Interstellar Beast World: All My Husbands Are Powerful and Rich!-Chapter 125: A gift

"Lively?" Rory was on the verge of losing her mind. And this man actually called it lively?

"Stop joking around," she snapped. "Hurry up and catch the two of them for me."

If those two were allowed to keep this up, the Water Domain really would end up at war with the Central District.

Yuel bit back his laughter, stepped on Paros several times to keep him pinned, then reached into his space ring and pulled out a bag made of some unknown material.

He grabbed Jasper and stuffed him straight into it.

Next, he took out a cage and tossed Vincent inside as well.

Then, without care, he dumped both of them toward the stairway.

Only then did he turn to look at the utterly miserable Paros lying on the floor and ask Rory in a low voice, "What exactly happened?"

The estate itself was intact—this didn’t look like a proper fight.

Rory explained helplessly, "They drank the fruit wine I brewed. They’re all drunk."

Wine? Yuel didn’t even know what that was.

He walked over and fed Paros one of his leaves.

Very quickly, Paros’s scorched tail returned to normal, and many of the scales that had been torn off began to regrow.

Only the dragon whisker didn’t grow back.

Yuel looked quite satisfied. Everyone knew his flowers could save lives, but once his strength recovered, his leaves worked just as well.

Restoring Paros to this extent was more than enough.

After all, Paros was a Rank Eleven overlord of three domains—offending him too thoroughly wasn’t wise.

Yuel smiled at Rory.

"Rory, it’s not appropriate for Lord Dragon to sleep in our home. I’ll have someone escort him back right away."

With that, he opened his light-brain and tapped a few commands. Soon, a squad of guards in combat uniforms entered.

Yuel’s expression turned cold as he instructed the captain, "Lord Paros has passed out. Escort him back."

The captain froze when he saw the massive black dragon on the floor.

Lord Dragon had come here? And they hadn’t noticed at all? Unforgivable.

He immediately ordered his men to lift Paros.

Fortunately, Paros was completely unconscious. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to move him at all.

After Paros was carried out, Yuel said to the departing captain, "Once you’ve delivered him, all of you return and accept punishment."

"Prince Vincent ordered you to protect the Female Master. Lord Paros had been inside for so long, yet none of you showed up."

The captain dropped to one knee at once, not daring to offer a single excuse.

Failure was failure.

"Yes!"

No matter how powerful an imperial defense barrier was, it couldn’t stop a Rank Eleven beastman.

That was why Vincent had stationed guards here.

And yet—not a single one had detected Paros.

Once everyone left, Yuel immediately knelt before Rory. "Rory, I’m sorry. We failed to protect you."

"What are you doing? Get up, quickly." Rory hadn’t expected him to kneel so suddenly. She hurriedly pulled him up.

"This was an accident. You can’t blame yourself for it."

Who could have expected Paros to break in late at night?

Thankfully, he’d been drunk—and his behavior while drunk wasn’t bad.

He drank, then passed out. At least he didn’t cause trouble.

Still, after this lesson, Rory swore she would never let them drink alcohol again.

She looked at Jasper in the bag and Vincent in the cage, then asked Yuel, "They’ll be okay in there, right?"

"They’ll be fine," Yuel said coldly. "I’ll put them back in their rooms. When they wake up tomorrow, they can crawl out on their own."

With Jasper and Vincent in Yuel’s hands, Rory finally felt at ease.

Yuel dumped the two of them into a random guest room.

Failed to protect the Female Master and still wanted to sleep comfortably? Dream on.

When he returned, Rory was directing the service robots to clean up the wrecked living room.

"Rory, go back to your room and rest," Yuel said gently. "I’ll handle this."

Rory stepped aside for him but didn’t leave.

She watched him issue commands and asked, "By the way, Yuel—didn’t you say you had a meeting tonight and wouldn’t be back? Why did you suddenly return?"

Yuel looked at her with burning intensity. "I had a surprise for you, and I couldn’t wait to come back and see you."

Thankfully, he had come back.

If he hadn’t, with the house in this state, Rory would have been completely overwhelmed on her own.

After tidying the living room, Yuel carefully collected Paros’s fallen dragon scales and handed them to Rory.

"Rory, keep these. Let Nix use them to make a mech for you."

Rank Eleven dragon scales were extremely valuable.

"All right," Rory accepted them without fuss.

She stored them away. If Paros came asking tomorrow, she’d return them.

If he didn’t—then into a mech they’d go.

"Rory, if something like this ever happens again, you must notify me," Yuel said seriously. "Even if I can’t rush back in time, I can arrange for help immediately."

"I didn’t think it was dangerous," Rory admitted.

Paros was hard to get along with, but his conduct as a dragon was decent—he kept his word.

Mostly, though, Rory had lived alone for too long. When something happened, her first instinct wasn’t to seek help—but to solve it herself.

Yuel had originally planned to return to his meeting, but he couldn’t leave Rory alone at home after this. So he changed the scheduled in-person meeting to a video conference.

He escorted Rory back to her bedroom.

"Rory, let’s go back to the bedroom first. I have a surprise for you."

Yuel placed her on the bed, knelt on one knee beside it, and said softly, "Rory... my flower has bloomed."

As he spoke, a blue vine emerged from his head, and a small, transparent seven-petaled flower slowly blossomed.

The clear petals shimmered with seven colors under the light.

"It’s beautiful," Rory breathed, not daring to touch it. "Yuel... do your flowers always bloom from your head?"

Yuel chuckled.

"No. I can make it bloom anywhere on my body. I chose here today so it would be easier for you to pick."

Seeing that she didn’t move, he asked gently,

"Don’t you want to pick it yourself?"

Wasn’t she planning to give this flower to Jasper?

Rory looked at him and asked softly, "If I pick it... will it hurt you?"

The flower had grown from him—it was part of his body, wasn’t it?

Yuel hadn’t expected that to be her concern. "It won’t," he said, smiling and shaking his head. The little flower swayed with the motion.

Only then did Rory carefully reach out and pluck the flower.

The moment it left his body, Yuel rose and gently pressed her down onto the bed.

He kissed her brows and eyes while watching her carefully cradle the petals in her palm.

In a pleading tone, he said, "Rory, if you’re giving Jasper a gift... could you give me one too Anything is fine. I’m not picky."

Seeing the anticipation on his face, Rory couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

And she didn’t want to.

"Then let me think about what to give you."

"Okay!" Yuel nodded eagerly. "Do you want to bathe? Do you need my help?"

Absolutely not.

He wasn’t like Jasper at all—he was a full-on seductive spirit, the kind that drained one’s essence.

If she let him help, she’d never make it out of the bathroom.

"Never mind."

Seeing that she didn’t need his help, Yuel sighed regretfully. "Then you rest first. I’ll go to the study to attend the meeting. I’ll come back once I’m done."

"Mm."

After watching Yuel leave, Rory carefully stored the flower, took a bath, then went to the training room and absorbed two Rank Six beast cores.

Only then did she return to sleep.

She slept soundly through the night.

The next morning, Rory woke early and found Vincent and Jasper kneeling outside her bedroom door.

"Rory, we’re sorry. We failed to protect you last night." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Vincent’s face was filled with guilt, completely devoid of his usual commanding presence.

Jasper wasn’t much better—head lowered, not daring to speak.

Yuel walked over and swept the two of them with a cold glance.

Then he turned to Rory, his voice gentle. "Rory, people from the Snow Domain have arrived. They’re waiting in the front hall. Also... Paros is here again."