Chapter 34: Felt Great

Rossweise began cooperating with him, "Anyway, we dragons don't have family planning."

"Great! Wife, you're amazing! Muuuuu~~~"

Leon pouted his lips, leaning in to kiss her.

Rossweise quickly raised her hand, covering his face. "Stop taking advantage, idiot."

However, this "mu," Leon was determined to complete today.

"Muuua!"

Finally, he kissed Rossweise's tail.

This was the most speechless night Rossweise had experienced in two hundred years.

The worst part was, this might just be the beginning of the night.

"Wife." His tone suddenly lowered, becoming somber.

"What now?"

THUD—

Leon leaned sideways, resting against Rossweise's shoulder.

Rossweise's body trembled slightly but didn't push him away, letting him lean against her.

"Dad and Mom miss you too."

Leon lowered his head, staring at the floor, his voice tinged with an indescribable loneliness and solitude. "It seems like we haven't gone home in two years. When will you come back with me to visit them?"

'Dad and Mom...'

'Ah!'

'He must be referring to his master and mistress.'

Rossweise turned her head slightly, her chin brushing against his hair. She raised her hand, gently patting his cheek, speaking softly.

"Once we're settled, we'll go back."

"Really, wife?"

Rossweise hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, really."

"Wife you're the best."

SMACK!

He kissed Rossweise's tail again.

But this time, the queen neither disliked it nor refused.

She just stared blankly at this man's profile.

'No.'

'Perhaps, at this moment, he is no longer the valiant dragon slayer of the empire.'

'He is just a... homesick boy.'

'However, bound by fate, wanting to return isn't an option anymore.'

'Let him indulge a little while his mind is muddled.'

"Wife."

Leon's voice interrupted Rossweise's thoughts. She subconsciously replied.

"Hm?"

Just as she responded, Rossweise froze.

'Why did I respond so naturally?'

'It was as if... I really am his wife.'

Rossweise shook her head, telling herself internally that it was merely cooperating with a delusional fool's act.

"I... I feel uncomfortable."

Rossweise turned to look at him. "Where does it hurt?"

"I don't know..."

Leon raised a hand, scratching his chest. "It's just that my whole body feels hot, and my chest feels itchy..."

Rossweise's eyes flickered. In the next moment, she seemed to realize something.

She pulled open Leon's collar, looking at the dragon crest on his chest.

"Not good."

The dragon crest shimmered faintly, its light growing stronger.

The discomfort Leon described began manifesting in Rossweise's body too.

"Help me... wife, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Saying this, Leon leaned closer, his entire body pressing against Rossweise's.

He tried to pinch her chin, attempting to kiss her.

But Rossweise, still retaining some semblance of rationality, turned her head away, pushing Leon's hand aside. "Don't do this, Leon..."

"But I really feel uncomfortable, wife... you can help me, right?"

"I, I... No—Ah!"

Without warning, Leon pressed Rossweise's shoulders, pushing her down onto the bed.

"Leon, you bastard... what are you trying to do?"

Rossweise tried to break free, but at this point, Leon was no longer in his previous state.

His whole body was brimming with strength.

Leon bit down on the tip of Rossweise's tail, freeing both hands for more "meaningful" tasks.

He tore open the front of his shirt, exposing the restless dragon crest on his chest.

This time, the dragon crest had changed slightly.

In addition to the faint light, there were traces of lightning.

"That is... lightning element?"

Rossweise's eyes widened slightly before noticing something else.

She looked at the tail tip in Leon's mouth, speaking helplessly.

"My tail drags on the ground all day. Doesn't it feel dirty to you?"

With the tail in his mouth, Leon mumbled indistinctly, "Wife's tail smells so nice, it's perfectly clean."

"That doesn't matter! Let go!"

Rossweise yanked her tail back from Leon's mouth.

Meanwhile, the reaction from his dragon crest intensified.

She didn't know what specific effects the lightning element in the dragon crest might have.

But the direct sensation on her body was... an even stronger desire for "reproduction" than any previous time.

Gripping the bed sheets beneath her tightly, biting her lower lip, Rossweise attempted one last resistance before both their rationalities were extinguished.

"No, Leon... don't do this."

Leon simply raised his finger, placing it against Rossweise's lips to silence her.

This single silencing gesture revealed a state entirely different from earlier.

That playful, careless demeanor now carried an overwhelming madness and ferocity that left no room for refusal.

"Le-Leon..."

She wanted to say something but found that no words came out.

Being treated in the most disrespectful and offensive way by this man, Rossweise surprisingly felt not a trace of anger.

In fact, quite the opposite.

There was a slight... anticipation.

"Melkvei, you're so beautiful tonight," the man said in a husky voice, his gaze deep.

The silver-haired beauty's pupils trembled, ripples of dazed emotions swirling in her eyes, along with hints of surprise and astonishment.

"All right, then... just for tonight."

The queen relaxed her tense body slightly.

A blush crept across her delicate face as her consciousness actively yielded to the wonderful sensations brought by the dragon crest.

BOOM!

A clap of thunder roared outside as if signaling the start of battle.

Inside the room: enticing whispers and indulgent ecstasy.

Outside: howling winds and torrential rain, thunder rumbling.

Raindrops fiercely lashed against the glass, producing crisp sounds.

The storm and lightning intertwined; each clap of thunder intensified the rain.

This was a rainstorm that seemed endless.

By the looks of it, it wouldn't stop until the next morning.

———

Leon woke up from extreme exhaustion.

The warm sunlight poured in through the window, with no trace of last night's storm.

Beneath him was a soft yet messy big bed.

No.

"Messy" was no longer sufficient to describe this bed.

It should be described as "a wreck."

He raised his hand to rub his aching temples, but even this simple motion caused his arm joints to crackle.

Followed by a burst of explosive pain.

"Hiss—"

Leon groaned in pain, then tried to recall what had happened last night.

He remembered that before losing consciousness, Rossweise came to ask him about the Dragon Power matter.

Then that female dragon said that his human body couldn't handle the dragons' medicine.

Leon impulsively took the medicine.

And then...

There was no "and then."

His memory had... blanked out.

RUSTLE—

The sound of fabric rubbing against skin reached his ears, and Leon turned toward the sound.

He saw a graceful and dignified figure facing away from him at the table.

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