Chapter 320

Ischa looked at her sister and raised an eyebrow. "If it's not a time bomb, then what is it?"

"It's... a remote-controlled bomb!"

"..."

Ischa was somewhat speechless.

"Little Los, whatever kind of bomb it is, it's just a simple metaphor. There's no need to be so pedantic."

She said casually, then slowly turned her gaze to Leon, "So, brother-in-law, how exactly did you do that?"

"Ah... Sister, actually it's—"

Seeing that her eldest sister was determined to strike at the heart of the enemy, Losweiser's brain raced, trying to come up with all sorts of excuses to stall for time.

But her sister is a smart woman; she can't just spout nonsense to buy time, because that would make it easier for her to spot the flaws.

But Losweiser wasn't very good at lying, so she didn't have much witty banter to say to her older sister.

Just when the Queen was feeling utterly hopeless, that man finally spoke.

"Actually, it's like this, sis."

Ischa nodded slightly. "Yes, go ahead."

"You know that the six months I disappeared were because I accidentally traveled to the future, twenty years in the future, through a spatial rift in Ravi, right?"

"Yes, Little Los mentioned this in a letter he wrote to me a few days ago, but he didn't go into details. I've been wanting to ask you about it, since I've never seen anything like time travel before."

Ischa looked at Leon with great interest. "So, is there a connection between you detonating Constantine's dragon scales and your trip to the future?"

"Yes, there is some connection."

Leon said, "First of all, that dragon scale was not Constantine's original Heart-protecting Dragon Scale, but that of the Black Sun Dragon King, Blaise. That's why he was able to use spatial magic to appear silently in your Holy Temple and dodge Losweiser's fatal blow."

"Then I can explain how I detonated that dragon scale."

"When I returned to the present from the future, Blay and Jaggs were attacking the Silver Dragon Sanctuary in Losweiser. I took care of them, along with the other four dragon kings."

"But I didn't destroy their Heart-protecting Dragon Scale, because in the future..."

Leon took a slow breath; he was about to start lying, and he was a little nervous.

Losweiser, standing nearby, was also sweating bullets, hoping that the scoundrel could come up with a better excuse and not let her sister suspect anything, otherwise it wouldn't just be Old Kang who lost the revival match tonight.

"In the future, I discovered that a mysterious organization is collecting the Heart-protecting Dragon Scale of the Dragon Race. Their purpose is unclear, but it is clear that they are hostile to us."

"So in that first battle after returning from the future, I deliberately held back and tampered with the dragon scales of Blay and the others, as a trump card to win in the future. Just like when I dealt with Constantine."

After saying that, Leon looked at Losweiser beside him.

Leon: [How about it, honey? My reason isn't bad, is it?]

Losweiser (her lips twitched slightly, her face full of speechlessness):

[A certain mysterious organization—please, bro, you came up with such a terribly hasty excuse in just two minutes!]

Could you be any more perfunctory?!

Do you think my sister is an idiot?

Do you think she'll believe that?

Leon: [Why wouldn't I believe you? I think my reasoning is perfect (I'm certain).]

Losweiser: [If she could believe me, I'd tell you right now—]

Ischa suddenly realized, "Oh, I see."

You actually believed that?!

Leon shrugged, then looked at Losweiser with a smug expression.

[What did you just say, Your Majesty? You did it on the spot?]

Losweiser: [I immediately... I grabbed my husband's hand, how about that?]

The couple seldom found themselves together again. Losweiser gently took Leon's arm, whispered in his ear, and

"My sister must have just been in a fight and her head is still foggy. She didn't bother to dig into your lame excuse, so you should be secretly happy."

Leon replied in a low voice, "We can patch it up later. Let's just get through tonight first."

Actually, Leon's reasoning just now was quite hasty.

He simply replaced 'empire' with 'a mysterious organization'.

The rest are all the truth.

However, the empire is indeed the most crucial part of this narrative.

As long as Ischa doesn't associate Leon's move with the idea of dealing with the Empire, even if she's incredibly clever, she can't immediately jump to the point of thinking about humanity.

After all, the alien races that fought against the Dragon Race were not just humans, but also many other races.

Everyone is constantly waging various wars for those limited resources.

Seeing that their eldest sister believed the story Leon had made up on the spot, the couple secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Little did they know, Ischa was secretly observing the two of them, her mind racing with questions.

"I feel like... something's not quite right."

Her brother-in-law was really hard to figure out, but Ischa couldn't just ask him directly, because that wouldn't get her any useful information.

Well... since you've been holding back on that so-called mysterious organization, I'll also be wary of you.

You are indeed a wonderful family member, husband, and father.

But he's definitely not a good... imposter.

After the war, Ischa methodically directed the Red Dragon Guards to carry out the cleanup work.

"Take down the mammoth leg hanging on the gate and check the meat quality. See if it's still good to roast."

"The lawn has been completely renovated; there aren't many intact areas left anyway."

"They'll also rebuild the pavilion for me, and the materials and labor costs will be applied for from my sister. They won't approve it? They wouldn't dare! Her husband damaged it, so his family has to pay for it!"

"And that... Constantine's head, just bury it somewhere random, it looks really unlucky."

"..."

The Red Dragon Sanctuary has been ravaged inside and out, and it will probably take some time to repair it.

