Once dragons reach a certain age, they master the art of shapeshifting, which allows them to automatically transform into a corresponding race based on their appearance.
It's just that few dragons ever do so.
A flash of blue light passed, and a pair of jade-like legs were the first things to enter Jona Velli's sight.
Her crystal-blue pupils immediately widened, and Jona Velli shouted, "WTF!"
The massive creature from before had long disappeared, replaced by an elven Onee-san.
Long white pointed ears were interspersed with a few ice crystals, and her cool, aloof face, which made one unable to stop looking, held a hint of surprise.
Her blue pupils scanned her own curvaceous figure, and the corners of her mouth curled up in slight satisfaction.
'Does this appearance of mine count as being in the category of good-looking?'
She looked up at the three dragons present, especially Jona Velli, and tilted her head slightly.
"Do I... look good?"
There was no helping it; Jona Velli's gaze was the most burning and greedy in the room.
But she couldn't be blamed. Mofana naturally had an aura of being pure as ice and clean as jade. Combined with her light blue ice clothing and exaggerated body proportions, it was truly hard for a dragon to look away.
Although Jona Velli had expected it, she hadn't anticipated that the shapeshifted Mofana could be such a sultry Onee-san.
Thinking this, Jona Velli flew in front of Mofana as if possessed, completely ignoring her puzzled gaze and staring straight at those two mountain peaks.
"Holy crap, what huge knockers!"
Then, Jona Velli unconsciously looked at her own flat chest, swallowed her saliva, and muttered.
"Why are mine so small?"
But then, a chill rose in Jona Velli's mind, and she shook her head rapidly.
"No, no, no. My soul is male! What's with this envy?"
Jona Velli was startled by her own suddenly emerging thoughts, and then a terrifying idea rose from the bottom of her heart.
"Am I going to succumb to being female?"
Thinking of this, Jona Velli imagined the scene after her female corruption, and her scalp immediately felt numb.
"Dame dame!!! I don't want that! Female corruption is just too..."
Jona Velli's muttering and actions were fully observed by the dragons, making Mofana and Emi feel somewhat bewildered.
They seemed unable to keep up with her train of thought. What were 'huge knockers'? Had they really been left behind by the era because they were too shut-in?
Thinking this, the two dragons looked at Friel and found that she had long ago turned into a red-haired loli, her eyes fixed intently on the huge knockers in front of Mofana, as if she wanted to eat a dragon!
"So... Jona Velli likes this kind? But... why are they so big? What use are these things?"
As dragons, 'knockers' were basically no different from decorations. For some bellicose female dragons, if they turned into humanoids, these things were even redundant. Not to mention being useless, if they were too large, they would significantly affect combat.
After all, dragons aren't mammals; Hatchling Dragons don't need to breastfeed.
But then, Friel quickly shook her head again.
Why should she care about that trashy Jona Velli's thoughts?!
Seemingly remembering Jona Velli's actions just now, Friel felt a bit angry. After glaring fiercely at Mofana and the foolish-looking Jona Velli, Friel turned and left.
Mofana felt bewildered. Were these two dragons a bit too abnormal? She hadn't done anything.
Seeing that Jona Velli still had a foolish look and was muttering things like 'don't want to be turned' and 'must not let female hormones control my brain', Mofana just wanted to say one thing.
"Did I join a bunch of weirdos?"
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