Chapter 363

Helena was taken aback. After a pause, she asked in confusion, "But don't adult dragons all fly? Why did Auntie Losweiser go down to bring Uncle up just now?"

Noa blinked, her thoughts stirred.

"Oh, my Mom once said that my Daddy's dragon wings were injured and would take a long time to heal. I've never even seen what his dragon wings look like, let alone let him fly."

Helena nodded. "I see. Well, anyway, I got to see the juicy gossip firsthand, so I'm satisfied~ Time to go to sleep."

"Good."

Helena turned and walked towards their small cubicle.

Noa, however, turned back to take another look at her parents, who were enjoying their time together.

My Mom did mention before that my Dad's dragon wing was injured, which temporarily caused him to lose the ability to fly.

But...

"Was Mom a little... overly nervous just now?"

In the deep of night, Noa's thoughts surged endlessly with the evening breeze.

As we approached the Far North, the temperature plummeted, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Fortunately, the tour group provided all the travelers with extra warm clothing, and Saint Hiss Academy also took sufficient measures to keep the students who were participating in the practical assessment warm.

In the evening, Leon stood outside, watching the group of teenagers having a snowball fight, which was quite lively.

Back when he was studying at the Imperial Dragon Slaying Academy, every winter, everyone would spontaneously run to the playground to have a snowball fight.

There are certain rules to follow when having a snowball fight. Compared to a team battle, a snowball fight is more of an individual battle.

Leon was quite skilled at snowball fights at the time:

Never become the target of three or more people throwing snowballs for no reason, or you'll be hit by more than thirty snowballs at once.

Students usually just stack two big snowballs together, stick a carrot in and add two twigs to make a snowman;

But when the 'sports students' of the Dragon Slaying Academy build snowmen, they actually bury living people in the snow, emphasizing realism.

Come to think of it, Leon hasn't had a snowball fight in many years.

After graduation, I joined the Dragon Slayer Army and spent the whole year fighting in the north and south, with no time for such recreational activities.

In recent years at the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, my daughters have been too young to be quite suited to such a 'violent' game as snowball fights.

So...

When my daughters are a little older, they can relive those happy times.

"Hey!"

The sound interrupted Leon's thoughts.

He turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, but before he could see the owner of the sound, a snowball flew towards him.

Leon couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely in the bullseye.

Shaking his head and brushing the snow off his face, Leon looked in that direction.

Losweiser had already bent down and prepared a second snowball, eagerly ready to throw it over.

She wore a cloak with fur trim, gloves, and pink dragon claw earrings, looking incredibly youthful—

Just two days ago, she said that Leon was the immature, delusional teenager.

"Second move, get ready!"

The Queen made a throwing motion and hurled the snowball in her hand with great force.

This time, with enough time to prepare, Leon could have easily dodged it.

But seeing the Dragon Queen's enthusiastic expression, Leon thought for a moment, and then simply turned to the side as a formality.

However, this sideways movement was not enough to dodge the snowball.

The snowball hit his chest and crumbled into snowflakes and chunks of snow.

Losweiser smiled smugly. "Two shots, both hit. What's your assessment?"

The first one was because my buddy wasn't prepared;

The second one is about my buddy spoiling his wife.

You asked what my buddy thought?

My friend's assessment was summed up in one sentence:

Just make do, what else can we do but divorce?

Leon clapped his hands enthusiastically.

"Her Your Majesty the Queen an unparalleled archer, never missing a shot. She is truly the greatest archer of all time."

Losweiser smiled smugly, tapped her tail, clapped her hands, and brushed the snowflakes off her gloves.

She knew that the second shot hitting was entirely because the scoundrel deliberately caught it.

But she was still happy.

Happiness isn't caused by a small snowball, but by someone who is considerate of your feelings in every way, and you can feel their care even in the smallest things.

Leon, that idiot, may be a bit stubborn with his words, but he's never lacking in action.

A fake husband should act like a fake husband.

Losweiser stepped forward, her cotton boots crunching against the snow on Leviathan's back.

The couple stood together, walking slowly side by side in the falling snow, with the backdrop of boys and girls having a joyful and lively snowball fight.

"We'll be almost at the Far North by daybreak."

"It'll probably be another six or seven hours," Losweiser said.

"Hmm... I wonder if I'll really run into Constantine."

When Leon said this, his tone was very flat, without any fluctuations, and he showed neither tension nor relaxation.

Losweiser looked at him and said, "Last time at the Red Dragon Sanctuary, the three of us together barely managed to defeat him. This time it's just the two of us..."

"Things are different now. Last time, my Magic Power wasn't fully restored, and you weren't very skilled at controlling the Primal Power, which is why we suffered a great loss in the early stages of the battle."

