Chapter 150

She sighed, feigning disappointment, then patted Leon on the shoulder and said with a mischievous grin, "Well then, my dear Jade Dew Dragon Fruit, please be understanding in the days to come."

Leon shrugged and shook off Losweiser's hand.

He clutched the shopping list, looked around to see if there were any nutrition stores he had missed.

Although Leon had never personally served a pregnant woman with volatile emotions, judging from Losweiser's various little tantrums over the past two days, he felt it would be better to find a real Jade Dew Dragon Fruit instead of taking his anger out on her.

Unfortunately, they had just searched all the nutritional supplement shops on this street, and none of them had Jade Dew Dragon Fruit.

Losweiser crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and whispered in Leon's ear, "Well, did you find it?"

Leon glanced at her, said nothing, and walked forward on his own.

"Hey, where are you going?" Losweiser asked.

"Nothing is impossible for a willing heart. I will definitely find a shop that sells Jade Dew Dragon Fruit today!"

To avoid becoming the Dragon Queen's punching bag, Leon's desire to shop had never been so strong.

Losweiser watched his stubborn back and shook her head with a smile. "Let's wander around aimlessly together, just to kill some time."

The Queen crossed her arms and followed.

Leon then looked for several more shops, including those selling nutritional supplements and some maternity and baby product stores, asking where he could buy Jade Dew Dragon Fruit.

But these ungrateful recipients of the First-Class Merit Citation all gave the exact same answer:

"Sir, we're not sure either, but would you like to try this nutritional supplement from our store?"

Instead of answering questions properly, you're promoting your own stuff. I'll kill you all later.

They searched until noon, but Leon couldn't find even a peel of the Jade Dew Dragon Fruit.

"Why."

Behind him came the Dragon Queen's feigned sigh, followed by the appearance of high heels beside him. "Nothing is impossible if you're willing to give up. Leon, stop looking. Just be my punching bag. I won't go too far, listen to me, ooh~"

"Stop making empty promises. I'm already being used as a punching bag. Will I even have a voice left?"

Leon is quick-witted, so he wouldn't fall for her tricks.

As the couple were discussing their case, Leon suddenly heard a sound coming from not far away.

"New store promotion! Get your hands on super rare Jade Dew Dragon Fruit by winning a contest! Sign up now!" (2)

Leon's eyes lit up, and he looked in the direction of the sound. (Ling)

At the other end of the street, a newly opened shop was holding its grand opening ceremony.

Judging from their slogan, the prizes for the event seem to include Jade Dew Dragon Fruit!

Losweiser naturally saw it too, "Oh, you're lucky."

Leon snorted coldly, grabbed Losweiser's wrist, and strode towards the new store. Part Two

"Hey, why are you so excited? That's not a freebie; you have to participate in the competition and win first place," said Losweiser. (Mio)

"Tch, what's so difficult about that? Watch me take that Jade Dew Dragon Fruit for myself!"

Losweiser didn't pull away, letting him hold her like that.

This guy gets really excited whenever there's a competition; you can tell he's quite obsessed with the titles of "champion" and "number one." ④

Since he's finally out today, let him have his fill. Alright.

The couple walked over.

But they didn't notice that a tall, red-clad figure was quietly observing them from around the street corner behind them.

Leon signed up for the competition at that new store.

The prize for first place was indeed the Jade Dew Dragon Fruit that the shop owner had just advertised.

Not many people signed up to participate in the competition.

Although dragon fruit is rare, it is only a supplement for pregnant women. For normal dragons, eating it is no different from eating any other fruit.

The competition rules aren't difficult either; after all, it's a promotional tactic for a new store opening, so as long as it's lively, that's enough.

The competition consists of three rounds, each with a different fun game. The first two rounds are elimination rounds, and the final round is when only two people remain to compete.

After hearing the rules, Leon's eyes lit up.

"These rules seem so familiar, but why are you Dragon Race so obsessed with things like 'three-round fun games'?"

Leon was referring to the final event of the Saint Hiss Academy sports meet, which was also a series of three fun competitions.

He and Losweiser transformed into special forces soldiers, embarking on a crazy adventure with only one goal: to win the championship.

In the end, of course, he got what he wanted.

Losweiser crossed her arms and shrugged. "Isn't that perfect? You, a champion of the school sports meet, shouldn't crash and burn in such a small competition."

Leon chuckled and tightened his collar. "Hmph, I'll show you what the highest mountain and the longest river really mean."

"The most stubborn prisoner of war," Losweiser added, seizing the opportunity to deliver the final blow.

"Shut up!"

Amidst the banter, the shop owner announced the start of the competition and asked all contestants to take their positions.

Leon enters the game.

