CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 42 THE DRAGONS OF THE BAGUA

degrees—for many mortals, this temperature would likely cause skin blisters and severe burns, eventually leading to death if exposure was prolonged... but a Silver Dragon’s breath for merely a second wasn’t fatal.

After all, the mortals of this world, though just mortals, possessed considerably better healing ability and physical constitution thanks to Mana, far surpassing those in Yila’s previous world.

Yet because the overall strength of this world had increased, relatively speaking, these people seemed weaker than the mortals of Yila’s former world.

This also indicated that the Silver Dragon named Reverie in front of him was merely venting a little... which was actually a good thing, as Yila found it hard to persuade others to let go of their hatred. His own values didn’t allow it.

Hatred was a kind of anger, and anger itself must have a purpose... not "value," but "meaning," and that meaning could not be ignored or disrespected.

"I’m sorry, ma’am... but at that time, I was on the battlefield opposing Favignano."

Yila, who spoke from within the flames unscathed, not even having opened his wings, blocked the extremely low-temperature Dragon Flame with just his body and Magic Armor, along with his clothes, said apologetically, "However, privately, we had a rather good relationship."

"..."

"I know, that idiot mentioned it many times, and I could sense it... at least now, your relationship with our daughter seems quite good."

The helpless Silver Dragon female looked at Yila, whose hair wasn’t even singed, and didn’t follow up with another blast of Dragon Flame... even if he had been seriously injured before, she would have healed him.

The battlefield was the battlefield. If there were no casualties, it would be too ridiculous.

She hadn’t asked other dragons about the situation in the Demon King Territory, so she hadn’t expected that Favignano had really died... he was a Dragon with nearly overwhelming strength on the Main Plane.

Even in the Dragon Realm, Favignano couldn’t be considered weak.

"Yes, I am Satan Ye’s... teacher."

Yila said, then, under the curious (and gossipy) gaze of the other dragons, explained, "A lot has happened... and when that idiot died by my hand, he died smiling."

Even saying that, Reverie still couldn’t quickly accept this topic. She tried to divert her attention, "How has Satan Ye been lately?"

That topic was rather complicated.

"Lately, aside from a fever caused by her Bloodline Awakening, everything has been fine."

Yila said, looking at the not-so-nervous Reverie, realizing that the Bloodline Awakening wasn’t particularly serious, and began speaking in detail about Satan Ye under the watchful eyes of the dragons.

"Of course, her condition gradually improved only after the truce between the Empire and the Demon King Territory."

Listening to Yila, Reverie could already guess that there would be a "but" following, and as she expected, Yila continued, "However, right after Favignano died and Satan Ye succeeded him, her state was far from good."

"The Sea Demons seceded from the Demon King Territory, the Blood Clan betrayed it, and most of the territories under demonic control stopped their tributes simultaneously, making the conditions in the Demon King Territory extremely difficult. She was forced to shoulder heavy responsibilities."

Yila said, looking at Reverie, whose distress was evident, "If you had been by her side then, she would have felt much better..."

Undoubtedly, Yila’s words were somewhat reprimanding. He was exacting a small revenge for being sprayed with Dragon Flame earlier... and it very clearly worked.

Reverie stood there awkwardly... unsure of what to say.

"Um... I... I’m very sorry."

Reverie, resembling a woman in her early twenties and sharing similar speech patterns with Satan Ye, apologetically said, lowering her head, "I am an Eternal Species, so it hasn’t felt like long to me, and... I didn’t expect Favignano to die."

To Reverie, her return to the Dragon Realm was like returning to her parents’ home for a few days. Even though Favignano’s death was Yila’s doing... Yila had to bear that burden.

However, the subsequent series of events triggered by Favignano’s honorable death, including betrayal and her daughter’s hardship and suffering, could not be blamed on Yila.

Otherwise, aside from being unqualified as a mother, she wouldn’t be qualified as a wife either.

"I’m very sorry... so as a mother, what can I do to make it up to Satan Ye?"

Reverie asked Yila in a humble tone, with a pleading look in her eyes, while the surrounding dragons watched the drama unfold... to be honest, they felt helpless about the situation.

The other dragons often left dragon descendants on the Main Plane... but usually, being hybrids, they just left them there unsupervised.

Reverie’s case, where a dragon bore another dragon’s child... even these dragons, who had no blood relation to Satan Ye, were quite concerned.

To Reverie’s request, Yila simply shrugged and said, "Your ’I’m sorry,’ should be said to Satan Ye herself... and Satan Ye doesn’t seem to hold any grudge against you in her life."

Moreover, she seemed to look forward to seeing you... perhaps this was the bond of blood.

Mother...

*Yila thought to himself, showing a nostalgic expression, recalling his family etched deeply in his memories... but he had never tried to meet his family’s souls even once while in his own Soul Federation.*

*It wasn’t that he couldn’t—it was that he didn’t dare... whether family, friends, or former colleagues, he didn’t dare meet any of them.*

"I think, clearly, there isn’t a rule in the Dragon Realm that forbids coming and going."

Yila said, inviting as he looked at the obviously joyful Reverie in front of him, "You should visit the Demon King Territory and see her... and help with the Bloodline Awakening problem."

"..."

At this point, both Reverie and the others had more or less sensed something unusual... Yila’s attitude towards Satan Ye was closer than typical teacher-student relationships.

"Yila... are you really just my daughter’s teacher?"

Reverie asked Yila while drawing a Transmission Array on the ground, and the surrounding dragons shared the same curiosity... the look in their eyes suggested they already saw Yila as a "son-in-law."

"I don’t understand your meaning... besides being her teacher, of course, I can be her friend, even her subordinate, and due to my relationship with her father, also her elder."

Yila responded normally.

...

"Mm~~"

"Oh~"

"Roar roar~"

But evidently, everyone thought otherwise...