Chapter 170

Just like I thought, 'star' doesn't have any special meaning, and its pronunciation isn't suitable for a name;

As for 'Blaze,' whether Leon is wild or not is another matter, but it doesn't sound like a girl's name at all.

However, he didn't want to discourage his two daughters, so he looked to Losweiser for help.

The Queen could naturally see through her captive's thoughts. After thinking for a moment, she spoke to her two daughters.

"Choosing a name is a very important thing. My Daddy and I thought about it for a long time but couldn't decide, so we can't be so hasty now."

Mu En sheepishly moved closer to her sister, fiddling with her fingers as she said in a soft voice, "We know, Mom."

Noa gently tugged at Mu En's little tail and nuzzled her cheek, putting the harmless little quarrel between the sisters to rest.

As they grow older and gain more experience, even they inevitably have disagreements.

But that's nothing to worry about; it's a good thing that daughters have independent thoughts.

Moreover, as twin sisters, they don't actually fight.

Leon and Losweiser had great faith in their daughters' virtues and character.

"Although we haven't decided on a name yet, could you help your Mom Daddy whether our little sister looks more like Daddy or Mom?" Leon changed the subject at the right moment.

Of course, the conversation shifted back to the topic of his ongoing, unresolved arguments with Losweiser.

Losweiser rolled her eyes speechlessly as she lay on the bed.

That is to say, she is currently somewhat weak and does not have the strength to argue with him.

Otherwise, the Silver Dragon Queen would never back down on this matter!

The Dragon Race's genes are just the most awesome!

"The baby was just born, so it's too early to tell who he looks like."

Losweiser paused, then, as if remembering something, added, "But you can take a look at her... tail~"

Leon froze. "Tail... tail..."

Seeing his reaction, Losweiser smiled with satisfaction, "Yes, Tail, our little daughter, has a super~~ cute dragon tail~"

Remember when Leon first argued with Losweiser about who Noa Muen resembled more? He presented a well-reasoned argument, citing various physical characteristics of his beloved daughters.

He thought this evidence would be enough for the Dragon Queen to admit that her daughters resembled him more.

But what was the result?

Losweiser's comment, "They have tails," completely broke Leon's nerves.

That's why Leon went to great lengths to provide his youngest daughter with prenatal education in human culture during Losweiser's pregnancy.

I just hope that my baby will have more human characteristics after birth.

But in the end, did the Dragon Race's genes regain control...?

NO!

"Daddy ~ Daddy ~ Let us see little sister's tail too~" Mu En jumped up and down excitedly.

Leon sighed inwardly.

If it has a tail, then it has a tail. (Four)

However, if we have a third child in the future, we will surely restore humanity's glory!

After thinking for a moment, Leon carefully placed his daughter on the bed, then slowly unwrapped the blanket from her body.

After untying the ropes, the father and his two daughters saw a short tail wriggling from side to side below the youngest daughter's lumbar spine. (8)

Like a large silkworm pupa—this is the most intuitive metaphor Leon, as a human being, could conceive.

After all, he'd never had a tail before.

Mu En and Noa clung to the edge of the big bed, standing on tiptoe to look at their little sister's tail.

Mu En's starry eyes were practically bursting with joy, and her little mouth was agape in cuteness from her little sister's tail.

"So cute! I want to touch it!"

She slowly reached out her hand, extended her index finger, and gently poked her little sister's tail.

Soft and cuddly, with a bouncy texture.

As Mu En touched it, the little tail twitched slightly, and the little sister let out a soft hum.

"Wow~~ This is so much fun~~" Mu En clapped his hands.

But Leon frowned as he looked at his youngest daughter's tail. "This color... why is it different from Noa's and Mu En's?"

Noa Muen has the same silver tail as Losweiser.

But the younger daughter's tail is more... pink?

Half an hour earlier, when the doctor brought the baby, whose umbilical cord had just been cut and who had been cleaned, to Losweiser's side, she had noticed this as well, though she had initially thought it was just a lighting issue.

But it's already morning, and the little girl's tail still looks pinkish.

"Let me see," Losweiser said.

Leon placed the baby next to Losweiser's pillow.

Looking down, sure enough, the tail was pinkish.

"However, this isn't pure pink..."

Losweiser gently pinched the tip of her youngest daughter's tail, which had a few small red scales on it, and murmured, "It's more like... a diluted red."

Red?

Leon jolted awake, abruptly raising his head as if he had suddenly realized something.

Meanwhile, a maid came to report from outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Prince, Your Highness Ischa has arrived."

A few hours earlier, after receiving Messenger Dragon from the Silver Dragon Clan requesting assistance, Ischa immediately organized her guards to come to her rescue.

But as soon as they crossed the border of the Red Dragon territory, they encountered resistance from the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan.

