, gently patted her cheek, and whispered something.

"If you want to sleep, it's better to go home. Look, there are no blankets here. It wouldn't be good if you caught a cold."

"But I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a little while, really just a little while..."

Shelley shifted into a more comfortable position, closed her eyes, and began to doze off.

"Lady Shelley, it would be dangerous for you to be asleep like this if we were in danger."

Noah gently shook Shelley's body, and she whispered.

"Anyway, Noah will protect me..."

Shelley closed her eyes, pouted, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Noah is much stronger than me. He even beat me in our battle just now. I feel relieved with you here... Whew!"

"Is that so? I defeated Lord Shelley."

A strange light flashed in Noah's eyes, and the smile on her face gradually became cunning.

"Lady Shelley...Lady Shelley..."

Shelley did not respond; her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and her body was curled up in a ball.

"Lord Shelley, Noah has covered you with a blanket."

Noah took a blanket from his bundle and gently covered Shelley with it, then observed her reaction.

Shelley remained unresponsive; she seemed to still be asleep, looking just like Sleeping Beauty.

"It seems Lord Shelley is asleep, so it's time for me to keep my bet."

Noah gently placed his finger on Shelley's red lips, then lightly touched them, and whispered as he leaned closer to Shelley.

"Lord Shelley, please don't blame Noah for being rude. After all, I was just keeping my bet."

"After all, Lord Shelley, you yourself admitted that I won the bet..."

Noah originally wanted to persuade Lord Shelley to honor the bet, but seeing that Lord Shelley deliberately omitted the wager, Noah didn't bring it up.

Moreover, Noah dared not mention it. Putting aside whether Shelley's face would melt, even Noah's thick skin would be as fragile as a wet piece of toilet paper when faced with the words "want to kiss."

The heavy rain outside continued, and the sound of the rain hitting the ground was very annoying.

However, for Noah, what was bothering her now was not those sounds, but her increasingly loud heartbeat.

One after another.

As Shelley's stunning beauty drew ever closer, Noah felt his heart pounding in his chest.

If Noah could see himself now, he would see that her face was flushed and her golden eyes were full of shyness, making her look no different from Shelley, whom she usually teased.

Noah's lips stopped right in front of Shelley's; just a little more and he would be done...

Noah turned her head back, clutching her chest, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath like a fish out of air.

Noah, Noah, you were just one step away from success, why did you chicken out! You need to stand up straight!

You're usually a seasoned driver on Mount Akina, how come you've turned into an innocent young girl?

Well, in some ways, I seem to be just an innocent young girl...

Noah mentally prepared herself, pressed her hand to her chest, took a deep breath, and looked at Shelley again.

Lady Shelley is truly a terrifying woman. She can be so casually flirtatious normally, but once she's asleep, she's completely irresistible. The balance of power shifts dramatically!

However, this small difficulty was no obstacle for Noah Loran. This time, she was determined to kiss him, and she would do it while Shelley was asleep.

So close, so close...

As Noah watched as he drew closer to Shelley's cherry-like lips, a buzzing sound shattered the beautiful atmosphere.

Noah clearly saw a black mosquito land on Shelley's face, standing out conspicuously against her pale skin.

Noah frowned, then gently flicked her hand at the mosquito, which easily dodged and continued flying.

But strangely, the mosquito always flew around Shelley, and every time she was about to bite, she would see that mosquito.

It flew around in front of Noah, like a persistent ghost.

Noah's fist hardened instantly, veins bulging, and the buzzing sound completely ruined the atmosphere.

If I can't kiss Lord Shelley, can't I at least swat you, you damned mosquito?

Noah was afraid of waking Shelley, so he didn't dare to swat the mosquitoes and instead used both hands to catch them.

One, two, three...

As a dragon, Noah was fast, but the mosquito was even faster. No matter how agile she was, the mosquito would always dodge in a more agile way and then continue to hover around her with a "buzzing" sound.

"Damn mosquitoes!"

Noah gritted her teeth; this was the first time she had suffered such humiliation since becoming a maid.

The humiliation caused by a mosquito—how could I possibly tolerate that!

Noah unleashed the full potential of his hands, his lower body remained as stable as a mountain, while his upper body moved as if he were doing calisthenics.

But this mosquito from another world was truly extraordinary; it dodged all the attacks!

The annoying buzzing sound still echoed in Noah's ears, and the black shadow still flew around in front of her.

