Shut Up Dragon! I Don't Want To Have Children With You Anymore

The dragon slightly nodded, then flapped its wings and flew straight into the sky.

———

A few days after the opening ceremony, one night, Rossweise was at her desk, studying a book titled The Complete Guide to Blood Magic.

"Blood Charm... a charm magic that can only be used once in a lifetime. After use, the caster will fall into extreme weakness and exhaustion..."

Rossweise's thoughts moved slightly as she murmured,

"So that's why Leon was in a coma for two years. It wasn't just because he was seriously injured and near death. The Blood Charm also caused his body to be overdrawn."

Just as Rossweise was about to recall that mistaken night, she heard a slight noise coming from the balcony of her room.

She put down the magic book and got up to check.

It was her loyal maid, Shirley.

"You're back, Shirley," Rossweise said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Have you finished investigating the matters regarding Tiger Lawrence and his wife?"

Leon had asked Rossweise to visit his mentor before and told her the mentor's name, which was Tiger Lawrence.

Shirley knelt on one knee at the balcony door and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I was incompetent and couldn't find any information related to Tiger... Or rather, I couldn't even find evidence of his existence."

Rossweise frowned, "He's just a farmer with some hunting skills, an ordinary person in the empire. How could... he not exist?"

If it were royal nobles or something similar, failing to investigate might be understandable;

But according to Leon, his mentor was just a plain old man, which was why Rossweise dared to send her people to investigate and visit him.

How could it be that... nothing could be found?

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but I really couldn't find anything about this person."

Rossweise frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, it's fine. Don't blame yourself."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Then... should I continue the investigation?"

"As long as your safety can be ensured, please continue. Notify me immediately if you find any information."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As the words fell, Shirley's figure flashed and disappeared into the night.

———

The next day, Rossweise returned from inspecting the borders of the Silver Dragon territory accompanied by her maid squad.

There were still more than two hours before dinner, so she wanted to spend this time with Luna.

But when she arrived at Luna's room, she found that her little daughter wasn't there.

Rossweise then went to Leon's room. That guy wasn't there either.

'Alright, both father and daughter are missing.'

Rossweise walked to the room's balcony and looked toward the training ground in the back courtyard of the sanctuary. She found Leon playing some knight game with Luna.

They were using the wooden sticks in their hands as holy swords, slashing at the air.

After watching for a while, Rossweise noticed that Luna was waving the stick randomly without any technique.

But Leon seemed to be seriously practicing every move and stance.

Seeing this, Rossweise chuckled softly, "Your recovery looks good, dragon slayer."

With these words, she turned and left the room, walking out of the sanctuary and heading to the training ground.

"Mom!"

The little dragon girl, upon seeing her mother who had been away all day, immediately dropped the stick in her hand, wagged her tail, and ran toward Rossweise with the silly tuft of hair on her head bouncing.

Rossweise bent her knees slightly, rubbing Luna's little head, "Have you been listening to your father at home today?"

"Yes~ Luna has been very obedient~ Daddy even taught Luna the sword grip posture~"

"Luna is amazing. How about we make your favorite grilled steak tonight?"

"Yay!"

"Alright, go play."

Luna picked up the little stick and jumped away to play by herself.

After watching Luna's back for a while, Rossweise withdrew her gaze and looked at Leon.

This guy acted as if he hadn't seen her and continued practicing his slashing moves.

Rossweise walked closer.

When she was less than two meters away from Leon, she suddenly heard a buzzing sound. The tree branch cut through the air, drawing an arc before stopping steadily in front of her nose.

Rossweise didn't dodge or flinch, showing no reaction of being startled. She calmly ignored the tree branch that was so close and looked at Leon with composure.

"Do you know how disrespectful it is to point a weapon at me in the Silver Dragon Sanctuary?"

"You call a tree branch a weapon?"

"Hey, weren't you once the strongest dragon slayer? Forget a tree branch; even a leaf in your hand could be a deadly weapon, right?"

"Mother dragon, if you want to compliment me, do it properly. Why the sarcastic tone?"

Leon put down the tree branch and sat on a nearby bench.

Rossweise also walked over and sat beside him.

Leon glanced at her, then moved a bit to the side.

In the evening, the setting sun hung low, dyeing the horizon a fiery red.

The light cast their shadows long and thin. They watched the sun slowly sink below the horizon in silence, seemingly savoring the last moments of the day.

