Chapter 506

After much thought, Noa still couldn't find a suitable adjective from her existing vocabulary.

So we had no choice but to use 'role-playing' as a substitute.

Leon and his wife were also stunned when they heard this.

They were quite familiar with role-playing, usually playing roles like nurses, rabbits, down-on-their-luck heroes, and lost succubi.

But why is role-playing necessary even in simulated combat?

"Is it the teacher who is in charge of practicing with you who is playing the role?"

"Yes, it should be."

"What role will you play?"

Noa scratched her forehead, glanced at her Dad across the table, and then said,

"A character mentioned in the textbook is most often described as... a person wearing black armor."

Like a bolt from the blue, General Leon froze on the spot.

For the Dragon Race, apart from Leon, there should be no other person in the world who wears black armor and can be written into their textbooks.

And Leon could roughly guess how the textbook described him—

That's completely the opposite of "Constantine, the hero of the Dragon race"!

There were so many things to complain about that Leon didn't even know where to begin.

But upon closer inspection, it does make sense.

During the past Human-Dragon War, the empire's Dragon Slaying Academy and even some children's science books would depict Dragon Race as an evil race in order to plant the seeds of resistance in children's hearts.

Moreover, Saint Hiss Academy is clearly a place that trains Dragon Race warriors, so it would naturally do the same thing.

Even though he understood this approach, General Leon still couldn't quite contain himself.

The old father devoted himself to teaching his daughter his skills, passing on his knowledge through words and deeds, and sent her to the best school in the Dragon Race.

The daughter's graduation project turned out to be about beating up her elderly father—

Abstraction, nine parts abstraction.

Just as Leon was filled with emotion, he caught a glimpse of the Dragon Queen covering her face with one hand.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear she was trying not to laugh.

Laugh, laugh, laugh! What's so funny? Tonight I'll make you cosplay as 'the person in black armor,' and I guarantee I'll make you cry!

"But that was during the Human-Dragon War. Now that the war is over, the academy originally wanted to reform the assessment method starting with our class, but who knew that Adam would appear as an unexpected figure."

Noa said, "The academy was caught off guard, so they had no choice but to... take those black armors out of the warehouse and use them for sparring and assessment."

"... Things? So Saint Hiss Academy can now replicate the Black Gold—Black Armor?"

"No, no, no, it's just armor that's like a prop. It doesn't have any of the abilities described in the textbook."

This piqued Leon's curiosity.

Although I can roughly determine how the Dragon Race's textbooks describe him, I still want to listen carefully.

"My dear daughter, what do your textbooks say about the person in the black armor?"

Noa looked back at her elderly father, her bright blue eyes trembling slightly. After a brief pause, Noa spoke.

"Hmm... He can use very powerful Lightning magic, which has caused considerable trouble for the warriors on the front lines of the Dragon Race. Several dragon kings have fallen at his hands, making him the Dragon Race's number one enemy."

"Oh... is that so...?"

Leon scratched his nose, then asked in a seemingly casual tone, "So, do you think he's amazing?"

"Speechless."

Losweiser muttered to herself from the side.

Leon rolled his eyes at her, ignored her, and continued to stare longingly at his eldest daughter.

Noa was also slightly speechless—

Is acting with a clueless, straight-laced dad really this tiring...?

It's hard to imagine how my Mom has managed to get through all these years.

"I think... it's pretty, pretty impressive, um."

After a pause, Noa added seriously, "My goal is to defeat him."

Leon was slightly taken aback. "But now that the war is over, you may never see him again."

Noa met her father's gaze and replied, word by word.

"Who knows? But if fate gives me the chance to challenge this powerful man, I will definitely defeat him."

You're so filial to your father, my dear.

Leon pursed his lips, deciding not to ask any further questions.

If we keep asking, we might just end up having to reenact an abstract scene of a loving father and a filial daughter.

And the Dragon Queen was almost bursting with laughter.

So, after the family of three finished their acting contest, they continued eating dinner.

After dinner, the couple returned to their room.

After closing the door, Leon's expression turned somewhat grave. "What are your thoughts on the re-evaluation?"

The Queen slipped on her dragon-winged slippers, went to the living room, and, shedding the fatigue of the day, lay back on the soft sofa, gazing at the ceiling.

"What else can we look at it? Just look at it with a smile."

That's not what I meant.

Leon walked over and sat down next to her.

Seeing how serious the man was, Losweiser sat up as well. "Hmm, what do you want to say?"

