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"How is it?" they both asked eagerly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Draco, seeing their hopeful expressions, didn't have the heart to crush them. "It's good… nice," he forced a smile.

Both girls jumped for joy, while Rose, surprised by his reaction, decided to taste the food herself.

"Oh heavens!" Rose screamed, her eyes wide open as she instinctively tried to spit it out.

"How was it?" Both of them asked with hope in their eyes. Rose couldn't help but glance at Draco, who shook his head, silently pleading with her not to reveal the truth.

Forcing the rice back into her mouth, she chewed it with a smile that was uglier than crying. "It's so sweet," she lied.

Her words made Lyraea and Ivy heave a sigh of relief. It seemed they were lucky this time.

Draco shook his head. He never thought the two ladies couldn't cook, especially Lyraea, who was a goddess. Aren't goddesses supposed to be perfect? From the looks of it, cooking wasn't one of her talents. They didn't cook food; they cooked poison, Draco thought, forcing himself to remain calm.

Ivy decided to taste the food. Draco and Rose tried to stop her, but it was too late—she had already put a spoonful into her mouth. The moment she chewed, her expression turned aghast, and she spat it out immediately.

Lyraea, confused by Ivy's reaction, also put a spoonful into her mouth. Her small face froze in shock before she spat it out as well. Both girls turned to Draco and Rose, who were trying to avoid their gazes.

"Why didn't both of you say something?" Ivy complained. "I even made Darling eat this trash!" Tears began to stream down Ivy's face. Draco quickly rushed to calm her down. This wasn't what he had intended—he only wanted to avoid breaking their hearts by admitting they couldn't cook.

Lyraea felt equally ashamed. As a woman and a former goddess, not knowing how to cook felt like a failure.

"How about we cook again together, and I'll guide both of you?" Rose suggested. Everyone agreed this was a good idea, and the girls followed Rose to the kitchen, leaving Draco behind.

A Few Minutes Later

Another plate of rice was served. This time, it looked like proper spicy Jollof Rice. Draco tasted it and found it edible, even though it was far from perfect. The girls also tasted it and found it good enough, making both Lyraea and Ivy sigh in relief.

After finishing their meal, Draco and Rose stood up, preparing to leave for training.

"I also want to go with Papa," Lyraea said suddenly.

Draco felt a headache coming on. "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?" His words only made Lyraea pout. If this were before her awakening, he wouldn't have minded. But now, it felt strange for someone so mature to call him Papa.

"I also want to follow Darling," Ivy muttered.

"There's nothing I can do," Draco said, trying to reason with her. "If the training doesn't take long, I can come back in half a month—or even a week." Rose nodded in agreement.

"But a day is too long without seeing Darling. Let alone a week—or half a month!" Ivy pouted. "And Rose will be with you. Who knows what schemes she might come up with?"

Her words made Draco's headache worse. "I can't just take you with me without being noticed, and I don't have a place where you can hide," Draco explained.

Lyraea's eyes lit up at his words. She leaned over and whispered something into Ivy's ear, causing Ivy's eyes to shine with excitement. Draco and Rose exchanged puzzled looks, wondering what the two were plotting.

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Suddenly, both girls moved, their eyes filled with determination. Their bodies began to shine simultaneously, and the light blinded both Rose and Draco for a moment.

By the time they regained their sight, two Volkoids had replaced Ivy and Lyraea. One was a beast Volkoid with fish-like scales, bat-like wings, whiskers, and antlers. It exuded a dominating aura. It was a silvery-white dragon. Draco recognized this as Lyraea's true form, but the second Volkoid shocked him.

It was a bird Volkoid with icy blue feathers and a crest that burned with an icy blue flame. The bird was stunning—a true masterpiece. It was a phoenix.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Ivy, is that you?" Draco asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

"What? Darling doesn't like my true form?" Ivy's voice came from the phoenix. The bird's blue face had a hint of red, almost as if it were blushing.

"No, you look amazing. So… you're a Volkoid?" Draco asked in shock.

"Yes, I am considered one," Ivy replied. Her answer sent waves of unease through Draco. He had never suspected she was a Volkoid.

The person most shocked, however, was Rose. She couldn't believe her so-called sisters were Volkoids. As she thought about Lyraea's mature form and now Ivy's true identity, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Then something clicked in her mind.

"You… you're the goddess that carried Draco that day!" she exclaimed.

She had suspected this before when she saw Draco in Mercenary City with the young Lyraea. At the time, she thought Lyraea was a child Draco had fathered with the mysterious woman who had taken him away. When Lyraea revealed her mature form, Rose hadn't connected the dots because her focus had been entirely on Draco. Now, thinking back, she realized their faces were identical.

"Yes," Lyraea's voice came from the dragon as she giggled.

"So, why did you both transform into your true forms?" Draco asked, confused by their sudden change.

"So you can carry us to your training. I have a skill that can perfectly hide our aura and existence," Lyraea explained.

Her words left Draco shocked and gave him a headache. They hadn't given up on following him.

"How would you even hide from everyone's sight?" Draco asked, glancing at their forms, which were as large as humans.

"That's simple—we can manipulate our size," Lyraea said confidently.

Immediately, their sizes began to shrink. Their forms shifted. Lyraea transformed into a small, silver-white snake, while Ivy turned into a small bird.

Lyraea's new form sent waves of unease through Rose. "You're also Bubble?" she asked in shock.

Lyraea nodded her snake head, confirming Rose's suspicion.

Rose couldn't believe it. After Draco's disappearance—when he was taken by the silver-haired beauty—Rose, Ming, Blum, and Sharon had searched for Bubble in Draco's dorm. They couldn't find it.

They had searched tirelessly, especially Rose, who wanted to protect what was dear to Draco until his return. She believed he was still alive. When they couldn't find Bubble after a week, they assumed it had wandered off to eat. When more time passed without a trace, they concluded it must have followed Draco—and that it had likely died, thinking it was just an ordinary Volkoid.

She never imagined Bubble was the silver-haired beauty. Rose had been waiting for the right moment to tell Draco about Bubble, but since he had lost his memory, she didn't want to risk sparking anger. It turned out Bubble had been with him all along.

Fate truly works in mysterious ways!