Chapter 341

Losweiser initiated the second Soul Judgment.

Unfortunately...

"Moo? Moo moo? ╮ (╯▽╰)╭"

Queen:?

"How dare you... laugh at me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Losweiser instantly spread her dragon wings and transformed into Dragon form.

Even though the Raging Horn Bull was as big as an elephant, it was as small as an ant in front of the Dragon King.

"Moo... moo moo moo! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

The Silver Dragon Queen lowered its head slightly, its Dragon Breath reverberating, its Dragon Might might seemingly tangible, so oppressive that the bull dared not even breathe.

"Roar!!--"

A Dragon Roar's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

Cow: XX

Losweiser slowly opened her mouth, and blazing dragon flames gathered within.

"Your Majesty calm your anger!"

Leon rushed forward, "With that Dragon Flame attack, the beef hot pot is going to turn into charcoal-grilled beef! And burnt at that!"

After a brief hesitation, Losweiser put away the dragon flames and reverted to her human form.

However, the moment she folded her dragon wings, she suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented.

With both her Magic Power and physical strength depleted, she was about to fall when Leon stepped forward and caught her in time.

"How can you get so caught up in practicing that you get carried away?"

Losweiser leaned against him, her face cold, but she pouted and muttered defiantly, "It laughed at me, so I'll teach it a lesson."

"You really deserve the title of Dragon King if you can hold your own against a bull."

Leon sighed, took her arm, and offered to help her back to her room to rest.

But Losweiser would fall again after taking only a few steps.

Left with no other choice, Leon had to carry her in a Princess Carry.

The Queen tucked her tail back, a faint blush spreading across her pretty face, and she said in a low, defiant voice, "I can walk by myself..."

"Forget about it."

"Tch... In the end, it still didn't work. I wonder when I'll be able to master it."

Leon paused, turning back to look at the Angry Bull, who was completely terrified by Losweiser's Dragon King's Demeanor.

After briefly recalling what had just happened, he said,

"Actually, it does have some effect, haven't you noticed?"

"What?"

"That bull was indeed very temperamental; it kept bellowing even after it was tied to the stone pillar, didn't it?"

"Yes."

"But after you used Soul Judgment on it the first time, its emotions were noticeably calmer. Even after you used it a second time, it basically no longer had any 'anger'. You could tell this from its cries."

Losweiser thought about it for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully. "It does seem to be true... Wait, you didn't just make this up to comfort me, did you?"

"Your Majesty, I have many flaws, but I will never lie to you."

"Please don't say sweet nothings at times like this in the future, thank you for your cooperation."

The couple chatted and laughed as they returned to their bedroom.

Leon gently placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

"Take a rest, the daughters will be back tonight."

"Okay... Hey, what about you?"

Leon smiled faintly, rolled up his sleeves,

"I'm going to turn that arrogant, Angry Bull into a beef hot pot."

The cow, whose spirit of rage was purified by the Her Majesty the Queen, was ultimately made into beef hot pot.

Of course, even if Leon's entire family of five ate as much as they wanted, they still couldn't finish all those tons of food.

Leon originally suggested that Losweiser transform into Dragon form to eat her, which would surely allow her to finish the food.

Then the Her Majesty the Queen lashed out with her tail and made him shut up obediently.

Finally, the maids and some guards were invited to share this unexpected feast.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard, eating hot pot, singing songs, lighting a bonfire, and dating.

Because Losweiser had used up too much energy during her afternoon practice, she didn't drink much at the dinner party. After eating some, she found a grassy spot to sit down.

A cool evening breeze blew aside the beauty's silver bangs, revealing her smooth, jade-like forehead.

That stunningly beautiful face was like a finely sculpted work of art, with each eyelash distinct, a delicate nose, and slightly drooping eyes that showed signs of fatigue and drowsiness.

It is precisely this weariness that makes her appear more languid and mature.

Steady footsteps sounded and finally stopped beside her.

Leon glanced at the orange juice in her hand and said, "His Your Majesty isn't in the mood tonight."

"Hmm? Why do you say that?"

"You didn't drink any alcohol."

Losweiser paused for a moment, then smiled faintly. "I'm tired, I don't want to drink."

Leon bent down and sat down beside her.

It's definitely tiring.

Ever since she retrieved the martial arts manual "Soul Judgment" from her master, Losweiser has been practicing it day and night.

Leon knew why she was so eager to become stronger.

