I don't want to be a dragon maid!

Noah's golden eyes dimmed instantly. She sat in the corner, three black lines appearing above her head.

"I tried so hard to say it, I said it with such high hopes, but I got nothing in return, and then Shelley said this to me. Ah, I can't see the future in my life anymore, I want to find a noodle and hang myself..."

"You're playing the victim again, Noah. It's no use. No matter what you say this time, I won't back down!"

Shelley put her hands on her hips and said earnestly.

Noah did not answer. Strange plants began to grow on the walls around her, and colorful mushrooms began to sprout on her head.

"Hmm... Even if you do this, I won't back down!"

Shelley's expression softened slightly, but she remained defiant.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large gust of cold wind blew in from the corner, carrying with it Noah's plaintive sobs.

"Is it really necessary to be so sad? There will be other opportunities in the future."

Shelley looked at Noah, whose expression had grown increasingly somber, and sighed softly, saying helplessly.

"I just can't do anything with you..."

Just as Noah was still feeling dejected, she smelled that familiar lavender scent, which also carried the aroma of milk and honey.

Noah turned around and saw Shelley standing behind her, bending over, holding the plate of pink pudding in her left hand and a spoon with pudding in her right.

"Lord Shelley?"

Noah had barely uttered those words when Shelley shoved the spoon into her mouth.

A rich, sweet taste spread across his tongue. Noah looked at Shelley, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I don't have the courage to do those things with you right now. The only thing I can give up is this pudding."

Shelley spoke softly as she scooped up another small piece with her spoon and put it in her mouth this time.

"Oh, Lord Shelley?"

This time, Noah blushed as she watched Shelley's actions, her heart pounding.

"What's wrong? Can't I eat this pudding?"

Shelley licked the pudding crumbs from the corner of her mouth, her face flushed, and said softly.

"Of course not, but... Lord Shelley, what you're doing is essentially... indirectly..."

Noah stammered.

"What are you thinking? Pudding is just pudding. Don't give it any unnecessary meaning!"

Shelley puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"It's because you only made two puddings, Noah, and Teacher Annie took one with her, so I had to take turns eating them with you. Don't get the wrong idea."

Noah glanced at the table; there were still quite a few spoons on it.

"Why are you making do with just one serving of pudding?"

Shelley stared at Noah and said with a displeased expression.

"How could that be? I have no objection to whatever we eat with Lord Shelley."

Noah shook his head and said with certainty.

"That's good."

Shelley dropped her indifference, scooped up another spoonful of pudding, and held it to Noah's lips, speaking gently.

Come on! Ah!

"what……"

Noah opened his mouth and put the spoon in his mouth, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth again.

"Noah, how is it? Is it delicious?"

Shelley looked at Noah's satisfied expression and smiled faintly, asking softly.

"Delicious! No wonder it's Shelley's pudding!"

Noah paused for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up and said with a smile.

"What an idiot!"

Shelley looked at Noah and gave him a smile as sweet as pudding.

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Trouble of Giving Shelley Herbal Medicine

In the study on the top floor of the nameless castle in Snow Eagle City, Anne and Alice were eating dinner they had brought from Noah.

"Alice, Alice, these dishes taste pretty good, don't they?"

Anne ate her pudding, a spoon still in her mouth, and said with a relaxed expression.

"You hired the royal chef?"

Alice looked at Anne, her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Didn't those old guys say they wouldn't cook for anyone other than royalty? Sister, what did you give them in return?"

"Wrong! These dishes weren't made by the royal chefs, but by Miss Shelley."

Anne gently shook her finger, her face even more smug.

“Miss Shelley… Shelley Brenda? The current owner of Noah Loran?”

Alice looked at Anne expressionlessly and said indifferently.

"That's right, it's that one. He's a very well-behaved child."

Anne clapped her hands together and said happily.

"She cooks very well and looks very cute, like a large doll."

"Hmph, I see. Sister, is this your way of expressing your stance on my behalf?"

Alice gently pushed aside the food in front of her, looked at Anne, and said softly.

"Alice, if you want to become a hero, can you choose other professions? You don't necessarily have to be a dragon knight?"

Anne sighed softly, looking at Alice with obvious distress in her eyes.

"Besides, Miss Noah and Miss Shelley are very close. Even if you wanted to get involved as a third party, you wouldn't have the chance. If you get rejected, don't blame me for not warning you."

"A union between strong individuals is not a matter of trivial romantic love."

Alice said indifferently.

"And so what if the food is delicious? If you're not good at it, nothing you say matters."

"Alice, do you really want a pure-blooded dragon?"

Anne said, increasingly distressed.

"I just want to do everything to the best of my ability. Either I won't be a hero, or I'll become the strongest hero!"

Alice slowly clenched her fists, and a cold flame seemed to burn in her eyes.

"I searched through all the ancient books, and only the Dragon Knight can reach the most perfect state."

"Alice..."

Anne was about to say something, but Alice reached out and stopped her.

"Sister, there's no need for further words. I won't resort to tricks and schemes. I will defeat her fair and square in the test. That pure-blooded dragon will naturally know who the best choice is."

"That's just how you are, always forcibly imposing your will on others. You'll suffer a great loss sooner or later if you keep doing that!"

Anne rubbed her head, looking pained. She put away her smile and said seriously.

"In short, Alice, I'm not on your side in this matter. If you go too far, I'll intervene as your teacher. Don't blame me for disregarding our sisterly bond then."

"up to you."

Alice snorted and turned back to her chair, continuing to flip through the magic book.

The book Alice was reading had several large, glittering gold words engraved on its cover—"The Art of Explosion"...

Inside the wooden house, Shelley, who was reading a book, shivered. She coughed a few times, then looked around with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Lord Shelley, are you cold?"

Noah, who was simmering soup nearby, looked at Shelley's actions with concern on her face.

"No, I just feel like someone is watching me..."

Shelley patted her face and said somewhat uneasily.

"It feels like a giant wolf staring at your back."

"In that case, Lord Shelley, you don't need to worry."

Noah rolled up her sleeves, struck a pose showing off her biceps, and said with a smug look on her face.

"Whether it's a giant wolf or a giant, Noah will help you defeat them!"

"Noah, you're really direct... But what are you brewing right now?"

At that moment, Shelley smelled a strong medicinal aroma. She looked at Noah and asked curiously.

"This is a medicinal soup I made with Bloodrage Flower, Ice Soul Grass, and various rare herbs,"

Noah put her hands on her hips, puffed out her chest, and looked even more smug.

"Hmph, I've named it the most awesome Noah's Maid's Special Healing Tonic Soup in history! One sip of this soup and you're invigorated; two sips and you're unstoppable; three sips..."

"Speak the key."

Shelley said softly.

“I noticed Shelley coughs from time to time. Although she’s much better than before, she’s still very weak, especially after casting the spell; she seemed to be exhausted…”

Noah also dropped her playful expression; she leaned forward slightly, her worry clearly showing in her eyes.

"So I used Bloodrage Flower to make this medicinal soup, and after drinking it, Lord Shelley's illness was cured."

"Oh, am I coughing?"