Chapter 382

Odin and Morgan were still whispering to each other in their original positions.

Leon glanced at them but didn't go up to them or strike up a conversation.

Although the Dragon Kings only supported his proposal in the final vote because of Odin, it doesn't mean that Leon has to personally thank him afterwards.

As Leon just thought, no one is trustworthy at the political table.

However, the beautiful young woman standing to the side didn't care about politics at all.

Once most of the people had left, she stood up and went to the three members of the Melkwy family.

"Your remarks and ideas were good, Leon."

After a pause, seemingly to ease the awkwardness of not seeing each other for so long, the usually serious Claudia surprisingly made a small joke, "As expected of this Queen son."

' this Queen's son'—this comes from Noa's first stage play, "As Love Sinks," in which Mr. Leon Casmod played Claudia's son.

Leon grinned, thinking to himself, "Sister, you're so funny."

After a few pleasantries, Claudia got down to business.

"Helena told me about the situation in the Far North a while ago. I am very grateful for your timely help. Please also Noa for me; she is a brave and intelligent child."

"Yes, we will tell Noa."

Claudia didn't mention anything about the Primal Power, and the couple tacitly kept quiet as well.

Their relationship with Claudia isn't exactly that of pure friendship right now, as they're still testing each other out.

Even so, the most basic trust between the two sides still exists.

After thanking her, Claudia didn't linger. She simply said goodbye to Ischa and left.

Ischa watched the beautiful young woman's graceful back and chuckled.

"That old fellow Poseidon has a successor."

Turning her gaze away, Ischa looked at her sister and brother-in-law.

The three of them stared at each other, wide-eyed, for a while, before Ischa finally spoke.

"A special intelligence outpost... huh?"

Leon felt a little uneasy, but forced a smile. "Ah... yes, sis."

"Interesting, how did you make that? I want to make one too."

If you marry a human prisoner, you can have such an awesome intelligence outpost!

"Confidential, confidential, hehe." Leon tried to laugh it off.

If it were in the past, Ischa would have asked a lot more questions.

Even if she couldn't get any answers, she could at least get a glimpse into the truth about her mysterious brother-in-law.

But now—

It's unnecessary.

"Alright, it's confidential then. I won't ask any more questions."

After 'pressuring' her brother-in-law, Ischa turned to look at her sister.

"Little Los, how have you been lately?"

"Sis, I've been feeling pretty good lately—"

"Hmm, it looks pretty good. Married life here—"

Ischa leaned back in her chair, fiddling with her delicate red manicure, and said slowly and casually, "How sweet. If you hadn't wanted to ask about Grandma's whereabouts the other day, you probably wouldn't have had time to write to your older sister, would you?"

Losweiser frowned and smiled wryly, "Sister, what are you saying? We're family! I've just been a bit busy lately and forgot to write to you."

"What are you busy with?"

"Busy--"

"Busy with the bliss of married life, huh?"

"..."

For over two hundred years, Losweiser has never gained the slightest advantage over her sister.

And her sham marriage to Leon has now become a major tool for Ischa to pressure her.

Damn it.

No matter how you look at it—

It's all Leon's fault!

Thinking of this, the Queen couldn't help but glare angrily at the dog of a man beside her.

Leon:?

Why are you glaring at me when I didn't say anything?

Or have you evolved to the point where you can now stand in the heat of the moment and bring me to court?

No wonder they are a T0-class race capable of giving birth to their own offspring.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you guys."

Ischa breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "I still haven't heard from my grandmother during this time."

Losweiser frowned slightly. "It's been so long, and you still don't know where Grandma went?"

Ischa shrugged helplessly. "You know the old lady loves to travel all over the place. She's probably having fun with her old friends somewhere right now."

It's unlikely I'll have a good time with my old best friend.

But Ischa really didn't know where the old lady had gone.

When Grandmother Veronica came to see the sisters last time, they probed into Leon's background together and finally got some clues, but the grandmother advised Ischa not to pursue it any further.

Ischa obediently did as she was told.

On the night before their parting, her grandmother gave Ischa a ring with Primal Crystal, hoping that Ischa could also learn to control the Primal Power.

