Shami seed to have heard sothing extraordinary, and for a mont, he stood still, quietly in place, staring dazedly at the violet-haired girl whose cheeks were flushed with embarrassnt.
In his understanding, a chaleon should refer to that ugly reptilian lizard full of bumps, right?
He absolutely couldn’t link such a strange crawling creature with the beautiful maiden before him! That kind of creature doesn’t even qualify as part of the Dragon Race, okay! Don’t think just because it has the word ’dragon’ in it, it can be associated with the Dragon Race!
"I knew it; sotis knowing too much isn’t a good thing..."
Shami crouched dejectedly, unhappily cradling his head in his hands.
"Why do you look even more upset than I am, hey!"
After revealing her true identity, the ashad and angry Elze realized soone was even more upset than she was.
"Because I don’t know if you count as an other-race maiden anymore, Elze! In your human form, you’re such a stunningly beautiful girl, but your true form is a lizard that even deep fetishists for other-race girls can’t accept!"
Shami gritted his teeth, so upset he pressed his hands to the ground.
"These are two entirely conflicting things! When touching your tail, just thinking about how it’s a lizard’s tail makes it impossible to put my hands on it!"
"Who suddenly wanted to touch my tail, anyway! Who’s the fetishist for other-race girls? Is it you?"
Elze imdiately demanded of Shami, recalling the oracle of Fata, and suddenly realized that Shami was not just the Demon King but also a perverted Demon King.
"Oh right, the Demon King’s kink seems to be other-race girls, huh! So, were you after because of my identity? Trying to pursue ?"
"Saying this doesn’t help anymore...you...you should just let be alone for a while..."
Shami suddenly hid away in a corner.
"Hey, hey, hey, that just makes even sadder!"
Elze realized the Demon King with a kink for other-race girls lost complete interest in her and inexplicably beca even angrier.
She hurried to correct Shami’s perception.
"Did you confuse a chaleon with a color-changing lizard?"
Shami then slowly raised his head and looked over.
"Huh? Aren’t those the sa species?"
The violet-haired girl’s cheeks blushed with embarrassnt, her thin lips red with anger.
"Of course not!!! Although it has similar abilities as color-changing lizards, the chaleon is an actual sub-dragon dragon species."
Shami’s eyes regained their luster.
Reluctantly discussing such matters, the violet-haired girl nevertheless opened her small mouth to clarify for herself.
"Have you ever properly understood the Dragon Race...?"
"Only in na, and whatever should count as really basic knowledge."
The violet-haired girl let out a sigh.
"The Dragon Race is a vast group with many branches, among which the most pure-blooded dragon species is the Silver Dragon. In the process of reproducing due to different regions, changes over ti, and many other factors, many different sub-species have been evolved."
"Among them, the chaleon is a very weak sub-species, much like the Spiky Earth Dragons tad by humans in large cities to help transport goods, belonging to the lowest, most humble existence within the Dragon Race. However, unlike the Spiky Earth Dragons, chaleons are fewer in number, mostly surviving in the wild."
Shami listened intently as the level of resistance from the violet-haired girl slightly diminished.
"Let go first; I’ll show you sothing."
The violet-haired girl signaled the tentacles that were entangling her.
Shami removed the two tentacles from the violet-haired girl’s upper body.
The violet-haired girl took out a book from her Storage Ring and tossed it in front of Shami.
"You take a look for yourself."
This was an ancient book about the Dragon Race, with gold inlaid around its cover, looking like it ca from so great family’s collection room.
Shami flipped through the ancient book; the records about chaleons were sparse, but he gradually began to understand the difference between chaleons and color-changing lizards.
Although in the original world, they might be considered the sa species, on this continent, chaleons and color-changing lizards are two completely different species.
One is a lizard, and the other is a genuine sub-dragon.
Although a sub-dragon, chaleons are those with almost no aggressiveness that need to hide from humans, an existence at the bottom of the food chain among sub-dragons, even less so than the Spiky Earth Dragons that had decent endurance to haul goods.
Because chaleons have the ability to change color according to their environnt, many adventure parties hunt them for their scales to craft clothing with certain stealth effects.
Shami saw the pictures about chaleons in the ancient book, and they were very different from what he imagined. They hardly looked like crawling lizards, resembling more like very petite Western dragons, not even two ters tall, without wings. Unlike the crude and strong-looking dragons in other photographs, these even had a bit of dainty beauty.
The more he looked at the pictures, the more they seed delicately handso.
"So, you really are a dragon."
Shami moved in front of the violet-haired girl.
"O-of course."
Elze bit her lip, admitting it.
Shami looked at the pictures of chaleons in the book, then at Elze.
"So this picture resembles your true form?"
"More or less..."
The violet-haired girl softly replied, and when her eyes t Shami’s, she found a very bright smile already hanging on his face.
"That’s good... hehe... Dragon Race Maiden..."
"That smile is way too suspect! You’ve completely beco a weirdo!"
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