Chapter 223

After kissing for a while, Losweiser felt it was time to take a break.

Because that's how it usually is.

However, Leon doesn't seem to have any intention of giving up.

Hey, what's this bastard doing? Seamlessly transitioning to the second battle?

Losweiser gently pushed Leon away to give her a chance to speak, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me rest for a bit."

Leon, his face grim, didn't answer her, but kissed her again.

Losweiser suddenly felt like she was in love with a child.

When it comes to dating, you at least need to go through a "talking" process!

We can't just "love without talking about it," can we?

But there was nothing she could do to stop him, so she had no choice but to give in to this idiot for the time being.

About five minutes later, presumably the scoundrel had had his fill of kissing and calmed down, and finally released Losweiser.

Losweiser blushed, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back down.

The couple lay sprawled out on the large bed, the blankets already kicked off.

They both stared at the ceiling in silence.

After a long silence, Leon finally spoke.

"Did you feel it?"

What do you mean?

"Different."

Losweiser's pupils flickered slightly, then she nodded. "Yes, it's very different from before."

Leon slowly raised his arm and looked at his palm. "It seems like I have inexhaustible power in my body, and this power... is very pure."

Losweiser closed her eyes. "Hmph, it certainly has power, I can feel it. But you're going to use this newly acquired power to do this kind of thing with me?"

Leon glanced at her and retorted, "Isn't it perfectly reasonable for Dragon Slayer to learn new skills and then use them on dragons?"

The Queen kicked him in the groin, "What do you mean by reasonable? It's just sophistry!"

"Shall we continue?"

Losweiser paused, pursed her lips, and hesitated.

The experience she just had was certainly on a completely new level, and her desire to be conquered by Leon was completely satisfied.

But just as Leon warned her—don't die.

If it happened a few more times like that, dying might be a bit of an exaggeration, but... passing out would still be quite embarrassing!

She'll be laughed at by that jerk for a long time.

Moreover, he has now managed to break free from the control of the Dragon Mark, which means that Losweiser has lost the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

This situation is very unfavorable to her.

Until she comes up with a way to counterbalance Leon, it's best to avoid conflict as much as possible.

So after much deliberation, although Losweiser was somewhat reluctant to give up the entirely new experience, she managed to restrain herself.

That's all for tonight.

Leon had no intention of forcing her.

He just asked if he wanted to continue because he wanted to test the limits of his new body after opening the first door.

However, judging from the Dragon Queen's weakened state—

Before he could even test his limits, Losweiser probably wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

Ha, is this all there is to a dragon's body?

Vulnerable!

Q: When can a person think in the calmest state?

A: The time of wisdom.

Actually, Losweiser doesn't usually have much "post-coital time" after finishing her assignments with Leon.

Several times, she even worked through the night and couldn't sleep, but she would still get up and go to the study to continue working overtime.

But things are different now. Leon, who opened the first gate, is like God of War who has been reborn, forcibly putting the Silver Dragon Queen into a state of sagehood.

So much so that now the couple is lying in bed, neither sleepy nor in the mood to continue their intimacy.

Thinking about all sorts of questions is a good way for these two to pass the time.

Leon leaned against the headboard, his hands behind his head, his gaze falling on "The Gate of Nine Hells," which had been kicked to the foot of the bed during the "melee."

He blinked, then crawled over and took the book.

"I suddenly remembered that there is a very strange part in this book."

Leon leaned back against the headboard, turning the pages of his book as he spoke.

Losweiser casually tidied her messy hair, the strap of her nightgown dangling precariously from her shoulder. "What's so strange about this place?"

"It says here that to open the first gate, a Dragon King level person is needed to assist."

Losweiser nodded. "Yes, isn't that why you asked me to help you tonight?"

"But this is an ancient book that my master risked his life to have someone bring it out of the empire."

"Hmm... so what?"

Leon sat up straight, looked at Losweiser, and opened the book in his hand. "So, why do humans use the Dragon King as the standard for measuring strength in their martial arts?"

Losweiser paused slightly as she smoothed her hair, and couldn't help but start thinking along with Leon's question. "Yes, according to your human habits, you probably use letters like 'S' or 'A' to express power levels, right?"

Leon nodded. "Yes. And the term 'Dragon King level' is too suggestive."

He paused, then muttered to himself, "Master knows I have a Dragon King like you by my side, which is why he entrusted this ancient book to me, believing I can master it successfully. But what about other cultivators? Where would they find a so-called Dragon King level assistant?"

To rival the Dragon King with a human body is an extremely difficult feat. (That's all.)

Throughout human history, those who have reached the Dragon King level have either passed away or retired to the mountains, no longer concerned with worldly affairs.