"You came to the training ground to play with Luna because you miss Noah, right?" Rossweise suddenly said.

Leon touched his nose, snorted, and didn't respond.

He sat there silently, staring at the running track in the training ground. When Noah used to do physical training, she would run laps here until she was completely exhausted and couldn't move.

Now, a few birds Leon couldn't name were hopping around on the track.

"Noah wrote me a letter yesterday."

Hearing this, Leon finally reacted, turning to Rossweise.

"She said she's been doing well these past few days and told us not to worry."

After a moment of silence, Leon couldn't help but ask, "That's it?"

Rossweise nodded, "That's it. You know Noah's personality. I was already surprised she took the initiative to write back and reassure us."

Leon pondered for a while and commented, "Like you."

"What about me?"

"Not showing your emotions too much, always keeping a straight face, making it hard for others to guess what's on your mind."

Rossweise smiled faintly, "Maybe. But do you remember I once told you that Noah is actually a very good child?"

"I remember."

"Now that so much time has passed, what do you think?"

"You were right. Noah is excellent and very smart. Once you find the right way to communicate with her, it's quite pleasant."

"Hmm... Then let me tell you a secret. Noah once told me she feels a bit pressured when interacting with you."

Hearing this, Leon raised an eyebrow and curiously asked, "Why?"

"I told her that when her dad was in school, he was a top student. From the way you teach her, it's clear you were great at studying and won many scholarships and first-place prizes."

Rossweise continued, "Noah has a very typical dragon psychology. She admires and yearns for the strong. And in her heart, you're such a... strong person."

Leon scratched his cheek, "I thought she saw her dad as just a nerdy weakling."

Rossweise covered her mouth and laughed softly, "Not at all. She actually admires you quite a bit."

Rossweise covered her mouth and lightly laughed, "That is not the case, she actually admires you quite a lot."

SNAP—

Rossweise took off her high heels, curled up her long legs, encircled her knees with her arms, and her feet gently rested on the edge of the bench.

"Do you still remember the few days when you just woke up, and Naoh always avoided you, refusing to see you?"

Leon nodded.

"At that time, I couldn't figure out what she was thinking, but what I do know is that during your coma, she would often sneak into the nursery to look at you. Occasionally, when I caught her, she would make excuses saying she was looking for Luna."

Leon smacked his lips and made another sharp and accurate comment, "That awkwardness and stubbornness are quite like you."

"Stubbornness obviously resembles you more, right?"

"I'm stubborn? What kind of joke is that? I've always spoken the truth as it is. When have I ever been stubborn?"

"Che, anyway, I've never been stubborn."

"Yeah, me neither."

Rossweise lowered her gaze and continued speaking,

"But speaking of which, the matter of blood ties... it's quite fascinating at times."

"Oh? How so?"

"During those two years when you were in a coma, I was taking care of the two of them alone. Sometimes I couldn't manage, and even handing them over to Anna didn't work. They kept crying and crying, and nothing could calm them down."

Rossweise said, "But guess what? No matter how much they cried or fussed, as long as they were placed by your side, they would immediately quiet down."

Leon's heart lifted with joy, and he asked with expectation, "Really?"

"Really. At that time, they didn't understand anything, but it seemed that just being close to you gave them a great sense of security."

Rossweise fiddled with her fingers, let out a slow sigh, and asked,

"The daughters are very cute, aren't they?" [T/N: Then make more. Who is stopping you?]

For the first time, Leon fully agreed with Rossweise's words and nodded vigorously.

Blood ties are like this. Even before they realize it, they are already deeply connected.

Of course, amid this reflection, Leon also felt a surge of unfamiliar gratification.

Because Leon wasn't adopted by his master until the age of five.

Before the age of five, he had no concept of "home" at all, nor did he understand what "family affection" meant.

That is the most critical period for a child.

If they cannot feel the deep love of their parents during that time, even if they live a rich life after growing up, they will always feel that something is missing.

So... this is also why Leon now spares no effort in loving his daughters.

They are the price he paid during his desperate struggle, but this price he willingly bears.

Rossweise smiled, "Alright, then when Naoh comes home on her break in a few days, let's prepare a grand dinner for her."

"No problem."

The last ray of sunlight disappeared beyond the horizon, and night fell.

Rossweise stretched her body lazily, "Alright, let's go back."

"Mm."

