Chapter 67

Mel said, "Because there are only about a thousand dragons, but tens of thousands of dragon riders."

--That makes sense. The creator of the Diana Continent has always been fair. After the dragons received unparalleled divine gifts, their ability to reproduce became pitifully low. Although humans are not outstanding in any aspect and each indicator is balanced but not remarkable, among all races, humans have the strongest adaptability and the greatest potential.

Unfortunately, many dragon riders, after obtaining a class, can only become hoverbike riders.

"But even riding a motorcycle, he's still a dragon knight," Moli suddenly chimed in from behind us, explaining even more clearly than Mel. "Becoming a dragon knight doesn't necessarily mean finding a suitable dragon partner to fight alongside. It means he possesses the essential qualities of a dragon knight. Finding a battle partner is no easier than finding a boyfriend or girlfriend! That's why many dragon knights or dragons are still 'single'!"

Mel and I nodded in agreement. So it seems that dragon riders are indeed a remarkable breed of rider. I used to think that most dragon riders rode dragons because they liked to fly, but now I realize that my idea was very superficial. I was practically treating dragons as floating vehicles. In fact, many dragons who have aged have extraordinary wisdom.

Looking at the card in his hand, Mel said, "We've already wasted so much time, let's go!"

He grabbed my hand and said urgently for the first time, "I've picked out a hotel. I read the online reviews, and they say the bed is huge, you can roll around on it as much as you want without falling off!"

I looked at the picture and unconsciously swallowed... That bed really did look soft and comfortable. Imagine rolling around on it with Mel in my arms...

Hmm...

That's great!

"Let's go!" I nodded and said.

Chapter 67

As soon as I finished speaking, Mel immediately pulled me up into the air. The speed was so fast that I had to grab one of our apprentices. It felt like I was holding onto three balloons, floating behind me. The three girls huddled together, screaming loudly, but they quickly got used to it. Anna and Moli seemed to be taking pictures?

... I also heard Ruiduo laughing happily?

Mel quickly swept across the city buildings and crossed the streets, glancing at the map in her hand every now and then. A moment later, we appeared in front of a building—a modern, tall and magnificent structure, but its exterior design maintained the traditions of the Holy Dragon Empire, decorated with many dragon patterns. I didn't even see the hotel's name, but could only tell that it must be a high-end luxury hotel before Mel dragged me into the room.

"Two rooms, big enough beds, nice bathtubs, and sturdy rooms!" Mel said, slapping five gold cards on the table.

The receptionist was stunned by Mel's aura, and took the card in a daze. She quickly checked the room, and Mel turned around, took the room key, and stuffed the bank card into Anna's hands, asking her to handle the registration and payment. She also told them to order takeout and leave it at the door. I only had time to take out the women's clothes and daily necessities that I had brought with me and stuff them into their hands before I was quickly grabbed and rushed into the elevator.

"Moli —remember to give her some digestive medicine—" I hurriedly called out, "Feed Ruiduo! She's so young, don't give her random foods..."

The elevator doors slammed shut in front of me. Mel's arm was still wrapped around my waist, and her hands were groping around, as if she didn't want to wait even half a minute longer.

... I... I looked at Mel with a helpless expression. He was standing with his feet up, staring at the numbers on the elevator, looking so impatient that I was speechless. It reminded me of when I was in elementary school and heard that we could go to the amusement park together on weekends.

... Seriously, did the receptionist mistake Mel for a dragon? She looks just like a monstrous dragon carrying its mate to its nest during breeding season!

The elevator doors opened, Mel, like a wisp of black smoke, swept me into the room. In the blink of an eye, he locked the door, activated the protective barrier, and turned on the lights. When I turned around again, I was shocked to find Mel already on the bed, frantically undressing. In the blink of an eye, he was completely naked. His speed made me wonder if he had practiced undressing before.

This is practically the same as the "one-click equipment removal" shortcut in the online game that Moli and her friends play!

"Come quick, come quick!"

Mel, lying on the bed, excitedly patted the bed beneath him and shamelessly flaunted his body to me.

... Then I realized that, under Mel's blunt gaze, slowly taking off my clothes only made my face flush. So it seems I've also learned the skill of "removing equipment one piece at a time".

My hands were trembling slightly... It was the same last time. I could smoothly and fluidly perform the most complex forbidden spell casting gestures, but now, even putting down clothes normally almost resulted in putting them into the fish tank to feed the fish. Meanwhile, Mel was staring at me with his excessively blue eyes, unblinking. I even wondered if he had cast a spell on his eyes so he didn't need to blink?

Hmm... Mel has a really nice figure!

Compared to the average frail mage, Mel's physique is enviable, with firm and well-defined muscles, but definitely not as exaggerated as the knights'. For example, Lusien's pectoral muscles might be larger than Moli's... That would look very un-mage-like. Even if someone had a mage's physique, I would doubt that their combat power in wielding a staff to strike an enemy would be greater than their combat power in casting spells... Mel, on the other hand, looks well-proportioned and dignified—that's what makes a legendary archmage so remarkable. Not just magic, Mel's physique is legendary!

As soon as I climbed into the big bed, Mel immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and kept kissing my face. Even though I had experienced this before, I could still hear my heart pounding with joy.

I've found that I can now be completely honest without any shame. I just really like Mel. I like reading books and doing experiments with him, practicing magic with him, and I especially like doing intimate things with Mel. Not only that, but even if we don't do anything, I like being with Mel.

I think I might really have contracted "Mel addiction," and I'm afraid it's incurable.

So I lowered my head and kissed my Mel hard.

Hmm... We didn't eat any sweet pudding this time, so why does Mel still taste sweet to me?

... It's warm, soft, and so comfortable!

"Xipei, your lips are so soft..." Mel cupped my face and whispered, "I want to kiss the tip of your tongue..."

OK!

Hmm... Didn't you say you were close? You're practically eating my tongue off...

... Don't suck so hard... Why are you treating me like a beverage can again?

... Hmm... it was all swallowed into Mel's mouth...

But I couldn't protest, because the moment I regained control of my tongue, my mouth blurted out before my brain could issue the command, "Mel, keep going, it feels so good!"

Mel was quite cooperative in this matter, and even though neither of us was wearing clothes and certainly didn't have any pockets, Mel suddenly pulled out a small jar full of a strange paste.

He also told me, "It's an elven balm! I heard it's incredibly effective; even the elves rave about it. I bought it in the dwarven Gray Mountain City."

I paused for a moment. "When did you buy it? Weren't we always together back then? And... you've been keeping it in your spatial ring, fighting for space with precious magical materials?"

"Xipei! I'm ready! Come quick!" Mel said, hugging me.

I let out a soft breath, recalling what Mel had done last time...

... Um...

Ahhh! I'm going to scream!

It is extremely inappropriate for a monk to scream uncontrollably in a hotel room!