Leon analyzed, "But this time, I have a full two Dragon Mark Magic Power reserves, and you are not only more proficient in controlling the Primal Power, but you have also made great progress in Soul Judgment. No matter how you look at it, our side has a better chance of winning."

"I've considered all of what you've said, but there's still one factor that's uncertain."

Losweiser said, "Last time Constantine used the Heart-protecting Dragon Scale to fuse with other dangerous species' organs, but this time, he's using the Primal Power. We can't be sure how much stronger he'll be than last time, so we still have to be careful."

After hearing what Losweiser said, Leon nodded seriously.

"If things don't look good, we'll retreat immediately. Anyway, we're just scouting the situation to see if that mad dragon is really after the Primal Power."

"Well, we have two paths: forward or backward. The initiative is in our hands."

After a pause, Losweiser sighed, "Well, I just don't know if our method will work. Constantine has Fael by his side, that guy should know where to find the remaining Primal Power, but we'll have to rely on luck."

A few days ago, Losweiser tried to contact Grandmother Veronica to ask which region in the Far North they had found the Primal Power.

If we know the exact location, sniping Lao Kang will become very easy, and we can even wait for him to come to us.

But Grandmother was always elusive, and neither Ischa nor Principal Olet knew where she had gone.

Helpless, the couple could only hope that the Primal Power that Losweiser herself had gathered would resonate with the Primal Power beneath the ice in the Far North, and that they could use this to find Constantine's whereabouts.

"Nothing ever goes smoothly; there will always be some difficulties."

Leon offered words of comfort.

Losweiser chuckled and lightly nudged his chest. "When did it become your turn to comfort me, you human child?"

"Is the child talking about me?"

"Otherwise what?"

Leon narrowed his eyes slightly. "Queen, do you also practice—"

"Eat snowballs, you idiot!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the snowball fight battlefield, Noa and Helena are being invited to an indoor barbecue dinner.

Ah, it's called a banquet, but actually there are only six people including the two of them.

Before Noa boarded Leviathan, there was Yuna, the kind-hearted senior student she met.

And her partner Anton, and two other senior students.

"These ingredients were brought to us by Anton from the tour group next door. They're absolutely delicious, have a taste!"

Yuna enthusiastically handed the meat skewers in her hand to Noa and Helena.

The two little ones obediently took it and took a small bite.

"Thank you, senior!" x2

Yuna smiled so much her eyes curved into crescents. "You're welcome. Eat as much as you like."

The group ate and chatted.

Noa inadvertently glanced at the bracelet on Yuna's wrist.

The bracelet was milky white, crystal clear, and had a bright luster.

Dragon girl blinked and praised, "Yuna, this bracelet is so beautiful."

Yuna paused for a moment, then looked at her hand and smiled, "Oh, this was a gift from my Daddy a while ago. He said it's made of very rare materials."

"Senior's... Daddy?"

"Yes, Odin, the Thunder Dragon King."

Upon hearing this, the two little ones immediately widened their eyes in surprise.

"Senior, your Daddy is actually the Dragon King?"

Although the students who come to the Saint Hiss Academy are all descendants of royal families and noble families of various tribes, daughters of Dragon King's like Noa are still relatively rare.

I never expected that the kind senior student would have such an impressive background.

Yuna smiled modestly and scratched her hair sheepishly.

"Hahaha, didn't I say that? Maybe I forgot."

"Your father is rarely home, so it's normal that he forgot to mention it," Anton said from the side.

Yuna glanced at him and said, "Tch, adults have their own things to do."

Anton shrugged, stopped talking, and continued grilling the meat skewers.

Yuna and Noa continued their previous conversation.

"My Mom has a pendant necklace, and the material seems to be similar to your bracelet, senior," Noa said.

"Really... then it seems this thing isn't as rare as my dad said."

"Oh~ we got tricked~" Anton cheered from the side.

Yuna tossed him a pillow, but Anton caught it easily.

"No, no, my Mom's pendant was a wedding gift from my great-grandmother, and it's made of very precious materials," Noa quickly explained.

Yuna nodded, then changed the subject, "By the way, my two junior sisters, have you found your teams for this practical assessment?"

Noa raised an eyebrow. "A team? Do we need a team for the assessment?"

"Of course. The environment in the Far North is harsh, and the assessment is very difficult. It would be hard for the two of you to achieve good results on your own."

Taking advantage of the situation, Yuna extended an invitation, "How about..."

"Yuna, let me remind you, we're here to take the assessment, not to be intern nannies," Anton said quietly.

Yuna glared at him, ignored him, and continued talking to Noa.

"Why don't you two come with us?"

Yi Ling Yi Fin Shi Wu Qi IV Jiu Ba "This..."

The senior student meant well, but Noa didn't know whether she should accept it without question.