Chapter 71

Noa recalled the time a few days ago when Leon and her Mom had a one-on-one match at the practice field. At that time, Leon did not dare to be careless at all and went all out to fight his Mom.

However, at crucial moments, you could sense that Daddy and Mom had held back a few tricks up their sleeves. After all, it's a friendly sparring match between husband and wife; they can't really be like enemies, right?

Although Leon ultimately lost, his Mom's victory was clearly not easy either.

However, when facing Ral's father, Leon acted as if he were toying with a child, showing no seriousness whatsoever. (2)

Just how many more skills does this man have up his sleeve? Noa couldn't help but wonder. Nine

Lar's father, frustrated by his missed punches, became increasingly agitated and disorganized in his attacks.

Leon had already gauged his opponent's approximate skill level with just these few moves.

While the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan certainly has powerful members, this mad dog before them is stronger than the Toad Dragon, but not by much. (Shan)

Back on the battlefield, when Leon encountered dragons of this caliber, he wouldn't even bother to glance at them.

"How boring, you idiot," Leon scoffed as he easily dodged the attack. "I don't even need magic to hit you."

"Wh-what—"

Before he could finish speaking, Leon delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to Lar's father's knee. (3)

The knees are the weakness of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan. This is something Leon learned from many years of dragon-slaying experience, and he doesn't usually tell this to just anyone.

Lar's father immediately collapsed to his knees in excruciating pain, feeling as if his knees were about to explode.

Leon took two steps, stepped onto the stone steps beside him, used the momentum to turn and leap up, and then delivered a clean and swift roundhouse kick that knocked Lar's father heavily to the ground.

But that's not all.

With his hands in his pockets, Leon whistled a carefree tune as he walked forward and expressionlessly stepped on Lar's father's tail, causing the man to scream in excruciating pain.

Leon drew his hand, clenched his right fist, and with his waist and stance in perfect harmony, he concentrated all his strength into his fist, delivering a powerful and heavy punch towards Lar's father's face.

"No, no!"

Boom--

Lar's father was so frightened by this move that he trembled all over and at the last moment he desperately covered his head and curled up.

He felt like he had made a mistake.

The guy in front of me doesn't look particularly special, but once he starts fighting, the killing intent he exudes is undeniably real.

That aura seemed to belong to someone who had crawled out of a pile of dead dragons...

Who the hell is this bastard...?

However, Leon's punch did not land on his face.

He carefully lowered his hand and saw Leon's fist slam into the concrete ground right in front of him.

The hard ground was actually smashed into a small crater.

Even the bones of Dragon Race cannot withstand such a punch.

To put it bluntly, if Leon hadn't held back, Lars might be an orphan by now.

"See? Besides my mouth, my fists are pretty hard too."

Leon withdrew his fist, stood up, and kicked Lar's father in the shin. "Get lost, and tell your son to stay away from my daughter in the future."

After saying that, he looked up at the two Toad Dragon beside him.

In the past, Leon wouldn't have even given a second glance to such a nobody. "You two, you want to give it a try?"

The two Toad Dragon shook their heads like rattles.

"Then take him and get out of here."

Lar's father stood up unsteadily, clutching his aching knee, and slunk away with the help of the two Toad Dragons. But the malice and resentment in his eyes as he looked at Leon were unmistakable.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. "Alright, let's go back— Noa? When did you arrive?"

As I turned around, I saw Noa hiding behind the school gate.

Judging from her expression and her constantly wagging tail, she must have witnessed the whole thing. She seems... very excited.

Losweiser hadn't noticed her daughter was behind her until Leon spoke, at which point she turned around to look.

"Noa? Why didn't you go back to class?"

Noa came over carrying cookies. "I wanted to give these to you."

As she spoke, she handed over the cookie box.

Losweiser took it with both hands and asked happily, "Did you make this?"

"Yes, the teacher taught us how to make it in cooking class."

After a pause, Noa added, "It might not taste very good, please don't mind."

Instead of saying things like "No, no, my daughter makes the best food," Losweiser took a cookie directly from the box, broke it in half, handed it to Leon, and tasted the other half herself.

"This is delicious," Losweiser said.

Leon ate it in two bites and sincerely praised it, "Yes, it's delicious."

Noa's tense expression finally relaxed. "I got second place in my cooking class."

Losweiser reached out and ruffled Noa's hair. "Cooking is a piece of cake. We'll definitely get first place next time."

"Uh-huh."

Noa nodded, then turned her gaze to Leon, pursing her lips as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

After thinking for a moment, she finally mustered up her courage and said, "You were... very cool just now."

