Huh? Eating?

Charlotte maintained her battle-ready posture for so long that her arm started feeling sore. Nevertheless, her good upbringing made her instinctively point to a place not far away.

This is the Market District, the busiest place in Misty Forest County, known for its Mist-Weaving Antelope Milk, which leaves a clean and sweet aftertaste with a hint of misty bitterness unique to the area. To the north of Misty Forest County, there is a Mist-Weaving Antelope farm, and the region's specialty dairy products are regularly shipped across the Kingdom for sale. Among them, Charlotte's favorite, the milk curd, is always bought at the market by the mansion's maid for her enjoyment...

No, Charlotte, is this really the time to be thinking about such things!

She shook her head vigorously. Ethan thanked her, and by the time she came back to her senses, he had already walked away. The owner of the Mist-Weaving Antelope Milk stall was still completely bewildered and returned to her spot behind the stall with Ethan's help, staring at the goods in a daze for a long while, as if she suddenly remembered that she was the owner of the stall.

"Two large cups of Mist-Weaving Antelope Milk."

"Thank you for your patronage."

This was a conversation that happened every day, yet here it felt bizarre in every way.

Clearly, Charlotte wasn't the only one to think so. The nearby Summoners also witnessed the scene—they watched as the "robot" flashed a fervent smile. Beside him, a gigantic Mist-Weaving Antelope with its belly cut open summoned a new mist, and from deep within the mist came the sound of footsteps.

Next, they all saw the entire process of this hatchling dragon, tainted by "mechanical" pollution, breaking out of its shell. Anyone could tell that this hatchling dragon was the complete opposite of the white dragon Charlotte rode, causing everyone's heart to skip a beat.

Fate convenes here, and they were all going to witness a battle between the illusory and the real.

It would be a battle beyond everyone's understanding.

But...

This young man emerging from the mist, suspected to be the "robot's" superior, turned out to be just a milk seller, and what happened next left them even more astonished.

Like coaxing a child, Ethan held the newborn hatchling dragon in his arms. The little guy stretched out comfortably, flexing its body and wings, kicking its tiny claws in the air like a child playfully snuggling up to its father.

Ethan fed the hatchling the freshly bought milk, and the hatchling immediately squinted its eyes, guzzling down both large bottles of milk. Then, it lifted its head and let out a faint hiss toward a nearby stall emitting the aroma of barbecue. Its mechanical wings rubbed up against Ethan's arm.

You're going to destroy the world?

This thought surged in everyone's mind.

Indeed, they also saw a peculiar white cat perched happily on Ethan's shoulder, its eyes squinted into a joyful line, inexplicably giving off the vibe of a young couple enjoying life with their child.

What on earth is going on here?

Even though the Kingdom had opened marriage legislation between Summoners and magical creatures long ago, it generally targeted humanoid creatures or those capable of mimicking human form. They had never heard of a Summoner getting involved with a creature like this cat, whose form was so small it clearly hadn't reached a stage of human mimicry.

"The same as his."

Charlotte blushed and slid off the white dragon's back to the ground. Her companion seemed to have no hostility toward the newly hatched black dragon, and curiously leaned in to sniff the strange kin, occasionally dipping its head to sniff at the black dragon's wings.

The hatchling dragon, on the other hand, paid no mind to anyone else, its mouth filled with succulent barbecue.

The Swallowtail Butterfly joined the pair, though being vegetarian, she only asked for some grilled mushrooms and eggplant.

???

The Summoners on site became even more confused.

The battle seemed to have ended before they even realized it, and the Market District atmosphere returned to its peaceful state, just in time for the beginning of the night market.

The rarely-seen City Lord of Misty Forest County, the Swallowtail Butterfly, made an appearance here, eating barbecue in the open like everyone else.

"What exactly is going on with you?"

Charlotte raised the skewer in her hand. Standing behind her, the white dragon swallowed it along with the barbecue skewer. She still couldn't accept how someone could ask for a milk stall's location with the aura of a world-destroying force.

"It's not good; it might cause digestion problems in children."

Seeing this, Ethan gestured at the crunching sound coming from the white dragon's mouth with an empty skewer, sharing parenting insights with Charlotte.

In fact, he had been forced into this situation, and lost a bag of money to Rowena and the Other Shore, temporarily carrying the "jinx" label.

He was once again awoken from his sleep. Rowena bounced excitedly on the table because the dragon egg suddenly began to shake, with a crack appearing on it, prompting Ethan to hastily get out of bed, feeling a sudden tension as if he had been told his wife was about to give birth in the middle of the night.

Nervousness made him instinctively glance at Lindong, who slowly opened her sleepy eyes, with the blanket only covering the top half of her body, revealing her smooth stomach and long, pale legs.

Kicking the blanket off isn't a good habit.

Ethan had to stress that he viewed all this from a doctor's perspective.

Next came a problem; with such a large group of people in the room, not one had experience in this area, leaving only Old An to suddenly pop online and point out that the little hatchling would need milk, preferably mother's milk.