Chapter 128: Red Dragon Priestess - Part 2

A few hours after dinner, Vincent sat in their home. He couldn't help but ask them why the dragons didn't roam in dragon form all the time. "Hey, can I ask why you don't spend all the time in your true forms?" His words were loud and echoed off the walls of their stone home.

It was a square hovel-type home with two floors and enough; they had clear glass and doors that could be locked. He wondered exactly what kind of world this was.

Aine smiled gently as she sat beside her husband and read a small book. This seemed to be in a weird language, as Vincent couldn't read it. In return, the little girl shouted at him with a laugh. "Haha, I can read this book, but the big birdman Vincent can't! My bride is so useless…."