Noah's forehead veins bulged, and magic gathered in her right hand, forming a halo in her palm!

"Light Wheel Slash!"

Taking advantage of the moment the mosquito landed on the corner of the table, Noah threw out the light ring in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, a small piece of the table corner was sliced ​​off, and the mosquito was split in two!

The aperture didn't disappear; after cutting through a corner of the house, it vanished into the heavy rain.

"My aperture shouldn't hit anyone, right?"

Noah looked at the disappearing halo, scratched her face, and muttered to herself.

"It can't be, after all, my Light Wheel Slash can only last for ten seconds, and it's raining heavily in the forest, how could there be anyone there? Noah, are you just scaring yourself?"

With that, Noah put aside her unease. She looked at the sleeping Shelley again, took a deep breath, and slowly approached her once more.

This time, she is determined to fulfill the bet she made with Lord Shelley!

Not far from the house, amidst the torrential rain, three figures were faintly visible in the rain.

"You've managed to hold on this long, that's quite impressive, Miss Knight!"

A figure spoke slowly.

Chapter Fifty-Two: A Tragedy in the Rainstorm

However, it was more like a ghostly shadow than a human figure, as the two people standing there had lost their human form.

They wore tattered red cloaks, and the exposed parts of their bodies were not normal skin, but twisted, protruding muscles and bone spurs piercing through them.

The heavy rain poured down on them, turning into puffs of white mist. Their faces were obscured by the cloaks above their heads, but their ghostly crimson eyes were clearly visible.

Kneeling on the ground was a white-haired girl clad in armor. Her heroic face was filled with resentment, and her pale red eyes were fixed on the monster in front of her. Her white teeth clashed together, making a "crack" sound.

"hateful!"

The white-haired girl slowly supported her body with her sword, but soon she knelt down again.

“You wouldn’t have died today. My brother and I were just looking for our blood ancestor’s bride, but you people insisted on courting death, so we had no choice but to take action.”

One of the smaller ghostly figures stretched out its pale palm and caught the raindrops. The rainwater fell into its palm and corroded small holes like sulfuric acid, but it quickly repaired itself.

"We brothers have really troubled you, you even prepared the Holy Mother's Tears to deal with us, but unfortunately, this holy energy has no effect on us at all!"

The short, dark figure said smugly.

"Brother, can I eat this? I want to eat it!"

The tall, dark figure stared at the white-haired girl, letting out a strange cry, and yellow saliva began to drip from his cloak.

"My brother, no! This knight is just a tool, meant to bear your babies."

The short, dark figure grinned maliciously.

"Little baby, hehehe, little baby."

The tall, dark figure stared at the white-haired girl and let out a strange laugh.

The white-haired girl's face turned deathly pale. She forced herself to stand up, then pulled out the sword stuck in the ground and pointed it at the two of them.

"Sir Knight, it's no use. My strength is at the Blood Envoy level, equivalent to a high-level human mage. You are no match for me."

The short, dark figure sneered as he spoke to the white-haired girl.

"Even if you defeat him, I still have my brother. Don't let his seemingly foolish appearance fool you; he's a Blood Lord-level monster, ten times stronger than me, equivalent to a Grand Mage... no, even stronger than a Grand Mage! This kind of strength is what makes us Blood Demon Brothers so powerful in the South!"

"Stop resisting, and perhaps we can be a little gentler, no..."

The short, dark figure let out a series of cold laughs.

"Even if my journey ends here, I will not allow evil to humiliate me!"

The white-haired girl gripped the longsword in both hands, staring intently at the approaching short, dark figure. Her eyes were sharp as unsheathed swords, and all her magic and holy energy were concentrated in her hands.

This will be the white-haired girl's strongest sword strike, and also her last. Once she unleashes this strike, the white-haired girl will lack magic power, causing her heart to rupture.

“Master, Father, Mother, I’m sorry, I can’t keep my promise to you. My journey—Margaret Saran’s journey—comes to an end.”

The white-haired girl said softly.

"You want to die with me? It's no use!"

The short, ghostly figure saw through the white-haired girl's intentions at a glance and laughed loudly.

"The difference in strength between us is too great. Even if you use your full strength, you cannot harm me in the slightest. I am the invulnerable Blood Demon Selek..."

Before he could finish speaking, a circle of light suddenly flashed through the rain and struck the short, ghostly figure.

The short, ghostly figure suddenly fell silent, and the fervent, arrogant crimson eyes within the cloak lost their luster.