Shut Up, Evil Dragon, I Don't Want to Have More Children With You

Losweiser smiled and nodded. She certainly wouldn't object to anything that could torment Leon.

Muen looked at Leon again. "Daddy, isn't my suggestion good? Why aren't you smiling anymore?"

Leon: "Daughter, guess why I'm not smiling :)"

If they had a family dinner like this every day, Leon figured he'd lose at least thirty years off his life.

Dinner, which should have been the best occasion for family heart-to-heart talks, had become Losweiser's tool for interrogating Leon.

What's more, with Noa, that precocious and icy little dragon girl, joining in, Leon was facing a two-on-one situation.

He couldn't possibly win like this!

He was currently pondering how to get Muen to abandon this idea.

Just then, he heard Noa suddenly speak, "No, Muen."

Muen's little face drooped as she looked at her sister. "Why not?"

"I want to study in the Young Dragon Department at Saint Hiss Academy."

Saying this, Noa looked at Losweiser, seeking her opinion.

Losweiser was slightly surprised by her eldest daughter's idea.

She knew Noa was very mature for her age and had good talent in magic.

However, those who normally enrolled in the Young Dragon Department were around four or five years old.

Noa was only one year and two months old, and in terms of height, she was far behind four or five-year-old young dragons.

Losweiser put down her cutlery, raised her eyes to look at her eldest daughter, and asked seriously, "Why are you so eager to enroll?"

"Because I want to defeat more—"

"More?"

"Dragon Slayers."

"Pfft—cough cough... cough cough—"

Leon, who had intended to take a sip of water to calm his nerves, choked when he heard his eldest daughter say she wanted to defeat him.

What a filial daughter.

Noa looked at Leon with disdain. "Mind your table manners."

My, you really are like a little adult.

Leon wiped his mouth with his scarf. "Dragon Slayers are very brave, Daughter. Daddy is afraid you'll get hurt."

"If I don't get hurt, I won't be able to grow."

Good, she's a real stubborn mule.

Leon was about to say something else when Losweiser interjected, "I think Noa's idea is quite good. The earlier she learns skills, the earlier she can fight Dragon Slayers. Besides, I think Dragon Slayers are just a bunch of idiots, nothing to be proud of. They might even spit out their water if they get startled, don't you think so, Leon?"

"..."

"Alright, it seems your father has no objections either."

Losweiser smiled. "Saint Hiss Academy has entrance tests twice a year. The next test is in a month. We'll need to make some preparations for enrollment during this month."

"Yes, Mother."

"Okay, we'll discuss it in detail tomorrow. Let's eat first."

The two little ones lowered their heads and continued to eat heartily.

Losweiser glanced at the despondent Leon and asked with feigned concern, "Why aren't you eating, Leon? Is my cooking not good?"

"It's good... it's good..."

"If it's good, eat more. You need to be full to have the energy... to do other things."

That "do other things" was pregnant with meaning.

Leon felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing that.

Why did he have the feeling of "raising the piglets until they're plump, only to slaughter them for the New Year"?

Leon lowered his head, looking at the steak on his plate, and unconsciously tightened his grip on his cutlery.

He could feel Losweiser's contempt and disdain towards him.

In her eyes, he was no longer the valiant Dragon Slayer of two years ago, worthy of being called her nemesis.

Perhaps, in Losweiser's view, the current Leon was merely a tool for raising children, a plaything she could use to vent her anger at any time.

She wanted to give her children true fatherly love, which was why she had spared Leon's life.

Leon had once said that she could strip him of his dignity and pride, but she could never kill his belief.

Was this just the boast of a Dragon Slayer who had been stripped of his humanity?

No...

It wasn't like that.

He would never let Losweiser take anything more from him.

He silently shredded the steak on his plate.

The wavering flame in his heart seemed to be reawakened.

One hour later.

The family dinner ended.

Noa took Muen back to their room, and Leon volunteered to stay and wash the dishes.

Losweiser said that such tasks should be left to the servants.

But Leon said that when a couple washes dishes together, it creates a stronger sense of family.