At that moment, Leon seemed to understand the meaning of being a father.

When you simply love your daughter and don't expect anything in return, a simple compliment from her is worth more than a thousand words.

Especially someone like Noa, who doesn't usually like to express her preferences so directly, was able to praise Leon so frankly.

This made Leon happier than receiving any other gift.

He didn't think it involved any PUA, personality control or other such nonsense.

This is simply a normal psychological reaction for a father after receiving praise from his daughter.

If Leon had a tail, he'd be wagging it like crazy right now!

Rather than thinking, "My daughter has finally grown up and knows how to compliment people," Leon felt more that "the relationship between my daughter and me has finally shown clear signs of thawing."

He didn't care whether Noa had become more mature; he had never been so demanding of her.

He simply wanted to understand Noa's heart and make their relationship truly befitting of "father and daughter".

Seeing Leon stunned by his daughter's brief compliment of "very handsome," Losweiser quickly nudged his arm.

Leon then snapped out of his daze, scratched his head, and chuckled, "Haha, of course, your Dad is pretty amazing! And I wasn't lying to you, was I? Knees really are the weakness of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan. Next time that Ral bullies you, just kick his knees hard."

Noa chuckled, but quickly suppressed her laughter, just like her Mom, as if she had to pay extra to see the two of them laugh.

"Okay, I understand. But—wait, is your hand... injured?"

When Leon raised his hand to scratch his hair, he inadvertently exposed the knuckles on the back of his hand.

That was the wound he left when he punched the ground.

Upon hearing this, Leon quickly lowered his hands and put them behind his back. "It's okay. It's normal to bump into each other during a fight."

"But all—"

"The next class is about to start, right? Go back to class now. You'll come home the day after tomorrow, Daddy Mom will cook you something delicious," Leon said.

Noa's pupils trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips. "Um... okay. Goodbye."

See you the day after tomorrow.

Noa waved and jogged back to the academy.

Losweiser handed the cookie box to Leon, then transformed into her Dragon form. "Let's go back too."

"Um."

That evening, Leon sat in the nursery looking at a science book about baby dragons, waiting to tell it to Mu En the next day.

A moment later, the door lock clicked.

He put down his book and looked towards the door.

Before I could even see who it was, I heard the familiar sound of high heels.

Without saying hello, Leon silently picked up his book again and continued reading.

Losweiser sat down next to him and waited quietly without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Leon put down his book. "What's up?"

"Hand."

"Ha?"

Losweiser didn't explain further, but simply lifted Leon's right hand and placed it on her knee.

Then she took out the wound medicine she had brought, applied it with a cotton swab, and then applied it little by little to Leon's wound.

The medicine stung a little when it entered the wound, and Leon instinctively pulled his hand away.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Losweiser asked.

Leon stubbornly insisted, "No, it doesn't hurt."

Losweiser chuckled and continued applying the medicine, but her movements became much gentler. "Well, it doesn't hurt anyway."

The evening breeze wafted in through the window, cool and refreshing, bringing a sense of peace and comfort.

Losweiser applied the medicine very carefully and slowly.

The medicine was slightly cool, but the beauty's palms were warm and soft.

In fact, as a seasoned Dragon Slayer, Leon had countless wounds on his hands.

In the past, if I got injured, I would just treat it casually and call it a day.

But no one had ever applied the medicine to him with such care as Losweiser.

People always have a very deep impression of their different first experiences. (Skirt)

Moreover, during the experience, every detail was appreciated remarkably well.

Losweiser's palms were soft and warm, but her fingertips were slightly cool. As she brushed against Leon's hand, the touch was delicate and tingling. Part Two

Leon coughed awkwardly, then turned his head away, trying to divert his attention from the simple physical contact. Guilt

Although it hurt a little, Leon didn't dare to move. After all, with his hand on someone's leg, moving around could easily be seen as indecent assault.

"Actually... there's no need to apply medicine; it'll be fine in a couple of days," Leon said. (Afternoon)

"It was Mu En who wanted to apply the medicine to you." Rose said, her head bowed.

"Oh."

"I was afraid she wouldn't do well, and her clothes would get soaked and stained, so I came by myself." Qi

"Oh."

"What do you mean, 'oh'? I'm telling the truth."

Leon shrugged. "Yeah, it's true. I didn't say it was fake, so why are you so nervous?"

"I wasn't nervous."

"Hmm, you weren't nervous, but I was, okay? Ouch—it hurts!"

Losweiser rolled her eyes at him. "Behave yourself."

"Whispering sound."

She continued applying the medicine.

After a long pause, he spoke again, "Thank you for today."

"Thank me for what?"