Chapter 153

This time, it was Leon's turn to be drenched in sweat.

He desperately tried to wink at Ischa, meaning "Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it."

But as the saying goes, "People who are not family will not enter the same door."

Losweiser wouldn't easily let go of any opportunity to torture Leon, let alone her sister who was even more cunning than her.

Losweiser glanced at the Dragon Slayer beside her, who was sitting on pins and needles. "Oh my, judging from this reaction, the promise you made to my sister back then must not have been something you said to me to my face, right?"

Isn't that too cheesy?

Will this damage your image as an upright, incorruptible Dragon Slayer?

No way, no way, really?

"Sister," Losweiser called softly.

"Hmm? Do you want to hear it, Little Los?"

The two sisters exchanged a glance, and everything was understood without a word!

At that moment, Leon understood.

This doesn't look like a scene of torture for having a second child at all!

This is clearly a group of sisters ganging up on me!

Dragon Queen, just two minutes ago you and I were husband and wife through thick and thin, how come you've become your sister's accomplice in the blink of an eye?!

What happened to the Dragon Race being all God of Pure Love War? Is this how pure-hearted you are? Get lost!

"Oh, it's nothing really. It's just that when you guys came to my house last time, I had a brief chat with Leon."

Ischa said, "We were just chatting casually at first, but I never expected that Leon's love for you is truly something heaven and earth can attest to!"

Losweiser blushed slightly; to be honest, she couldn't help but feel a little shy hearing her sister retell the story like that.

But compared to this trivial shyness, it's much more interesting to watch the wise and mighty Dragon Slayer talk behind her back about how much he loves his fake wife!

This is different from that old B-dragon, Wilson.

The vice principal attacked the two of them indiscriminately, targeting a group of people to their deaths.

But Ischa is clearly better at one-on-one psychological warfare, and the effect is far superior to that of Old B Dragon.

"Oh, sis, what you said makes me blush."

Losweiser covered her mouth and chuckled. "Leon is usually such a quiet guy, he never says anything mushy to me. Isn't that right, hmm?"

As she spoke, Losweiser gently nudged Leon's arm.

Leon gave her a disapproving look.

Alright, alright, go ahead and keep taking advantage of every opportunity to attack head-on, you're invincible, Dragon Queen.

"Oh, Little Los, how can you not appreciate your good fortune? While we were competing outside, Leon wanted to trade Jade Dew Dragon Fruit with me. I asked him if he loved you, and he said he absolutely loved you!"

"I'm so embarrassed, sis, please don't say it anymore."

Losweiser feigned shyness, but inwardly she was thinking, "More! More!" She could already feel the person next to her getting flushed!

"So what exactly did Leon promise you back then?" Losweiser got back to the point.

To be honest, she was really curious about what promises Leon could make to his sister Ischa without her knowledge.

Ischa glanced at Leon.

My brother-in-law already seemed quite disheartened.

Well then, let me see you off on your final journey.

"Your husband said he couldn't take care of you during the first pregnancy, but he'll definitely stay by your side during the second one. Tsk tsk tsk, I thought he was just bragging back then, but I didn't expect you to have a second child in less than half a year."

Ischa breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems he's really eager to prove himself, Little Los."

This feeling is amazing.

I felt both embarrassed and excited.

What's embarrassing is that Losweiser isn't used to hearing such blunt and straightforward promises;

The good thing is that these promises all came from her stubborn, antagonistic, and mortal enemy, her captive.

Looking at Leon's appearance, Losweiser believed that if he were a hamster, he would have already curled up into a ball.

"Well, anyway, Leon is a man of his word, so you absolutely can't let him go, Little Los ~"

Losweiser chuckled and took Leon's arm.

"Yes, I understand, sister. I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely will not let Leon go. And you don't want to leave my side, right, honey?"

What you mean by 'not letting it go' is completely different from what your sister said, right, Dragon Queen?

This house is unbearable to stay in.

Leon slumped back in his seat, utterly dejected, wishing the interrogation would end quickly.

The two sisters chatted for a few more minutes, while Leon listened half-heartedly, not intending to interrupt.

He finally understood that the more he said to Ischa, the more pitfalls he would dig for himself.

This Red Dragon Queen, whose cunning surpasses even that of Losweiser, is no pushover either.

Therefore, keeping quiet is the best option.

As the two sisters chatted, they talked about why Ischa had come to Sky City.

Leon wasn't initially interested, until Ischa mentioned a name.

"Crimson Flame Dragon King Constantine..."

In fact, Leon had always been quite interested in this Crimson Flame Dragon King, Constantine.

I remember when he had just woken up, he told Mu En the Little Dragon Enlightenment Stories ". It mentioned that Constantine was a hero of the Dragon Race in the past and made great contributions to the expansion of the Dragon Race's territory.

Later, when Ischa visited Losweiser at the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, she also mentioned Constantine, saying that he had been very active recently, which was a sign that he was about to cause trouble.

In the days that followed, Leon also came into contact with members of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan, including Ral's father, who had been defeated by Noa in a three-on-one fight.

