Vol. 1 Ch. 3

Leon was unsure what expression to use when facing this little girl clinging to his thigh and calling him “Daddy.”

He really wanted to say, “Sweetheart, how can you casually call someone ‘Daddy’ anywhere?”

Could it be that she had got the wrong person?

After Leon slightly calmed his emotions, he squatted down again, holding onto Muen’s slender little arm, and asked,

“Little one, I just woke up and knew nothing. Is it possible that you’ve mistaken me for someone else?”

Muen shook her little head, and the tuft of hair swayed along, “No, Mom comes here every day to see if Daddy has woken up.”

Without waiting for Leon to ask anything further, Muen took Leon’s hand and pulled him towards the door.

“Let’s go find Mom quickly! She’ll be so happy when she sees you awake!” Muen said.

Leon grinned and was shocked. Ten minutes left, and his nemesis, who hadn’t developed feelings but had already cultivated a child, was about to visit him. He looked at the big bed in the room and pondered for a moment, thinking, should he continue playing dead?

Leon decided to go for it and, in one swift move, flopped onto the bed like a carp diving into the water.

Muen, not understanding why her just-awoken dad was lying back down, ran to the edge of the bed, barefoot, and asked with curiosity,

“Daddy, aren’t you coming with me to see Mom?”

“Shh, when your mom comes later, say I’m still asleep.”

Muen scratched her little head, “Why? Mom really hopes you wake up!”

“Um, because Daddy wants to surprise Mommy, you understand, right?”

“Surprise!”

Little Muen’s eyes lit up, and the tuft of white hair on her head and the small tail behind her swayed along.

“Yes, yes, a surprise. Muen, do you also want Mommy to receive a surprise happily?”

“Yes!”

“So, when Mommy comes in later, pretend you don’t know anything, okay?”

“Okay! Muen will listen to Daddy~”

It must be said that Leon had quite a talent for fooling around with children.

After settling Muen, Leon closed his eyes and resumed the plank-like position from earlier.

About ten minutes later, the door opened, high heels lightly tapping on the floor, the sound getting closer.

Rosvitha was truly worthy of being the queen of the Silver Dragon clan. Even though Leon had his eyes closed at the moment, he could still sense the dignity emanating from her.

“Muen.”

“Here! Mother.”

A very cheerful tone.

Rosvitha raised an eyebrow, “Why are you so happy?”

Hesitating for half a second, Muen shook her head, “No, Muen is not happy.”

Rosvitha’s dragon pupils twitched slightly as she carefully observed her daughter’s face, which was innocent and cute but couldn’t hide the concerns.

The little girl was answering Rosvitha’s question very seriously.

This was understandable. But a bit too… serious.

Dragons only unconsciously wag their tails when they are very excited. Usually, like Rosvitha, they would naturally let their tails hang on the ground.

Rosvitha didn’t press her daughter further and instead slowly shifted her gaze to the unconscious Leon on the bed. Calculating the days, this guy should have been unconscious for two years. It was about time for him to wake up.

Rosvitha’s tone remained as calm as ever, “Hmm, I understand. You go play first.”

Muen glanced at her pretending-to-be-asleep dad one last time before skipping out of the room.

Rosvitha then walked leisurely to the bedside, elegantly sitting down. She casually placed her silver tail on the bed and looked at the “unconscious” Leon. Leon heard this chuckle quite clearly. He didn’t know what it meant.

Did he expose himself by playing dead?

There was no reason. His disguise was seamless, right?

Leon’s other hand, on the side, involuntarily curled into a fist.

He was well aware of what he had done to Rosvitha in the past. This dragoness should harbour a deep hatred for him. The reason she didn’t kill him when he was unconscious must be that she was waiting for him to wake up, planning to torture him slowly.

Leon wouldn’t let her have her way. If playing dead revealed his intentions, he would directly confront Rosvitha.

Rosvitha was seen taking off her high heels. The high heels landed on the floor, making a crisp sound. Next came the rustling sound of fabric against the bedsheet. It made the listener’s heart itch.