However, the other side had no intention of engaging in direct combat and instead spent the entire time engaging in a tug-of-war with Ischa's troops.

They're like a swarm of annoying flies; they won't bite you, but they'll drive you crazy.

Although Ischa possessed the strength of Dragon King level, she really had no effective methods when facing these flies that neither fought nor retreated.

The Crimson Flame Dragon Clan was like a persistent leech, relentlessly targeting her and the Red Dragon Soldiers.

Time passed slowly, Ischa grew increasingly anxious.

The situation was critical; every minute she was a minute late meant greater danger for her sister.

Even the Dragon Race is extremely weak when he is giving birth;

Her two nieces were too young to participate in the battle. Even if they could, Little Los would never let them go.

As for her brother-in-law... although he promised to protect Little Los, Ischa only wanted his attitude at the time.

Her brother-in-law, who had been in a coma for two years due to illness and was extremely weak, could use his brain and participate in some intellectual quizzes.

But asking him to pick up a sword and slay a dragon, wouldn't that be a bit... a stretch?

Moreover, if Constantine were to personally take the field, his brother-in-law would likely be killed in action.

The more Ischa thought about it, the more anxious she became. The more anxious she became, the more likely she was to cause trouble. The Crimson Flame Dragon Clan's forces seized the opportunity, resulting in some casualties.

Ischa dared not mobilize too many troops from her Red Dragon Sanctuary, fearing it might be Constantine's siege and reinforcement tactic.

If she were to unleash her full force of red dragons, Constantine could easily steal her home.

And so the two sides remained locked in combat for several hours until dawn.

Ischa felt she couldn't delay any longer.

Even if Constantine were to raid her home, she absolutely could not let anything happen to Little Los.

However, just as Ischa was about to mobilize 90% of her forces to break through the encirclement, this group of scumbags from the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan suddenly retreated.

Ischa didn't have time to think, and quickly led her men to fly to the Silver Dragon Clan at full speed.

But as she passed through the border of the Silver Dragon territory, she saw a familiar face—

Oh no.

Calling it a "face" is not quite appropriate;

It should be called the familiar "skull".

Constantine's enormous dragon head was cut off, and one of his horns was also broken off.

It hangs on the border of the Silver Dragon territory, its scales gradually darkening under the erosion of wind and sand.

Ischa could hardly believe her eyes.

Crimson Flame Dragon King Constantine, old Dragon King hailed as a hero by the Dragon Race a thousand years ago, had his head chopped off just like that.

She was well aware of Little Los's strength. Although he was not as powerful as old Dragon King like Constantine, he could still defend his home base by taking advantage of the terrain and fighting on his home turf.

But to say that you could cut off Constantine's head... unless Little Los took ten doses of a miracle drug like Dragon's Might, it would be impossible.

Ischa questioned the territory's guards about who had killed Constantine.

The guard proudly declared, "It's His Prince!"

"Your Prince?... Me, my brother-in-law?!"

Ischa couldn't help but imagine the scene of her frail brother-in-law having a one-on-one fight with Constantine...

This... this is something she can't even imagine!

No.

We need to find out quickly.

Little Los, what kind of strange male dragon did she marry?!

I must get to the bottom of this today!

"Oh my, the baby is so cute~ Let Auntie give him a kiss~ muuuua~~"

What Little Los, what brother-in-law, this Red Dragon Queen knows nothing about them!

This King know is that my third niece is absolutely adorable!

Our Melkwy family's Dragon Queen is all about changing her appearance.

Leon quietly moved closer to Losweiser and whispered, "Your sister came in so aggressively just now, I thought she had discovered our family's secret."

Ischa is very clever; she must have seen Constantine's body and head on her way here.

A casual question would reveal that it was Leon who killed Constantine.

The "background story" that Losweiser originally designed for Leon was that he came from a weak Dragon Race that had been disbanded.

How could he possibly kill Constantine?

This would indeed arouse Ischa's suspicion, which is why the couple worried that Ischa might have discovered Leon's identity as a human Dragon Slayer.

Losweiser stared at her sister, then leaned close to Leon's ear and whispered, "She probably did want to ask you how you killed Constantine before she came in. But clearly, the younger daughter is far more attractive than Constantine."

Leon agreed.

"Oh dear, my little niece, why is your tail almost the same color as your aunt's?"

Finally, Ischa discovered the color of the baby's tail.

She picked up her own tail, pinched the tip, and compared it to the baby's tail. Then, with a proud look, she showed the comparison to the ill-fated couple.

"Look, the baby's tail color is similar to mine, just a little lighter. If it grows a bit older, it might be almost the same color as mine."

The couple both lowered their heads and covered their faces, speechless at the sight.

The couple argued for a full ten months about "who the second child resembles more," Leon even learned various poetry recitation techniques for the sake of it.

But who knew...

Who knew it would end like this!