Losweiser cheered him on from behind, "Go for it, defending champion! The whole world is waiting for you to become a double champion!"

Leon didn't turn around, but simply raised his arm and gave an OK sign.

Leon arrived at the competition venue with several other contestants. He stood on the far left, quietly observing the first-class merit medalists beside him.

Most of them were male dragons, while their wives cheered them on from outside the competition area.

"Go for it, honey!"

"Honey, you're the best! If you win, I'll make you something delicious!"

"Take them down, darling!"

"..."

The wives' club had special VIP seats at the very front of the venue.

Following the enthusiastic cheers, Leon looked over and saw that the Dragon Wives seemed even more excited than the players on the field, their cheers getting louder and louder, as if the loudest cheer would win the championship.

Losweiser stood calmly behind them, arms crossed.

Her tall figure made Leon spot her at a glance.

How could the Queen's way of cheering be the same as those noisy, vulgar women?

She didn't even need to open her mouth or use any body language; just by exchanging glances, Leon could understand what she meant.

The couple stared at each other across the distance, looking somewhat out of place in the bustling competition venue.

However, they didn't care, because in a sense, when this ill-fated couple looked at each other, they could only see each other.

After a brief eye contact, Losweiser's lips curved into a gentle, radiant smile. Then, she silently mouthed two words to Leon:

"Go for it!"

Leon nodded.

"Oh, sorry, there's only one contestant left. Please come up quickly, we're about to begin."

Last place?

Leon looked toward the entrance to the venue.

When Leon saw this so-called last contestant, his eyes widened in surprise.

It was a tall, slender figure, wearing a long black trench coat, a black top hat, and sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only a small glimpse of her delicate nose and alluring red lips.

Even though she was dressed conservatively and didn't show her face, this last contestant still gave off the feeling of a "cool and aloof beauty".

"You rascal, what are you looking at! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Dragon Wives in the audience said unhappily.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the contestants immediately lowered his head guiltily.

Leon, with his hands in his pockets, silently observed the mysterious woman in the trench coat the trench coat.

Among all the male dragons, she, a Dragon Queen, stood out as particularly special.

What, is your husband a professional gigolo? Even playing a game requires his wife to step in?

And look at Leon, even as a prisoner, he's on the field; the difference in their abilities is immediately apparent, everyone~

But what intrigued Leon the most was what was behind the woman in the trench coat—

Like Leon, she didn't show her tail.

Dragon Race can determine the race and age of another by the characteristics of their tails. Generally, Dragon Race that hide their tails are mostly descendants of small, extinct tribes.

But judging from the woman in the trench coat's demeanor, she seems more like an elegant and mysterious Duchess.

Leon withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about it.

The competition then began.

The first round of the competition is "Jump Seven".

The contestants form a circle and take turns counting. When it is a number with the 'seven' or a multiple of 'seven', they say 'jump' and the next contestant takes over.

There are no time or lap limits in this round. After five players are eliminated, the game ends, and the remaining players advance to the second round.

After hearing the rules, Leon and the other contestants formed a circle.

The mysterious woman in the trench coat stood opposite Leon.

But I still can't see the face clearly.

"Alright, everyone get ready. Let's start with the gentleman who was standing on the far left. Then, proceed to the right and count off in turn."

The one on the far left is Leon.

Leon looked left and right, pretending to be nonchalant, but the next moment, he suddenly announced a number:

"6!"

"7!... Hmm? That's not right."

The male dragon on the right paused, clearly not realizing Leon's little trick. "Hey, who starts counting from 6? That's a foul."

Leon shrugged. "The rules don't say you have to start from 1."

The other party was speechless.

Leon is right. The rules just now only said "count in order", but did not say to start counting from 1.

So Leon started by saying 6, but his opponent's mouth was faster than his brain, and he almost reflexively said 7.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to be eliminated in the first round, the guy accepted his defeat and quietly left the game.

"Shall I start?" Leon asked the shop owner.

"Okay, please begin."

Leon looked at the shorter male dragon to his right.

The short male dragon also slightly raised its head, returning Leon's gaze.

This guy who doesn't want to show his tail is a bit clever, so we can't let our guard down. After he calls out his number, we must think about it before we call it out, the male dragon thought to himself.

After exchanging a brief glance, Leon smiled faintly, but Gonglong felt a sudden unease.

Have you... reported it yet?

Leon slightly opened his mouth, and the male dragon's pupils trembled as he stared intently at Leon's lips, trying to see what number this guy was going to say.

Achoo!

Gonglong was taken aback.

It was just... a sneeze? Dude, you're kidding—

"44," Leon suddenly announced.

"Ah...44... if it's 44... jump, jump! I'll jump!"