"Perfectly flawless? Her beauty ranks among the top three of all the women you've seen?"
Noah's dragon eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of mischief,
"You've seen my mother, and you've seen the High Elf formed by the Silver Dragon, so in your mind, your fiancée is more beautiful than your mother?"
"!"
Tidel, who was somewhat flippant earlier, looked at Noah in shock, then nervously glanced around. Not finding his mother's presence, he angrily said,
"That Silver Dragon is clearly male, how does he count as a female?"
"But he's real authentic."
Noah chuckled.
"He doesn't count."
Tidel stated emphatically.
"Understood."
"What do you understand?"
The young man looked cautiously at the mischievous Golden Dragon in front of him.
"Excluding the Silver Dragon, your mother can be ranked below your fiancée."
"Nonsense! My mother is the most beautiful woman in my heart!"
"So, your fiancée ranks third in your heart?"
Noah's eyes gleamed playfully.