Losweiser didn't argue. She simply tied on an apron and went to the kitchen to start washing the bowls and plates.

Only she and Leon were left in the room.

Clear water flowed from the faucet, and Losweiser stood before the sink, carefully wiping each dish.

"Hey, when are you going to help? Didn't you say we'd wash them together? You— hiss..."

Before she could finish, Losweiser felt a wave of heat surge through her chest.

Her sensitive nerves were immediately stirred.

She slightly opened her collar and found that the Dragon Mark on her chest was flashing a dark purple light.

"Leon... you—"

She wanted to go out and question Leon about what trick he was playing now.

But as soon as she turned, the Dragon Mark's reaction suddenly became much stronger.

Losweiser's legs went weak, and she stumbled forward.

Fortunately, she managed to grab the doorframe in time, or she would have fallen right there.

But even so, the Dragon Mark's reaction continued to erode her body and mind.

Her vision blurred, her mouth felt dry, and the desire for "procreation" became increasingly urgent.

She swallowed, but ultimately couldn't resist the growing resonance of the Dragon Mark. She collapsed onto the floor, gasping for breath.

Thump—thump—

Footsteps sounded before her.

Losweiser looked up.

It was Leon.

The cold moonlight poured in from the window beside them, illuminating Leon's profile.

He showed no expression, looking down at Losweiser from above.

But if one looked closely, they could see the beads of sweat on his forehead.

It was clear that he too was struggling to resist the resonance of the Dragon Mark.

"What... what are you going to do..." Losweiser asked intermittently.

At this moment, two powerful impulses warred within her consciousness.

One was wariness of the man before her, and the other was the instinct to ravish him.

She knew that Leon was feeling the same way she was right now.

"Losweiser, two years ago in the dungeon, I told you something. I don't know if you remember it."

Leon slowly crouched down, bringing his gaze level with Losweiser's.

He reached out and gently lifted Losweiser's chin, looking at her flushed cheeks and her hazy, alluring eyes.

"Never be alone with the strongest Dragon Slayer who has undergone rigorous training."

Losweiser met his cold gaze and said with a laugh, "Heh... Stop pretending, Leon. You want to use the Dragon Mark's reaction to weaken me and then escape. It's a good idea, but I'm telling you, it's impossible."

"The Dragon Mark affects both of us equally. Plus, you only just woke up from a two-year coma, and your stamina hasn't recovered much. So even if I become weak, you won't be able to escape from here—"

Leon interrupted her, "Who said I was going to escape?"

"Wh-what..."

He leaned closer, reached out, and scooped up the weakened Losweiser in his arms.

The silver long tail dangled down. The Queen leaned into the scoundrel's embrace, looking at him with surprise.

"Leon, what are you doing? What are you doing?!"

"I did just wake up from my coma, and my stamina and physical condition haven't fully recovered. But... things have eased up a bit these past few days. It's enough."

As he spoke, Leon carried the Queen towards the porch.

"Enough... what? Leon, speak, enough what?"

Upon reaching the entrance hall, Leon placed Losweiser on the ground, her head facing the door and her tail facing him.

Immediately, he crouched down and grabbed Losweiser's tail.

"Don't, Leon—"

When the Dragon Mark resonates, a dragon's tail becomes an extremely sensitive area.

A gentle squeeze could significantly affect the other party's sensitive nerves.

Losweiser was now like a kitten whose scruff had been grasped by fate, lying weakly and powerlessly on the ground.

"Let go of my tail... Leon..."

Losweiser said with her remaining consciousness, "Otherwise, once tonight is over, I will definitely kill you, I swear..."

"That will be after tonight, Losweiser. Besides, I've never been afraid of death, you know that."

As he spoke, Leon increased the force in his grip.

A tingling sensation shot from her tail, instantly coursing through Losweiser's entire body.

She tilted her head back slightly, struggling to control the restlessness within her body.

"The Dragon race craves conquest, craves the destruction of everything, craves control over everything."

"You are the same, Losweiser."