Leon and Losweiser stood not far behind Ischa, silently watching her direct the scene.

After a moment, Losweiser lowered her voice, "My sister doesn't seem to suspect you at all."

"Of course, although my reason just now seemed hasty, it was actually—"

"It was actually more hasty," Losweiser said.

Leon rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and retorted, "Actually, it's watertight! Your sister can't find any loopholes in this reason to doubt me."

What that scoundrel said is true.

His excuse just now seemed a bit simple, but often the simplest things are the hardest to find flaws in.

If you embellish or lie about facts that cannot be disclosed, it will only make it easier for others to become suspicious.

Moreover, it would be difficult to cover up the lie afterward.

The phrase "a certain mysterious organization" may be a hasty statement, but if it is brought up again in the future, there is still a lot of room for maneuver, and it will be difficult to explain back down.

"Daddy Mom! Aunt! Are you alright?"

The voices of her daughters came from behind her.

The couple and Ischa turned to look.

Under the escort of the red Dragon Maid, the little Dragon girl were safe and sound.

Leon knelt down and picked up Mu En. "Daddy Mom are okay. How about you? Were you scared?"

Mu En's little face still showed signs of lingering fear, but she still shook her head bravely, "Mu En wasn't scared. Sister has been protecting Mu En and Xiao Guang the whole time."

Leon gently touched his daughter's cheek. He knew the little darling must have been terrified, and he was just saying this to avoid worrying him and Losweiser.

However, he did not force Mu En to admit that she was afraid. Sometimes, fear can only be fully digested by oneself.

"Mu En is great. Noa and Xiaoguang, you guys are great too."

Ischa also came over and picked up Xiaoguang, who was standing to the side.

Each of the three parents was holding one of their three children. The Melkwy family would be complete if they were missing a grandmother.

Holding Xiao Guang, Ischa looked at her Holy Temple in ruins and sighed softly, "There's a lot of work to do after the war. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Sky City with you to take pictures tomorrow."

Xiao Guang blinked his beautiful pink eyes, his gaze sweeping over his aunt's shoulder to his Mom Dad to the side.

Losweiser saw the unspoken message in her daughter's eyes, so she smiled and nodded in acquiescence.

Xiao Guang immediately pressed his face against his aunt's again, pinching her red hair, and said in a childish voice,

"We're not in a rush, Auntie. We'll go together after you finish your work."

Since it was agreed from the beginning that the whole family would go together, there's no need to change our minds because of an unlucky guy who failed the revival round.

"Won't this... delay your and Mu En's enrollment?" Ischa asked.

"No, Auntie."

Mu En leaned against her father's chest and said, "Anyway, school starts in a month, so it's not too late to take the picture in a few days. And maybe Grandma will be back by then too~ That way we can take a super~~~~ huge family photo."

"Yes, sis, it doesn't matter if we film a few days later. The most important thing is that we're all together as a family," Losweiser chimed in.

Leon pursed his lips and glanced at the eldest daughter in Losweiser's arms.

Coincidentally, Noa was also looking back at him.

The father and daughter exchanged a glance, as if they could both see the same unspoken complaint in each other's eyes:

You've said everything you needed to say, so what am I supposed to say to my daughter/ Dad?

After exchanging a brief glance, the father and daughter simply shut their mouths.

Ischa nodded. "Okay, it'll be repaired here in a week at most. We'll go together then."

"Um."

As the group was chatting, they suddenly saw a red dragon guard running towards them in a panic.

He rushed to Ischa, knelt down, and said breathlessly, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! An accident occurred when we were about to dispose of Constantine's head!"

Upon hearing this, before Ischa could even ask anything, Leon blurted out, "What happened? Did someone steal his head?"

After the crisis of the spatial rift ended, Leon noticed that Constantine's dragon head, which had been hanging on the border of the Silver Dragon territory, had disappeared.

After tonight's battle, Leon has no doubt that it was those guys from the Empire who stole Constantine's dragon head.

Now that Kang's resurrection attempt failed and Blaise's Heart-protecting Dragon Scale have been destroyed, the Empire should have no need to retrieve his head.

But... the empire never acts according to common sense.

If they can make such a Frankenstein's monster, what can't they make?

"Yes... yes, Prince Leon, we were just about to transport Constantine's dragon head to the border to burn it, but we suddenly encountered a giant dragon that was extremely fast. It took advantage of our inattention, injured two of our transport team members, and stole Constantine's dragon head."

Ischa's pupils dilated slightly. "Did you get a good look at what that dragon looked like?"

The guard pondered for a moment and replied, "It was too dark. I couldn't see very clearly just now, but I can confirm that the dragon's wings were iron-blue and had a metallic sheen under the moonlight."

"Iron-blue dragon wings... metallic texture... extremely fast..."

Is it the Ironwing Dragon King...? Ischa murmured.

Hearing Ischa's guess, Leon and Losweiser glanced at each other discreetly.

They also believed that the guy who stole Constantine's head was Ironwing Dragon King Fael.

Principal Olet once said that Fael had interfered with the Dragon Race's exploration project in the Far North.

Based on the available information, Leon deduced that Fael, like Constantine, Ravi, and other dragon kings, was secretly colluding with the empire.

So it makes sense that he's now stealing the head of this expensively crafted Frankenstein's monster for the Empire.