Shut Up, Evil Dragon, I Don't Want to Have Children with You Again

She was still wearing a casual slip dress, her long hair cascading down like a galaxy.

A woman who was a queen, yet at this moment, she looked just as exhausted as Leon.

However, Leon had no intention of showing concern. He merely teased her, "With your Dragon Race's elite education, of course children won't grow up happy."

Losweiser merely snorted at Leon's veiled jab. "Every dragon grew up this way. Only then can powerful warriors be raised."

"But she isn't a warrior. She's just a child."

"I don't want to discuss this with you, Leon. I know how to raise my child. You just need to obediently play with her. The rest is none of your concern."

Leon rolled his eyes.

After a brief silence, Losweiser said, "My eldest daughter will be coming tomorrow."

"Your eldest daughter?"

"Mm. She's the Queen of the Red Dragon Clan."

Losweiser said, "She's probably coming to discuss internal Dragon Race matters with me and visit me while she's here. So tomorrow, you can only play with Mu En in the room. You are not allowed out. Understand?"

Leon's thoughts stirred, but he soon sneered and shifted his gaze away from Losweiser's retreating figure, returning it to Mu En.

He reached out and gently stroked Mu En's hair. "I understand. Marrying a human would be far too humiliating for the Silver Dragon Queen, so you can't let outsiders see me."

"No. To outsiders, you are a male dragon perfectly suited for marriage. You simply find it troublesome in daily life, so you keep your tail tucked away."

At that, Leon bolted upright from the bed. "What did you—"

"Shh. Mu En is still asleep."

Leon glanced at Mu En, then lowered his voice. "What did you say? You told your people that I'm a dragon too?"

"What else? I have to make everyone believe that you, me, and our daughter are a happy family. And you, Leon Kasmod, are a male dragon who married into the Silver Dragon Clan, fell unconscious for two years because of some illness, and only woke up in the last couple of days."

Losweiser grinned wickedly. "So? Not bad at making up stories, am I?"

"Not bad my ass..."

"What, you're dissatisfied?"

"Do I even have the right to be dissatisfied?"

Losweiser gave a smug little laugh. "No."

Leon waved a hand and lay back down.

He closed his eyes and tried his best to digest his new identity.

A marriageable male dragon who hated having his tail drag along the ground, married into the Silver Dragon Clan, and had been unconscious for two years due to illness.

It was airtight, a full-spectrum defense without a single flaw.

If Leon were not the Dragon Slayer, he might even have praised her:

Well done, Losweiser.

"Since you've already made up a new identity for me, why won't you let me meet your family?"

"You said it yourself—this identity is fabricated. It can't possibly be flawless. My eldest daughter is clever. I'm afraid she'll notice something."

Losweiser said, "In any case, remember this: do not show your face tomorrow. If you absolutely must meet her, then at least act the part. Put away that Dragon Slayer rhetoric of yours, understood?"

Leon did not answer right away. Instead, he began making his own calculations.

Losweiser had just said that her eldest daughter was coming to discuss Dragon Race affairs. Was that something like the regular mutual inspections in human society?

Leon pursed his lips and asked, "Is your eldest daughter's visit important?"

Losweiser frowned. "If you dare cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude."

"You think you've been polite to me so far?"

Losweiser rolled her eyes at him, then rose and headed for the bedroom door.

At the entrance, Losweiser softly said, "Take good care of Mu En tomorrow. Don't leave this house, and don't cause me trouble."

Click—

The lock sounded again, and the clacking of high heels against the floor gradually faded away.

Leon let out a breath and muttered, "So she's still a Dragon Queen who cares about appearances. Even a fake family has to look convincing. What's the point?"

Still, Leon could more or less guess how Losweiser would answer that question:

For revenge.

She had kept the defeated Leon at her side, stripped away his dignity and pride, and even arranged a Dragon Race identity for him, all so he would pay the price.

Since Leon had sullied Losweiser back then, Losweiser now intended to return every bit of humiliation she had suffered.

Unfortunately, such an extreme form of revenge could not be brought into the open.

It needed a fake family as cover.

Sure enough, the Dragon Race's revenge was beyond the understanding of a human like Leon.

But whether he understood it or not, he still had to disgust Losweiser a little.

After all, she had said it herself. She and Leon would fight to the death.