However, Grandma said she had to keep this a secret from Little Los.

Although Ischa wouldn't delve any further into her brother-in-law's background, it's always wise to be cautious and take certain precautions to maintain secrecy.

"I'll let you know as soon as I have any news," Ischa said.

"Good."

Losweiser was so eager to see her grandmother because she and Leon had a lot of questions they wanted to ask each other.

It concerns the Far North and Primal Ruins.

Although they are not archaeologists and the truth of history is not very important to them, this might involve a conspiracy between the Empire and the Dragon Race, so they have to pay attention.

Who knows what other ruthless tricks the empire hasn't yet pulled off?

"It's getting late, I should head back too. You two..."

As Ischa spoke, she slowly stood up, her gaze shifting back and forth between her sister and brother-in-law. "Are you planning to spend the night here and go back tomorrow?"

"Ah, this... isn't that unnecessary?"

"Why wouldn't it be necessary? The feeling of home and a hotel is completely different!"

Losweiser blushed and quickly glanced at Old Man Ray and Morgan, who were still standing nearby. Luckily, they hadn't heard anything.

"Sis, what nonsense are you talking about? What hotel or not?"

Ischa chuckled and waved her hand, "Go on, go on, remember to write to me."

"Okay, sis."

The red-haired beauty slowly left the conference room, wearing high heels.

Leon stood up as well. "Let's go too."

"Okay."

However, before the couple could even take a step away, they heard someone call out from behind them.

"Gentlemen, please wait."

The couple turned to look and saw Odin and Morgan.

The two dragon kings also got up and walked towards them.

Leon merely glanced at Morgan before his gaze quickly fell on Odin beside him.

Just now at the conference table, he had a brief eye contact with this unfathomable Thunder Dragon King.

That was a look unlike any of the dragon kings Leon had ever faced.

Most dragon kings, or rather, Dragon Race, no matter how well they disguise themselves, inevitably reveal some murderous intent and violence in their eyes.

Odin, however, was not like that.

Those dark blue dragon eyes were weathered, calm, and reserved, yet they exuded absolute majesty.

When Odin stood in front of Leon, the man and the dragon stared at each other at extremely close range.

Leon would never lose his composure in front of a dragon, not even Odin, who was hailed as the top dragon king.

After a brief exchange of glances, Odin spoke first.

Do you know why I supported your proposal at the meeting?

Leon remained silent.

Odin had no intention of keeping everyone in suspense.

"Because this meeting is just a smokescreen. That old man Alles wants to use this meeting to seize the Primal Power within Constantine for himself."

"This isn't the first time they've done something like this."

Leon was not surprised by this.

He glanced at Losweiser beside him, Losweiser remained calm and composed.

Actually, they had discussed this on their way here.

As expected, this is exactly what happened.

This echoes Losweiser's statement that all power serves politics.

"But I know the special nature of the Primal Power, because I also participated in the exploration project in the Far North."

After a pause, Odin looked at Losweiser beside him and said, "Veronica and I are friends."

Losweiser nodded slightly, offering no further response.

"In addition, there is another reason, although it did not directly lead me to decide to support you, but it still influenced my decision to some extent."

"What... is the reason?"

"Like Claudia, you saved my daughter Yuna in time at the ruins, for which I am deeply grateful."

After saying this, Odin nodded slightly, which was a rather solemn way of expressing his gratitude.

"Consider it a favor I owe you, Mr. Casmod. Until we meet again."

After saying this, Odin strode toward the exit.

Morgan waved his hand. "Old man Odin thanked me for me, so I won't thank you. Goodbye, you two!"

The two Dragon Kings then left the conference room one after the other.

After they had walked away, Leon scratched his nose. "The Thunder Dragon King owes me a favor..."

"It's much more than just personal relationships."

"Basically, whatever you ask for in the future, he should try his best to meet your needs within his capabilities," Losweiser said.

"But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

"Nonsense, you think you can eat the old Dragon King for the rest of your life? You're so naive—hey, what are you doing!"

Before she could finish speaking, the scoundrel pulled her into his arms.

"Eating the old Dragon King for a lifetime is not a skill; what's truly skillful is eating you for a lifetime, my wife."