"Wait a moment."

"What?"

Rossweise pointed at the high heels she had just taken off on the ground, "Help me put on my shoes."

"..."

"What, unwilling? I haven't even settled the score for that kiss you gave me at the entrance ceremony, and now you won't even help me put on my shoes?"

"Fine, fine, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Leon squatted down, lifting Rossweise's fair, tender jade-like foot with one hand and holding her high heel with the other, trying to help her put it on.

"Your movements are quite quick," Rossweise said.

"Of course, putting shoes on you is much easier than shoeing a donkey."

Rossweise sent a flying kick to Leon's face.

Leon: Dodge!

———

A few days later, in the evening, Leon, Rossweise, and Luna stood in the courtyard of the palace, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, just like when they were with Naoh a few days ago, as if waiting for something.

"Does the academy really provide return transportation?" Leon asked, looking at the sky.

"Yes, their service has always been meticulous," Rossweise replied.

"Then how will they send Naoh back? Magic teleportation or..."

Rossweise raised her hand to shield her eyes and squinted at a small black dot in the distance. "No, not that advanced. The way we sent her is how they'll return her. Look, it's almost here."

Leon followed Rossweise's pointing finger.

Sure enough, a small black dot in the sky was gradually approaching.

However, a few minutes later, Leon's eyes widened in shock.

What small black dot?

Upon closer inspection, it was actually an enormous dragon, exaggeratedly large.

Leon roughly estimated that the dragon's size was at least five times that of Rossweise.

In his past dragon-slaying career, he had never seen a dragon of such an exaggerated size.

"Leviathan, the largest type of dragon. Although enormous, their combat ability is very low. They serve as transport workers among dragons, with great endurance and stable temperament," Rossweise explained.

"Huh? Why add the description of a stable temperament?" Leon asked.

"Imagine, if 180 lively, hyperactive baby dragons were chattering on your back, making endless noise, wouldn't you lose your temper?"

Leon swallowed. "I would..."

"Exactly. But Leviathans won't. Their emotional control is excellent. It's said that a Leviathan can live for thousands of years without losing its temper even once."

Leon couldn't help but applaud.

He didn't expect such a Buddhist-like type to exist in the naturally aggressive dragon race.

They seemed to exude a vibe of "It's fine if I die; no big deal."

The Leviathan slowly approached, eventually hovering above the Silver Dragon Palace.

Due to its enormous size, landing fully was inconvenient.

Magical beams of light began to shine from the Leviathan's body, connecting to the ground.

Moments later, Naoh appeared within the beam of light, descending slowly to the ground.

After confirming Naoh's safe landing, the Leviathan retracted the magical beam. Its massive body rose slowly, flapping its wings and gradually leaving the Silver Dragon Palace.

The flapping of its wings caused a strong gust of wind, and once it subsided, Luna eagerly ran toward Naoh.

"Sis!"

The little dragon girl opened her arms and jumped into her sister's embrace, rubbing her cheek against Naoh's face.

Naoh pinched the tuft of hair on her sister's head and asked with a smile, "Missed me?"

"Missed you, missed you! Luna really missed Sis~ Did Sis miss Luna?"

"Of course I did."

"Yay~"

The two little dragon girls walked hand in hand, tails intertwined, toward Leon and Rossweise.

Naoh first slightly nodded to Rossweise, "I'm back, Mom."

"Welcome home, Naoh."

Then she looked at Leon, "I'm back—"

Naoh's mouth formed the beginning of a "B" sound.

But she still hesitated with the following words.

Leon, noticing this, quickly smoothed things over to prevent his eldest daughter from feeling awkward. "It's good you're back, it's good you're back. Go eat quickly; Mom and I prepared a lot of your favorite dishes."

"Okay."

The family of four returned to the house, sitting down to eat together at the same table for the first time in a long while.

Naoh habitually cut steak and picked food for her younger sister, but Luna stopped her by holding her wrist.

Before Naoh could figure out what was going on, Luna clumsily but earnestly started cutting steak for her.

The delicious meat dishes on the table were all pushed toward her.

"Sis, eat more. Dad and Mom said you've been working hard at school, so you need to eat a lot." Luna said.

"Okay, thank you."

Appropriate independence can indeed accelerate growth.

Well, even if the younger sister's growth is temporary, it's still a good step.

The family ate, chatted, and laughed. For a moment, it seemed no one cared whether this warmth was real or pretended.