A subtle fragrance wafted from beside him the next second, gently brushing against Leon’s face. This fragrance was familiar to Leon. It was the last scent he had smelled before losing consciousness in the prison cell. Although the smell of alcohol masked Rosvitha’s natural scent at that time, Leon could still faintly perceive it.

Why was this dragoness getting so close?

To kill in silence?

Heh, little wicked dragon, quite considerate. If there was too much noise, it was easy for Muen to hear. If a child saw such a bloody scene, it would cause significant psychological trauma.

Leon didn’t make rash moves. He waited to see what the dragoness intended to do. Rosvitha slowly extended her index finger and thumb, reaching towards Leon’s mouth and nose.

Then—

She gently pinched his nose.

“Oh, forgot about the mouth.”

Saying that the queen extended her other hand, covering Leon’s mouth. However, this was not an attempt to suffocate Leon to death. He could clearly feel that Rosvitha was deliberately controlling the pressure. She simply wanted to hinder his breathing.

If she wanted him to suffocate, she would have just strangled him.

It seemed that Rosvitha was testing whether he had awakened. Leon struggled to hold his breath. As long as he endured this, he planned to find a way to escape once Rosvitha left.

Seconds turned into minutes. Rosvitha was patient, kneeling beside Leon, covering his mouth and nose.

Leon, determined, managed to hold his breath without showing any signs of distress.

“Roar~ You can hold your breath so well.”

Rosvitha said with a playful tone.

Leon secretly felt proud, but to his surprise, the next second brought a warm sensation to his ears.

Rosvitha leaned forward, resting by Leon’s ear, gently blowing warm air onto it. The warm air gently entered Leon’s ear, then slipped under his collar along his skin. Tingling and tickling made him feel a bit restless.

At the same time, the warm air carried a faint fragrance from Rosvitha’s mouth.

Leon thought,

You… you’re using this as a test, officer?

Which officer can’t withstand such a test?

Hahaha

Childish dragoness!

However, this was not the extent of Rosvitha’s tactics. Seeing that blowing air had no effect, she opened her mouth slightly, carefully biting Leon’s earlobe.

There was some mild pain, but more than that, it was the physical stimulation from a woman. Leon tightly clenched his fist on the other side.

But now, the clenched fist wasn’t prepared for an imminent counterattack. It was suppressing his primal instincts.

Leon thought, little wicked dragon, do you think these tricks can confuse the top dragon slayer of my empire?

Hahaha

Double Childish!

“Hey, don’t pretend. It’s already standing.”

“You’re talking nonsense! Where is it standing? I don’t feel—”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Rosvitha knelt to the side, squinting and smiling at Leon, “See, it is standing.”

A deathly silence lingered for two seconds. Leon, like a fish leaping out of the water, sprung up from the bed, fists raised, and spoke,

“Since you’ve found out, I have nothing to say. Come on, if you want to kill or mutilate me, it’s up to you, but I’ll resist.”

Rosvitha adjusted her hair, ignoring Leon’s threat, “Don’t you want to say something else, like apologising for the invasion two years ago?”

“…Do you think I want to do that? Humans and dragons have different paths, irreconcilable. I wouldn’t even touch you if it were a normal situation.”@@novelbin@@

Hearing this, Rosvitha raised an eyebrow, “So you mean touching me is a kind of torment for you?”

“Of course.”

“Heh, Leon Casmode.”

Rosvitha’s dragon pupils suddenly became cold and fierce, an obvious sign of a dragon’s impending attack.

Leon, despite being physically weak, would resist until the last moment. But just as Leon prepared to counterattack, Rosvitha’s tail suddenly wrapped around his ankle, tugging at it and causing him to stumble onto the bed.

Leon was about to get up again, but Rosvitha suddenly stood up, striding with her elegant legs, and one jade foot landed accurately on his chest.

“I’m seeking revenge, Leon Casmode. For what you did to me two years ago, I will repay it now!”