While vacationing in Flowing Cloud Valley, I chatted with the newlyweds, and we also talked about Constantine, who mentioned that he had gone from being "active" to instigating internal conflicts within the Dragon Race. ⑥

Within the Dragon Race, Constantine seems to be a dragon king who appears quite frequently.

However, from the time Leon graduated from the Dragon Slaying Academy at fifteen until he was betrayed by an internal traitor during the attack on the Silver Dragon Sanctuary at twenty, during those five years of fighting in the north and south, the name Constantine was never heard.

From this perspective, Constantine was indeed a highly accomplished dragon king, and for a considerable period of time, he was not active on the battlefields between the Dragon Race or the Human Race.

Otherwise, Leon would have heard of him. II.

So why have you been acting like you're on steroids these past few months, constantly seeking out fights and expanding your territory? (3)

As one of the most outstanding Dragon Slayer, Leon harbored a deep-seated "curiosity" and "impulse" towards the Dragon King.

He yearns to battle different dragon kings, seeking victory amidst life and death. 8.

Countless dragon kings fell to his blade.

Unfortunately, the hero is no longer the same as before; now he has to live the life of a stay-at-home dad.

The only way to learn about Constantine is from Dragon Kings like Losweiser and Ischa.

"What's wrong with Constantine?" Losweiser asked.

"He has been actively expanding his territory recently, and until recently, it seems that he had already annexed at least four small Dragon Race tribes."

Ischa said, "A few days ago, the leader of the Wind Dragon Clan wrote to me saying that Constantine's next target might be her territory."

Losweiser frowned slightly. "The Wind Dragon Clan... those Dragon Race with some foundation, not comparable to those smaller Dragon Race. Constantine's ambition to take them over is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Ischa shrugged, picked up her coffee and took a sip. "Constantine seems very confident in his strength, having caused trouble several times on the borders of the Wind Dragons' territory, as if he's testing them."

"The Wind Dragon King dared not act rashly, and coincidentally, her territory and my Red Dragon Sanctuary were mutually defensive, so she invited me to Sky City to discuss how to deal with Constantine."

Losweiser's mind stirred slightly. After a moment of contemplation, she replied, "If Constantine does launch a war against the Wind Dragon Clan in the end, it will certainly be larger in scale and much bloodier than the previous four tribes. If you get involved, I'm afraid you won't be able to extricate yourself easily."

Ischa finished her coffee, let out a slow sigh, and looked at the empty cup with a few drops of light brown liquid remaining. "There's no other way. I still have to help. If the Wind Dragon Clan falls, then my Red Dragon Clan might be next."

"Sister, how about I transfer some Silver Dragon soldiers to your side?"

Ischa smiled and shook her head. "Not for now. That might alert them. It's alright, don't worry too much. Little Los, Constantine has failed to conquer before. He might not dare to attack the Wind Dragon with the support of my Red Dragon Clan."

The internal wars within the Dragon Race were nothing new to Leon.

Let alone Dragon Race, a race that is inherently warlike, even humans, intelligent dangerous species, and slimes have internal conflicts.

All resources in this world are finite, but the desires of intelligent life are infinite.

Under the influence of unlimited desires, limited resources become all the more precious.

Between these two lies a fragile string.

When desires and resources become unbalanced, this string will snap.

War arrived as expected.

Leon rarely thought about the meaning of war when he was young.

My master once said that this world is a huge and sophisticated machine, and you and I are just cogs in this machine—oh, kid, you might be equivalent to two cogs, after all, you are very good at slaying dragons.

Even so, all you have to do is what a cog in a machine does.

How this machine works, how it is powered, and how the gears mesh are are not things you should be thinking about.

And even if you do come up with something, what can you change?

You can't.

So, be a good cog in the machine and do your job of slaying the dragon; that's what's best for you.

As far as I can remember, this was the first time my master had ever spoken to Leon in such a riddle-like manner.

His words were also cryptic and unclear, leaving people puzzled.

Just as Leon was trying to calm down and reflect on his master's words, orders arrived from above:

Leon, kill this Dragon King for me!

Leon, take care of that Dragon King for me;

Balabala.

During the days of fighting various dragon kings, Leon also began to vaguely grasp the superficial meaning of what his master had said:

He was a brick in the empire, ready to be moved wherever needed.

Hiss--

How did this idea come to mind?

Leon clicked his tongue softly.

It would have been better if he hadn't thought about it; once he did, Leon was filled with anger.

My buddy worked so hard for the empire back then, killing more dragons than you guys ate donkeys, how could you be betrayed by a damn traitor?

Could it be that my work efficiency is too high, causing your machine to operate beyond its capacity?

Joke.

Leon closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Losweiser noticed a slight change in Leon's emotions.

This change seems to have nothing to do with the social death just now.

"What's wrong?" Losweiser asked.

Leon rubbed the tip of his nose. "It's nothing."

He didn't explain anything further and turned to look out the window.

Losweiser didn't press the matter further.

"Phew, alright. I originally came to Sky City just to discuss countermeasures with the Wind Dragon King, but I didn't expect to run into you guys."