And a super SSR like General Leon, who can match or even surpass the Dragon King, is extremely rare, appearing only once every few hundred or even thousand years. (Mio)

Therefore... this physical technique called 'Gate of Nine Hells' seems, in a sense, completely unsuitable for humans. (Jiu)

Why did the creator of the Gate of Nine Hells develop such a risky physical technique, whose cultivation method is extremely demanding for humans? (Ling)

"You say..."(

After a brief silence, Losweiser suddenly spoke, "Could it be that this physical technique wasn't developed by humans at all? Instead... it originated from a Dragon Race?"

Upon hearing this, Leon was slightly taken aback.

Losweiser's speculation is not without merit. (Nine)

He just mentioned that the term "Dragon King level" is far too suggestive. (5)

However, the so-called "strong directionality" only applies to humans;⑧

If cultivators were to be categorized as Dragon Race, then the term 'Dragon King level' would seem quite natural and reasonable.

Each race has its own standard for measuring power.

As Losweiser said, humans are used to rating things with letters like 'S' and 'A'.

While Dragon Race do use these letters in some situations, they sometimes use terms like 'Dragon King level,' 'Quasi-Dragon King level,' or 'super Dragon King level' to rate their power in a way that gives a general idea of their strength.

"So, Master gave me a manual on Dragon Race -based physical techniques to learn...?"

Leon was both amused and exasperated. "What if I practice and end up with a tail growing out? I really hope that doesn't happen!"

Losweiser playfully kicked his butt, "What did your tail do to you? Isn't having a tail a good thing?"

Leon replied seriously, enunciating each word clearly, "No good."

"Tch, if you've never experienced the joys of having a tail, of course you'll think it's no good."

Losweiser snorted softly, her long silver tail, which was sprawled on the bed, twitched at the tip and said proudly, "You'll never know how wonderful it is to have a long tail."

"Thank you for your blessing, Miss Melkwy."

Losweiser glanced at him, stopped arguing with him, and brought the topic back to the Gate of Nine Hells. "If you want to know whether this physical technique was developed by humans or Dragon Race, there is actually a very simple way."

"What method?"

Losweiser gestured with her chin toward the ancient book in Leon's hand. "Just look at who the author is, that's all."

Leon rolled his eyes, speechless. "You've lived for over two hundred years, surely you know that the author of this kind of book and the developer of the techniques are likely not the same person?"

This custom is widespread across various ethnic groups.

Firstly, it is to protect the privacy and security of developers.

Secondly, some developers are only good at fighting and killing, but not good at recording their theories in writing. They can only be compiled into books by another person to be passed down.

Of course, some technique developers don't care about these things. They do their own research, publish their own books, and avoid middlemen taking a cut. It's a sure thing.

Losweiser shrugged. "Of course I know that. I mean, even if the author of the ancient text and the developer of the technique aren't the same person, they're still from the same race, right?"

Leon smiled faintly and tossed the ancient book into Losweiser's arms. "I read it during the day. The author is someone I've never heard of before."

Losweiser turned to the first page of the ancient book, where the author's name was written:

Claudia Poseidon.

The name itself was nothing special, but the surname sent a chill down Losweiser's spine.

She stared intently at the three characters 'Poseidon,' unable to look away.

Leon noticed her unusual behavior, reached out and gently shook her shoulder, calling her name, "Hey, Losweiser? Are you alright?"

"Huh? Ah... no, it's nothing."

Leon glanced at the author's name and asked, "You know this author?"

Losweiser smoothed the hair around her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Hmm... but I'm not really sure. I only know a little bit about the author's surname."

"Surname? Poseidon? I noticed that surname during the day. It must be very rare; at least I've never met anyone with the surname Poseidon."

Losweiser shook her head with a wry smile. "Of course you won't encounter it, you idiot. Because... it's Dragon Race's surname."

Upon hearing Losweiser's words, Leon was slightly startled at first, then thoughtfully uttered an "Oh," and said, "So... this is indeed a physical technique created by the Dragon Race."

"But why are the physical techniques of the Dragon Race preserved in a human empire?"

"It's spoils of war after defeating a Dragon Race, that's a common thing, isn't it?" Leon said.

Losweiser bit her lower lip. "No, that's not right. It shouldn't be spoils of war."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because Poseidon is the royal surname of the Sea Dragon race, and the Sea Dragon race... hasn't shown its face for thirty years, so how can it be said that they were defeated?"

After he finished speaking, the bedroom suddenly fell silent.

The couple both lowered their heads and looked at the old book, "The Gate of Nine Hells".

In an instant, countless questions flooded Leon's mind.

Why was the master able to obtain the physical techniques created by the Sea Dragon race, which had disappeared for thirty years?

Did he really risk his life to have an old friend steal it from the Empire, as he claimed?

If the master really concealed the origin of "The Gate of Nine Hells", then what was the master's motive?

But who exactly was the person who handed this book to the master?

Regardless, Leon firmly believed that his master would never betray him.

So even if he doesn't know where his master got this book, "The Gate of Nine Hells," written by the Dragon Race, it doesn't stop Leon from practicing it.

Since he has not yet found a way to solve the problem of not being able to condense Magic Power, it becomes inevitable that he will learn a new and powerful physical technique.