"Mother, how could you treat Bobby like this?"

Andrea looked at her domineering mother unhappily.

Even if they were all dragons, they should not discriminate against Bobby.

"Hmm, nothing has happened yet, and you're already protecting him?"

Vivian was disgusted by her daughter's current reaction.

It was not that. She was racist.

It was him, Bobby. He was not their scaly-clawed animals.

How could the furry canines like cold-blooded animals like them?

Their scaly-clawed animals liked their scales.

And the furry canines liked their shiny fur the most.

Looking at Bobby's shiny fur, one could tell that the canines cared about their fur.

Moreover, canines' universal love was on par with their dragons.

Although they were dragons!

They didn't care too much for this single-mindedness.

It wasn't that they didn't want to care.

It was that they weren't the kind of people who could be single-mindedly watching over you for love, never changing.

They really didn't have the position to care.

If their child was a boy.

Then I, as a mother, wouldn't care what my child is like. If he wants to go wild and breed everywhere.

I wouldn't stand up and oppose it.

After all, the males of the dragon clan are meant for mating and continuing the line.

If they're not even useful in this sense...

Then they have no reason to exist at all.

But my child is a girl.

At least she needs to find a loving race.

She's a good girl, but she's attracted to a dog who is as fickle as a dragon.

Of course, Vivian could understand her daughter's thoughts.

After all, anyone who saw such a fluffy white ball would be tempted.

Back then, she could not help but fall in love with a big white lion with smooth fur.

But later, Vivian found out that the White Lion had a lot of wives.

Besides having good fur.

So, in a fit of anger, she ate the white lion.

That's right, she spat out a mouthful of fire, turned the white lion into a roasted lion, and ate it in one bite.

In this way, the cute, white, furry lion would only belong to her.

No one would be fighting her for him, and she need not worry that he would be snatched away. Or leave with someone else.

Of course, Vivian would not tell her daughter about these things.

After all, she did not want her daughter to repeat her mistakes.

Of course, Andrea did not know about Vivian's painstaking efforts.

In fact, Andrea had already traveled a lot with her parents.

She had seen a lot of scenery and met a lot of people.

Andrea knew from a young age that she was different from other children.

Therefore, although she was precocious, she had always maintained her larval form.

Andrea knew how to disguise herself from a young age.

How to make others like her.

She also knew how to show weakness so that she could get what she wanted.

The children of the Dragon Clan were born with inherited memories.

They had their own understanding of hunting.

Andrea believed that as long as the dragon clan calmed down, they would definitely get the prey that they liked.

Instead of rashly living in groups in order to hunt together.

Although the prey was very big, the taste was not necessarily what she liked.

When she could fill her stomach, Andrea hoped that the prey would not only fit her taste, but also her taste buds.

Andrea's father was a strong dragon.

Therefore, she was taught from a young age that the strong were respected.

Andrea's father told his daughter from a young age.

"You are not my only child. Nor the strongest or the smartest."

"But you're the one who knows how to disguise yourself, and you're also the one with the most patience."

"In the future, you'll definitely be the one among your brothers and sisters that finds what you truly like."

Andrea felt that this was her father's praise.

So she worked even harder to disguise herself as someone that everyone liked.

Just so that one day, when she really met the prey that she wanted...

She could kill it in one move.

Of course, Bobby didn't know that.

Bobby didn't have the awareness of a prey.

And he didn't know that he was already regarded as one.

As the prey of Andrea.

And the kind that was determined to get it.

Andrea was confronting Vivian and her daughter.

One felt that it was not good for her daughter to choose a dog as her mate.

The other felt that her mother should not look down on dogs.

Of course, Andrea looked down on dogs before she met Bobby.

But after meeting Bobby, she felt that this big dog was completely different from other dogs.

Because this was her own dog.

Andrea embedded herself in Bobby and did not smell the scent of the opposite sex.

This meant that Bobby was a big, clean dog.

Regarding this...

Andrea was extremely satisfied.

Of course, even if Bobby had the scent of the opposite sex on him, she wouldn't back down. This was the prey that she had her eyes on.

She had been learning to disguise since she was young.

This was because she was very clear about her strengths and weaknesses.

If she wanted a prey that she was satisfied with, she couldn't just do whatever she wanted.

You have to calculate the pros and cons.

"Andrea, get off that dog right now."

Vivian an said as she glared at Monn.

Vivian felt that Monn was the cause of all this.

If Monn hadn't decided to build a house here,.

Her daughter wouldn't have taken a fancy to that silly dog.

That silly dog was just relying on its good fur.

Vivian's face was cold.

But her heart was also a little restless, and she wanted to go over and stroke the big furry dog.

Soon she calmed down, and calmed down the messy thoughts in her mind.

If she really did this, her daughter, Andrea, would be in heaven.

Although Bobby didn't know what they were talking about.

He also didn't know why Vivian was so hostile to him.

I'm just worried about my cub.

How did I offend this fragile mother?

Maybe it's because I didn't ask permission from her parents.

I was holding her child.

So her parent weren't too happy.

After all, everyone cares about their cub.

If there was a stranger holding my cub,.

I would be angry too.

Cubs are the apples of these orc's eye.

Because the stronger the orc, the rarer their cubs were.

Bobby squatted down and Andrea was put down from his arms.

She was confronting her mother.

Andrea, whose was shooting daggers at her mother with her eyes,

suddenly lost her warm embrace.

She was confused.

Her four claws, which had been tucked away, scratched the ground uneasily.

She twisted her neck in slow motion and looked back at Bobby.

She wanted to know why Bobby had suddenly dropped her to the ground.

Weren't they fine before?