At this moment, they were a happy and joyful family.

Toward the end of dinner, Naoh pulled out several report cards from her bag and placed them one by one on the table.

"'Basic Alchemical Mechanics,' first place."

"'Magic Theory, Young Dragon Edition,' first place."

"'Dragon History, Junior Dragon Level,' first place."

"Comprehensive Physical Fitness Test, third place."

She pushed the last report card to the center of the table, her little face serious.

"Sorry, Mom, I only got third in the last subject."

Rossweise didn't even look at the report card, responding directly to Naoh, "There's no need to apologize, Naoh. Third place is already excellent."

"That's right, Sis! Mom is correct~ In Luna's eyes, Sis is the best."

However, Naoh's emotions didn't seem to change much despite her mom and sister's comfort and encouragement.

Leon glanced at his eldest daughter, then at Rossweise and Luna.

One wasn't good at expressing emotions, while the other expressed them too richly.

What Naoh truly needed wasn't this.

'Sigh.'

'It's up to the dad.'

Leon grabbed the report card, skimmed it briefly, and said,

"Oh, it's all physical training: running, bench presses, pull-ups..."

Naoh pressed her lips together and softly responded, "Mm."

"You enrolled too early, Naoh. Your classmates are at least four or five-year-old young dragons, taller than you by a head."

Leon seriously analyzed, "But look, you got very high marks in practical combat training. Out of ten opponents, you won nine matches—the highest win rate in the class. What does this mean? It means my eldest daughter may lack the strength of those little brats but is far ahead in strategy and combat skills."

Placing the report card down, Leon added, "So there's no need to dwell on that third place. You've already achieved the best within your ability, and that's more than enough. Many adults can't give their all like you."

After Leon's analysis, Naoh's expression softened slightly.

Awkwardly, she said, "But... but I heard from Mom that when you were in school, you were first in every subject."

Leon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in pride.

It seemed Naoh considered him a role model.

The dad was thrilled.

But now wasn't the time to gloat.

"Actually, when I first started school, I wasn't first in every subject. It was through hard work that I climbed to the top bit by bit. So, Naoh, being behind is only temporary. Don't let minor failures wear down your spirit, okay?"

"Okay, I understand." Naoh replied earnestly.

Leon believed Naoh truly listened—she wasn't the type to lie.

If she said she understood, then she did.

Seeing her sister's improved mood, Luna leaned closer, holding Naoh's wrist and curiously asking, "Sis, what's practical combat training?"

"It's one-on-one fighting, sparring until one side gives up or is pushed out of the arena."

"Oh, I see. Then it's amazing that Sis beat nine people."

Luna's eyes sparkled as she turned to Leon, "Dad, were you also amazing in school?"

The little dragon girl was eager to flatter, and Leon gladly accepted it.

He puffed out his chest, rubbed his nose, and proudly said,

"Of course, Luna. Your dad's practical combat back then was practically an art."

"Hand-to-hand combat, no problem;

Weapon sparring, child's play;

Magic duels, undefeated!"

"I won so many championships I got tired of it."

Luna stared in awe, her eyes full of admiration. "Wow~ Dad, you're amazing. What about Mom?"

Rossweise glanced at Leon, casually saying, "Mom doesn't have as many honors as Dad, but Mom only wins the key matches. Back then, Dad couldn't beat me, so he shamelessly wanted to marry me~"

BANG!

Leon slammed the table. "How can you lie in front of the kids? Clearly, you couldn't beat me; that's why we have these two adorable daughters, Luna and Naoh."

Rossweise squinted her eyes. "What, Leon, two years of marriage, and you still want to spar?"

"I've been wanting to."

The two glared at each other, sparks practically flying.

Luna: 'Are they going to fight? Fight, fight!'

It had been so long since Leon had battled a dragon that he was starting to forget the feeling.

Children needed care, but one couldn't neglect their main profession.

After agreeing with Rossweise, the next day, they arrived at the Silver Dragon Palace's practice field.

The two little ones even came to watch.

"Sis, are you curious too about who's stronger, Dad or Mom?" Luna asked.

"Our teacher said watching skilled fighters spar can help improve our combat techniques."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Luna said as she pulled snacks like jerky and chips from her bag, piling them between herself and Naoh. "Let's eat while we watch."

Naoh smiled helplessly. "You're certainly well-prepared."

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