“...” I was too shocked to even say a word. Marriage? Me? With a dragon? 

“Erm… excuse me but.” I tried my best to avoid hurting Emilia’s feelings. “Let me ask you something.” 

“Sure.” 

“By any chance...” 

“...?” 

“Have you gone senile?” 

“...” 

“I knew it...” 

“...” 

“I should have known when someone like the Dragon Lord proposed an alliance between dragons and humans...” 

I dared to say that Emilia had definitely gone senile. 

“It seems old age affects everyone, regardless of your species.” 

“...” 

“Do dragons have old folks’ homes...”  

“No!” Seemingly disturbed by my crude remark, Emilia shouted. “Nobody’s senile.” 

“O-Oh, is that so?” 

“Of course.” 

“...” 

“A dragon’s mental stability is permanent. Diseases like dementia do not exist in our dictionary.” 

“Then why did you spout such rubbish...” 

“Rubbish?” 

“W-Were you being serious?” 

“You thought I was joking? Me, the Dragon Lord?” 

I could not rebut her statement, but her request for me to marry her daughter still sounded absurd. 

“You don’t believe me, do you?” 

“Of course not.” 

“But I’m being serious.” 

Serious? I began to fear Emilia. 

“Why…?” 

“My daughter...” 

“...?” 

“The...