"Anyway, let's eat." She sniffed but frowned, pouting.
"It doesn't smell."
'Are you a dog!?' Eryke screamed in his heart.
"It tastes good."
After saying that, he immediately pulled back the chair like a gentleman to let her sit.
"Oh, you are a very good boy."
She whispered in his ear before sitting down casually.
Then she looked at the pizza with bewilderment.
"How do I eat it?"
"Just cut a slice and eat it."
"Cut a slice?"
She stared, bewildered, as he cut it for her with a knife and handed it to her.
"Here, how does it taste?" Eryke asked with a smile.
"Hmm."
The dragon lady opened her mouth and directly ate, making crumbling, crispy noises.
With the crushing sounds, a strange silence followed for a moment.
Then she abruptly stood up and wiped her hands with a napkin.
"That was delicious. Give me more."
Her cheeks flushed red.
"Alright," Eryke the First spoke casually and made another bacon pizza.
The Dragon Lady ate it in big mouthfuls and spoke with excitement:
"More."
"Alright." He cooked, she ate.
"More."
"Alright." He cooked, she ate again.
"More."
"..."
"More."
".."
"More."
"."
"More!?"
"All the ingredients are finished... lady." Eryke the First huffed.
"Oh," she sulked. "The name is Eleanor, the Dragon of Winter Gale."
He paused, his pupils dilating slightly. There was information about her sent by the main body, and she was...
One of the four Dragon Lords, almost one of the strongest in the entire dragon race!
Eryke the First opened his parched lips.
"What do you want from me?"
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