Fremay held the inexplicably acquired good luck charm, blinked at the disappearing door, and shook her head with a mix of amusent and frustration.
"What a... hehe, this guy is actually a bit foolishly cute."
She didn’t quite know how to deal with this fellow.
Strong, naive, not very smart... and very able to eat.
Facing such a "rival," Fremay simply didn’t know how to handle it.
"Forget it, let her go."
"I hope she can actually find sothing to eat..." Fremay contemplated and suddenly fell silent.
"..."
She hesitated for a mont, then hugged her legs, looked stealthily from side to side like a thief.
Making sure Valentina wouldn’t suddenly pop out, she lowered her head and took a tentative bite.
"Ptu! Ptu ptu ptu!"
"Ugh—what was she thinking, wanting to eat this kind of thing!?"
She stuck out her tongue, looking at the faint tooth marks left on the crystal toes of the Alchemy Legs, and pouted, saying, "Really, who would have such a fetish?"
...
...
After bidding farewell to the "kind but sowhat stingy" Fremay, culinary adventurer Valentina embarked once again on a journey to fill her belly.
This ti, her destination was—Fourth Layer of the Third Commandnt Hall, filled with the fiery Molten Hell!
Having been here once before, Valentina still had an impression of this place.
She recalled one thing.
Inside here, there is sothing edible!
And just as Valentina arrived, Molten Hell was in the midst of an "epic" battle.
Epic—referring to Miss Devil being beaten so badly that she howled like she was singing, shedding tears of humiliation.
Flora kicked Miss Devil’s behind expressionlessly, already sowhat fed up.
Miss Demon even wondered whether the opposing Devil disliked her, or was simply bored and looking for things to do...
Every ti it’s the sa routine, insisting on getting beaten before feeling comfortable.
If Flora couldn’t clearly feel Kreti’s enthusiastic fighting spirit, she might have suspected whether the other party secretly had a crush on her.
Each ti provoking, each ti getting hit, is this so kind of little boy’s silly trick to pull a girl’s pigtails to get attention!!?
"Flora! Let go if you dare! Let’s fight again! I was careless earlier! I’ll definitely win this ti!"
Kreti felt soreness all over, yet her mouth was incredibly tough, constantly shouting for another battle.
"...Sigh!"
Flora sighed deeply, pondering whether to knock Kreti out completely for two to three months, so she could enjoy a period of peaceful days.
And just as she was about to make a move, having been reminded but choosing not to make a scene and instead watching quietly for a while, Valentina spoke up.
"Uh... sorry to interrupt, you two!"
It was better when she didn’t speak, her voice startled the two of them.
The two focused Monster Girls hadn’t noticed when another presence was added to the scene!
???
Who?
They turned their heads and saw a small head with flaming red hair peeking from the doorway.
The woman wasn’t looking at them, her gaze was fixated on the magma pool amidst Flora and Kreti.
"Can I drink so of your magma here?"
Gurgle.
That’s the sound of huge bubbles rising and bursting from the seething hot magma.
Gu—
And this was the thunderous sound emanating from the belly of the Hungry Dragon.
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"I’ll just drink a little bit!"
Valentina was afraid they wouldn’t agree, emphasized, "I won’t drink it all."
"Really! You can trust !"
The stomach of a Giant Dragon can digest almost anything in the world, whether it’s food or not.
All kinds of tals, various minerals, magma, magic items... they can all be consud.
So "refined" picky dragons would even use their dragon’s might to capture a team of Dwarven Artisans, having them day and night craft and forge unique flavors of "snacks" for themselves.
So special alloy recipes beginning with "Dragon" were born and preserved during this process.
"Uh..."
Recovering her senses, Flora’s lips moved slightly, looking down at the magma pool.
You want to drink this?
This...
Although Valentina was still in human form, the knowledgeable Flora already judged the other’s race from the dragon’s might.
A Giant Dragon, and a Legendary Peak level powerful dragon!
Flora knew dragons were indiscriminate eaters, magma to dragons was just a throat-soothing beverage.
But, the magma here is sowhat special.
This stuff really isn’t suitable for ingestion!
Miss Demon wasn’t sure whether to reveal to the beggar dragon intruding here that this magma was her "bathwater..."
Can this be said?
Moreover, this female dragon... Even though she was seeing her human form for the first ti, why did I feel she seed so familiar?
Did I see her before during my travels in the Mortal Realm?
Additionally...
"Why is my head feeling faintly painful?" Flora mused, puzzled.
This headache, why am I having a headache?
"Hiss!"
anwhile, Miss Devil perfectly displayed what it ans to be quiet as a chicken.
Kreti kept her mouth tightly shut, trembling and not daring to move an inch.
This aura, this aura is... her.
The crimson dragon from that day!
Valentina had left quite a profound impression on Miss Devil the last ti.
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