"Adam's sudden appearance in the Nightmare Moon Forest was unexpected by everyone. Noa and Helena almost got killed as well. If we had been any unlucky, we probably wouldn't have had the chance to have dinner together like we did just now."

Leon said, "Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I'm still worried that something unexpected might happen when the assessment is restarted in a few days."

Losweiser pondered Leon's words, and after a moment, she nodded.

"Yes, I understand what you mean. You're overthinking it... It is indeed a bit of an overreaction. If the assessment is held within the academy, then there's absolutely no need to worry about anyone launching a surprise attack or causing trouble."

"But I also know you. Once a thought flashes through your mind, you can't just let it go."

"Well then, tell me, you're worried that something unexpected might happen during the assessment, and what are your plans to do about it?"

Leon met his wife's gaze, and then a mysterious smile appeared on his serious face.

The Queen blinked, immediately guessing his intention.

You wouldn't be thinking of...

75% recoil

Two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed. Losweiser could tell at a glance what Leon was thinking:

He wanted to sneak into the assessment site and disguise himself as one of the many 'Black-Gold War Chariot' cosplayers.

Only in this way can Noa's safety be guaranteed on site.

"Well... although it's a bit ridiculous, even if the academy finds out, the principal and the others won't say anything. After all, we are family members of those involved in the Adam incident, and we have every reason to do so."

As always, Losweiser helped Leon weigh the pros and cons of the matter.

"Okay, I support you."

Hearing Losweiser say that, Leon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought you wouldn't agree."

The Queen raised her beautiful eyebrows, rested her chin on her hand, and smiled indulgently. "Why do you think that?"

"Because I also feel that this is a bit ridiculous, but there is no other good way for me to protect Noa's safety without her knowing."

Most doting fathers have some degree of PTSD.

It's like how fathers all over the world are very averse to 'yellow hair' and 'will-o'-the-wisps'.

Having experienced an accident once, Leon would never allow anything like it to happen again.

That's why he seemed somewhat stubborn about 'sneaking into the exam hall to protect Noa '.

As his wife of five years, Losweiser naturally understood him.

As she said, once an idea takes root in Leon's heart, it's like a nail stuck there; he'll keep thinking about it until he puts it into practice.

And Losweiser was also worried about Noa.

If a doting mother has PTSD, then a qualified mother would certainly be even more concerned about her daughter's safety after such a dangerous incident.

That's why people say this couple is a match made in heaven; their thought processes are basically identical.

"But there's a problem. Although we have a chance to infiltrate the assessment team, it doesn't seem easy to get a set of the academy's black armor," Losweiser said.

Leon paused, blinked, and then the little bear spread its hands, gesturing for Losweiser to look at him.

Losweiser looked at him, not understanding what he was doing.

"What do you mean? You have a way to get your hands on the black armor?"

"... Hey, do you think it's possible that the man in front of you right now is actually the man in the black armor?"

The Queen paused for a few seconds, then suddenly realized—

Moreover, her sudden realization and enlightenment didn't seem faked.

"Oh, I completely forgot about that!"

Leon pulled his wife into his arms, letting her lean against him, then patted her head and said earnestly,

"It's true that pregnancy makes you stupid for three years. I feel sorry for you."

Losweiser giggled and punched his arm, struggling symbolically for a moment, but finding she couldn't break free, she let this idiot hold her head in his arms.

Yeah, it's quite comfortable.

Losweiser leaned against him and lay down on his lap.

Leon lowered his head and gently played with the strands of hair on her cheek with his fingers, his fingertips lightly stroking her fair and smooth face.

This scene was serene and beautiful.

"A little, "Leon said.

"There should be a few days before the next assessment, so we have plenty of time to prepare."

"Okay. Then we'll do it tomorrow—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp bird call came from the backyard.

The couple exchanged a glance, then got up from the sofa, quickly went to the balcony, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

In the backyard practice area, Noa was already beginning her rehabilitation exercises with the training doll.

"So proactive, my dear daughter," Leon exclaimed.

"They probably knew they would be re-evaluated, so they prepared diligently."

Losweiser crossed her arms, a satisfied smile on her face. She paused, glanced at Leon, and teased,

"She really wants to defeat the person in the black armor."

Leon rolled his eyes at her and pouted, "Childish."

"Wanting to defeat you is childish?"

"I didn't say Noa, I said you're childish."

How am I childish?

"You're so naive. You're over two hundred years old, yet you act like a child."

"You're disgusted with me."