After experiencing so many unexpected events and hardships, Losweiser realized that the world's landscape was quietly changing, and if she didn't make any changes immediately, she would probably be submerged in the rapid current of this era's changes sooner or later.

Excessive practice can lead to physical weakness, which is likely one of the reasons why Losweiser is currently lacking interest and energy.

As for the other reason...

Are you still thinking about what happened this afternoon?

"What?"

"Your first use of Soul Judgment was not very effective against that stupid bull—or rather, it didn't seem so effective on the surface."

Losweiser pouted, turned to the side, and gently bumped Leon's shoulder. "You knew all along, yet you still had to say it? I'm your wife in name only, can't you give me some face?"

Leon smiled, but then immediately replied seriously, "I didn't consider saving face. Think carefully about what I just said."

Losweiser raised her beautiful eyebrows, recalling Leon's words just now.

After a moment, she spoke, "You said... on the surface, the effect is not satisfactory. Why emphasize the surface?"

"Because from the practice test on the Angry Bull /Bull this afternoon, I saw some clues about the Soul Judgment."

Leon said,

"It is fundamentally different from the magic we know, and the final effect is rather... vague."

"Vague?"

"Um."

Leon continued, "To give a simple example, suppose your Dragonfire can deal 100 damage, while my Sumeru's Shadow can block 90 damage. So if you use Dragonfire on me, it will only deal 10 damage. But—"

"Wait." Losweiser suddenly raised her hand.

"How?"

Leon assumed that Losweiser's sudden call to a halt was because she had guessed what he was going to say next.

However, just as General Leon was about to show a relieved expression, he heard the Dragon Queen say:

"Why should I deal 10 points of damage to you? Should I just give you a minor scraping?"

"... I was just giving an example, don't take it so seriously."

Finally, Leon muttered under his breath, "If you're really serious, you won't even be able to deal 10 points of damage—hey, don't pinch me! I won't do it again!"

Losweiser removed her hand from his waist, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Remember this, Casmod, besides magic, I have plenty of ways to inflict more than 10 points of damage on your body."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty is amazing, Your Majesty is the best. Let's get back to the main topic."

Losweiser nodded and continued to listen attentively.

"Simply put, our existing attack and defense spells can all be described using basic numerical values—of course, it will be more complex in actual combat, but that's not the scope of our discussion."

Leon said, "But Primal Magic, to be precise, is Soul Judgment, which cannot be explained by simple numbers. The book says that the effect of Soul Judgment depends on the intensity of the other party's emotions."

"That bull first stumbled into your territory by accident, and then I caught it and tied it to a post. It must be furious."

"As you saw, it dared to yell at you at first, but after you used Soul Judgment on it for the first time, its anger decreased significantly."

Losweiser's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Yes, and then it started mocking me."

Leon scoffed, "That's a story for another time. Didn't you later transform into Dragon form and scare them back?"

"Hmm... you gave me a brief explanation this afternoon, but I didn't pay much attention."

"Then... are you sure its later mood shift wasn't caused by me scaring it?" Losweiser said.

"Confirmed. Because its emotions had already changed before you transformed into your Dragon form."

Leon shrugged. "So... your practice is effective. It's just that you need to look at the effect from the perspective of 'Primal Magic,' rather than the ordinary magic we are familiar with."

After listening to Leon's analysis, Losweiser's mood improved slightly.

She was quite certain that Leon wasn't just saying all that to make her happy; Leon was always very serious about magic and never joked around.

He certainly wouldn't make up such a long story just to please his wife.

Because he knew very well that on the Samael Continent, magic—or rather, power—was the Only One effective means of continuing to advance.

Therefore, one must never be perfunctory in this matter.

He did this when he was teaching Noa magic.

Now, Leon is serving as Losweiser's sparring partner.

Okay, I understand.

His tone was noticeably more cheerful.

Leon felt a little relieved.

"Are you happy now?" he asked.

"So-so." The Queen suppressed a smile and looked at the campfire in the courtyard.

"Aren't you going to reward me since you're happy?"

"Okay, I'll prepare a basin of my freshly made foot bath water for you when we get back."

"... Who mentioned that kind of reward?"

Losweiser slowly turned her head, smiling playfully, "So... what reward do you want?"

The couple looked into each other's eyes, their black and silver eyes gazing at one another.

The firewood crackled and popped in the campfire, sending up a few sparks, much like the stares between Leon and Losweiser.

The evening breeze is like wine, intoxicating and uplifting.

They slowly moved closer to each other's lips, her breath carrying the pleasant scent of orange soda.

"Daddy Mom!"