Leon quietly worked out a plan in his heart. He had already decided how to mess with that black-bellied Dragon Queen tomorrow.

For her, it would be the ultimate social death!

"Mmph—"

Mu En let out a soft murmur beside him, then curled up her tiny body, her tail crawling up to cover her waist.

Seeing this, Leon hurriedly pinched up the edge of the blanket and tucked it more securely over Mu En.

Mu En rubbed against the soft blanket. Driven by a living creature's instinct to seek warmth, she snuggled closer into Leon's arms.

She lightly gripped the corner of Leon's shirt and mumbled hazily in her sleep, "Daddy... Mu En likes playing with Daddy... mm... Mom never plays with Mu En... Next time, next time, let's bring Mom with us too~"

You never play with your daughter, yet she dreams of playing with you.

Losweiser, you have no heart!

"Mom is a bad dragon. We won't play with Mom, okay?" Leon intended to use this chance to turn the little dragon girl against her.

"Mom... is... a bad dragon..."

"Mm-hmm, Mom's a bad dragon. A very, very bad dragon," Leon added fuel to the fire.

"Then... then..."

Half asleep and half awake, the little dragon girl wriggled twice more into Leon's arms.

"Then Daddy can become a bad dragon too~"

The attempt at turning her failed. He would have to make a long-term plan!

The next morning, attended by the maids, Losweiser changed into the formal Dragon Race attire she rarely wore.

A silver crown, a long gown, earrings, a necklace, and bracelets.

Even her makeup took the maids two hours to finish.

The Dragon Kings had always taken meetings with one another very seriously.

First, every Dragon King had their own territory to guard. If they moved about carelessly and word got out, other races could easily seize the opportunity to invade.

Second, dragons lived extraordinarily long lives. Over a lifespan of thousands of years, they had endless opportunities to meet, so there was no need to "visit relatives" as frequently as humans did.

Losweiser had not seen her eldest daughter, Ischa, in a very long time either.

The last time they met had been over a year ago, around the day Mu En was born.

To be honest, she did not want Ischa to see Leon and Mu En.

Her eldest daughter was a very clever person. She could be fooled for a while, but not forever.

Too much contact would eventually expose some flaws.

Although Dragon Kings at Losweiser and Ischa's level did not meet all that often.

Still, if they truly had to meet, precautions had to be made.

Losweiser did not want anyone else to learn that she had married a human and even given birth to a daughter.

If that news spread, it would undoubtedly be explosive and earth-shaking for the entire Dragon Race.

When it came to enjoying gossip, the Dragon Race and the Human Race were much the same.

"Haa..."

Losweiser closed her eyes and swept away the chaotic, wandering thoughts in her mind.

She stood before the full-length mirror and studied her reflection.

She did indeed look more capable than usual.

Losweiser was not particularly sensitive to "beauty," including her own.

That was also why she rarely acknowledged anyone as attractive.

From childhood to adulthood, she had probably only ever praised Ischa's beauty. As for everyone else—or rather, other male dragons—

Losweiser would not even spare them a glance.

At that thought, an unprompted memory suddenly surfaced in Losweiser's mind.

"You're quite a handsome, resolute man. Those scars are simply the perfect touch for that face."

That was the first thing she had said to Leon after defeating him two years ago.

Leon had already been on the verge of death then, and Losweiser had believed he no longer had any ability to resist.

And then...

With one snap, a baby was born.

Thinking about it now, despite Losweiser's lack of sensitivity toward "beauty" or "handsomeness," she had actually praised the appearance of an arch-enemy...

Hiss—

That was pretty absurd too.

"Hmph. It was merely a victor mocking the defeated," Losweiser told herself.

"It's all done, Your Majesty. You may now go to the Holy Temple and wait for Her Majesty Ischa," Head Maid Anna said.

"Mm. I'll go check on Mu En first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Losweiser slowly walked toward Leon and Mu En's room.

This time, she knocked first.

Very soon, hurried little footsteps sounded inside.

It had to be Mu En.

Mu En stood on tiptoe, reached for the doorknob, and gently twisted it. The lock turned.

"Good morning, Mother~"

"Good morning, Mu En."

"Mother, you look so pretty today~ Daddy, come look! Mother is super pretty!"

Leon lay sprawled across the bed, and even when Mu En called for him to look at her pretty mom, he did not budge.

What a joke.

Who was he, and who was Losweiser?