Seranthir turned his head and happened to see Jona Velli looking quite pleased with herself.
"Basic Operation, No Need for Praise. Basic Operation, No Need for Praise."
Seranthir frowned slightly. What did this "Basic Operation, No Need for Praise" mean?
However, he simply took it as some dialectal expression from another race.
Now, he felt a slight interest in that so-called ice cream.
He turned to look at Fenni.
"May I ask where it is sold?"
Fenni was taken aback. This Metal Dragon... was surprisingly polite.
She then nodded repeatedly.
"Of course, these are just ordinary things. Any shop sells them."
Saying this, Fenni led Seranthir to the nearest shop and bought a grape-flavored ice cream.
Seranthir looked at the purple ice cream in his hand and was about to open his mouth to devour it in one go.
"Wait a moment."
Fenni hurriedly stopped him. Seranthir was startled, his gaze filled with confusion, but mostly with displeasure.
"That's wrong. If you eat it in one bite like that, you'll lose the joy of eating ice cream. It's uncomfortable and boring."
"Then..."
"You should do it like this: stick out your tongue and lick slowly. After licking off the icy crystals on the very surface, it gets tastier and tastier."
"If you feel it's not flavorful enough, you can directly... stop."
Why did he feel what Fenni said was a bit strange? Was he overthinking it?
Nevertheless, Seranthir followed Fenni's instructions and clumsily began eating the ice cream.
Only a few seconds later, Seranthir's pupils widened slightly.
Indeed... delicious.
Seranthir's every subtle expression was captured by Jona Velli. Yes, just like that.
She naturally knew what Seranthir wanted to ask.
She also couldn't lie.
Initially, she had thought about relying on lies or other means to gloss over it, but the one across from her was an old dragon who had lived for a very long time.
The experiences he had gone through, the things he had seen, his insights—all were beyond Jona Velli's imagination.
Rather than lowering favorability through deception, it was better to raise it a bit before being honest. Maybe the other side would agree.
If he didn't agree, it was fine. At worst, they'd just fight. Who's afraid of who?
Right now, Jona Velli was still somewhat confident.
Two powerful Earth Dragons at the Amethyst high rank, one Sub-Dragon at Demigod Fourth Ring. Although their combat power would diminish somewhat on the ground, the difference wasn't huge.
Plus, her own combat power, which was equivalent to a Quasi-Demigod, along with the two Legendaries, Friel and Gris. Harmody could be counted as one too, for now.
Therefore, in terms of high-end combat power, Jona Velli believed they shouldn't be considered weak in the entire world.
As for low-end combat power... hehehe, needless to say.
She was confident that facing an ordinary Legendary, perhaps a hundred thousand Alchemical Powered Mechs could surround and kill them.
Calculating in her heart, an unconsciously foolish expression reappeared on Jona Velli's face.
"Hehe~... Ehehe~ Ehehehehe~"
The white ahoge on her head swayed happily, and her dragon tail gently swished.
Ailar watched this scene, her eyes wide.
"This... this is..."
Harmody also looked intrigued. Sasha wasn't very surprised, while Gris covered his mouth, snickering.
'Hehehe... Older Sister, this idiot, hehehe...'
He didn't even realize that he himself looked quite foolish in this state.
Friel watched this scene, feeling somewhat helpless.
With a foolish wife at home, even a deity finds it hard to cure.
"Hey!"
Friel used her dragon tail to give Jona Velli's butt a hard smack.
"Yah! Oho ho ho~"
Jona Velli jumped from the smack, covered her butt, and looked at Friel angrily.
"What are you doing? That hurt!"
The corner of Friel's mouth twitched.
"Stop acting foolish. So many dragons are watching."
Jona Velli's expression froze. Only then did she notice everyone's varied gazes.
"Ahem, ahem."
Jona Velli cleared her throat lightly to ease the awkwardness.
"Well... I thought of something happy, hehe."
Amid the playful conversation, Medusa had already sent word that preparations were complete.
"Alright, since that's the case, everyone, let's move to dine."
Saying this, Jona Velli led the dragons to the place by the Sam River where they often dined before.
It had long been transformed by the Dependents into a large open-air restaurant.
How large was it? Well, it was visually estimated to be able to accommodate Seranthir the Bronze Dragon in his true form.
Looking at the luxurious open-air restaurant, even the well-traveled Seranthir couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.
However, this also indirectly showed that this City-state was very well-governed.
Why say that?
Life within the City-state was peaceful and tranquil. The aura of happiness emanating from the monster residents couldn't be fake.
And being able to build such a luxurious restaurant under such circumstances precisely proved this point, didn't it?
Moreover... Seranthir looked towards the enormous palace complex in the distance that almost covered the entire high mountain, his eyes darkening slightly.
As soon as the dragons arrived, over a thousand maids attended to them.
Ailar, seeing such a scene for the first time, was still a bit reserved. Compared to Ailar's unease, Seranthir was much more composed.
The maids led them to sit at a huge circular revolving table.
"What is this?"
It was Ailar's first time seeing such a table, and she was quite curious.
A maid beside her respectfully answered in a gentle tone.
"Replying to the esteemed one, this is the Revolving Dining Table invented by the Great Master. One only needs to place a Magic Crystal, and the glass disc above will automatically rotate slowly."
"This way, one need not worry about not being able to reach the dishes."
Having received the answer, Ailar looked at the round table and couldn't help but sigh.
"So magical. No, it should be said, such a novel invention."
She suddenly looked up at Jona Velli, her eyes filled with admiration.
"You're so amazing!"
Liya and Gelina attended to Jona Velli's collar and other trivial matters, while Medusa stood quietly nearby, ready to follow Jona Velli's arrangements at any time.
Facing Ailar's praise, Jona Velli was very pleased but pretended to give a faint smile.
"A mere reputation. A trivial skill not worth mentioning."
However, the corner of her mouth, which she couldn't suppress, still betrayed her delight.
Other beautiful Snake-people, Demi-human maids, and such also attended to the several dragons.
"Tha... thank you..."
Ailar's voice was soft, her cheeks slightly red.
Because she had accidentally touched a soft spot of a Demi-human girl.
But that Demi-human maid didn't mind, just smiled and let it pass.
Once everything was properly prepared, Medusa ordered the dishes to be served.
A line of maids carried the food, orderly arriving before the revolving table.
And at this moment, three big gluttonous dragons had already widened their eyes.
Ailar, Gris, and Harmody—the saliva of these Three Dragons had already soaked the white napkins tied around their chests.
Seranthir still maintained a meticulous appearance, but his eyes held an interested gleam.
Seeing everyone was impatient, Jona Velli didn't hesitate and spoke directly.
"Alright, everyone, let's eat!"
As soon as these words were spoken, as if some shackle had been released, those Three Dragons actually started grabbing food with their bare hands.
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