Eastern Niro City.
A crowd of women surged through the city gates and headed straight for the Beast Pen.
They shouted:
"Lord Abel! Lord Abel!"
Their voices woke the dozing Blue Dragon Wyrmling from far away.
Nearby, the Young She-Dragon Alicia and Koraman, who were tending the flowers and plants, also noticed something was amiss and moved a little closer.
When the women reached the Beast Pen,
Abel emerged from inside and looked down at them in puzzlement.
"What's going on? Do you need something from me?"
He found it strange.
Xiluo had specifically warned the dragons before not to interact with ordinary people unless they had a reason.
As a result, Abel rarely interacted with the city's ordinary inhabitants.
He had no idea what connection he could possibly have to so many women.
Hmm... of course, most importantly, he hadn't stolen any magical beasts from the city's wealthy residents lately!
"Ahem! Lord Abel, we heard your children were born?"
A beautiful, voluptuous woman stepped forward as their representative, cleared her throat twice, and asked gently.
She looked up at the Blue Dragon.
She gazed at his towering body and powerful muscles.
She felt that, although he wasn't as beautiful as Xiluo, whose beauty transcended species,
after seeing so many dragons, hearing so many stories about them, reading so many books about dragons, and the deliberate idealization encouraged throughout the city,
most women had unwittingly begun to feel that the other dragons looked rather good too.
Her eyes even drifted instinctively toward the Blue Dragon Wyrmling's lower body, between his hind legs.
That burning gaze startled the Blue Dragon Wyrmling.
His hind legs instinctively closed.
"Uh... yes. You're quite well informed. That's right. Are you here to congratulate me?"
His tail unconsciously swept across the ground.
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