Shut Up, Evil Dragon! I don't want to take a baby with you anymore - 3

Leon didn’t know what expression to wear as he faced the little girl hugging his thigh and calling him “Daddy.”

He really wanted to say, “Honey, you can’t just claim random people as your dad, you know? Are you sure you haven’t made a mistake?”

After calming himself slightly, Leon crouched down again, held Mu En’s thin arms, and asked, “Little one, I just woke up and don’t know anything. Is it possible you’ve mistaken me for someone else?”

Mu En shook her little head, her cowlick swaying along. “No way! Mommy comes here every day to see if you’ve woken up.”

Before Leon could ask anything else, Mu En grabbed his hand and tugged him towards the door.

“Let’s go find Mommy! She’ll be so happy to see you awake!”

Really, sweetie?

Are you sure your mom will be happy to see me?

It would be a miracle if she doesn’t crack my skull open, let alone be happy.

While complaining inwardly, Leon took advantage of Mu En turning around to glance at the dragon tail behind her.

Although not as thick and long as Losvicer’s, it was small and cute, making one want to reach out and touch it.

“Hey, wait, wait, Mu En.” Leon snapped back to reality and quickly stopped the little girl.

He could clearly feel that this seemingly three-or-four-year-old human child possessed surprising strength.

Even though Leon had just woken up from a coma and was weak, he shouldn’t have almost failed to hold back such a small child.

It seemed the dragon bloodline was indeed strong, even an accidental pregnancy could dominate the genes.

And the thought of his daughter being a little dragon person with superhuman strength… filled Leon with a strange sense of sorrow.

The dragon-slaying youth had become the father of a dragon.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?”

Mu En kept calling him “Daddy,” making Leon feel a little embarrassed.

“Um… I want to know, how long have I been unconscious?”

Mu En blinked her beautiful eyes, her gentle pupils filled with confusion about math and calendars.

“I… I don’t know… but I come to see you with Mommy every day.”

Mu En pointed to the clock on the wall. “Ten o’clock in the morning. Mommy comes to see you at ten o’clock every morning, every day.”

Leon turned to look.

It was already 9:50.

“Daddy, Daddy, Mommy comes to see you every day, why aren’t you smiling?” Seeing Leon’s silence, Mu En asked again.

Leon forced a smile.

Guess why I’m not smiling?

In ten minutes, his nemesis, with whom he had no emotional connection but shared a child, was coming to visit him.

How could he possibly smile?

Leon quickly looked around the room, searching for a crack to crawl into.

But where would he, a strapping twenty-year-old, find a crack big enough in this small nursery?

He looked at the large bed in the room, thought for a moment, and wondered if he should continue playing dead.

Leon acted immediately, flopping back onto the bed like a fish out of water.

Mu En, not understanding why her newly awakened dad was lying down again, ran barefoot to the bedside and asked curiously,

“Daddy, aren’t you coming to see Mommy?”

“Shh, when your mommy comes, tell her I’m still asleep.”

Mu En scratched her head. “Why? Mommy really wants you to wake up!”

“Emm, because… because Daddy wants to surprise Mommy, you understand?”

“Surprise!”

Little Mu En’s eyes lit up, her white cowlick and little tail swaying.

“Yes, a surprise. Mu En, you want Mommy to happily receive a surprise, right?”

“Yes~”

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

“Okay! Mu En will listen to Daddy~”

It had to be said, Leon was quite talented at fooling children.

After settling Mu En down, Leon closed his eyes and resumed his corpse-like posture.

About ten minutes later, the door opened, and the sound of high heels clicking lightly against the floor grew closer.

Losvicer was indeed the Queen of the Silver Dragons. Even with his eyes closed, Leon could sense her regal aura.

“Mu En.”

“Here, Mother!”

A cheerful tone.

Losvicer raised an eyebrow. “Why are you so happy?”

After a half-second hesitation, Mu En shook her head. “No, Mu En isn’t happy.”

Losvicer’s dragon pupils flickered, carefully studying her daughter’s cute but clearly troubled face.

The little girl was seriously answering Losvicer’s question.

That was fine.

But it was a little too… serious.

And Mu En’s tail was swaying behind her.

Dragons only unconsciously wagged their tails when they were excited.

Normally, they would let their tails hang naturally on the ground, like Losvicer.

Losvicer didn’t press her daughter further, but slowly shifted her gaze to the “unconscious” Leon on the bed.

Calculating the days, he should have been in a coma for two years.

It was about time he woke up.

Losvicer’s tone remained calm. “Mm, I understand. You can go play now.”

“Mother…”

“Is there something else?”

“No… nothing. Mu En is going to play.”

“Good. Be careful.”

Mu En gave her pretending-to-be-asleep dad one last look, then trotted out of the room.

Losvicer walked slowly to the bedside and sat down gracefully.

She casually placed her silver tail on the bed and looked at the “unconscious” Leon.

She said nothing, did nothing.

After a long while, the Queen chuckled.

Leon heard that chuckle clearly.

He didn’t know what it meant.

Had his act been exposed?

There was no reason for it. His disguise was flawless, wasn’t it?

The fingers of Leon’s other hand unconsciously curled into a fist.

He knew that after what he had done to Losvicer, the dragoness must hate him to the core.

The reason she hadn’t killed him while he was unconscious was that she was waiting for him to wake up, so she could torture him slowly.

Leon wouldn’t let her have her way.

If his act was exposed, he would fight Losvicer to the death.

Losvicer took off her high heels.

Clink—

The heels landed on the floor with a crisp sound.

Then came the rustling of fabric against the sheets.

It was a tantalizing sound.

The next moment, a faint fragrance drifted from beside him, gently brushing against Leon’s face.

Leon was very familiar with this scent.

It was the last scent he had smelled before losing consciousness in the dungeon.

Although Losvicer’s natural scent had been masked by the smell of alcohol at the time, Leon could still vaguely detect it.

What was this dragoness doing so close?

A silent assassination?

Heh, clever little dragon, trying to be considerate. If there was too much noise, Mu En might hear.

It would traumatize a child to witness such a bloody scene.

Leon didn’t act rashly, waiting to see what the dragoness was planning.

Losvicer slowly extended her index finger and thumb, reaching towards Leon’s nose and mouth.

Then—

She gently pinched his nose.

“Oh, I forgot the mouth.”

Saying that, the Queen reached out her other hand and covered Leon’s mouth.

However, this wasn’t an attempt to suffocate him. He could clearly feel that Losvicer was deliberately controlling her strength.

She simply wanted to make him feel breathless.

If she really wanted to suffocate him, she would have just gone for his throat.

It seemed Losvicer was testing whether he was awake.

Leon held his breath with all his might.

As long as he got through this, he would find a way to escape after Losvicer left.

Time passed slowly.

Losvicer was patient, kneeling beside Leon, covering his nose and mouth.

Leon was also capable of holding his breath, his face remaining calm and his heart steady.

As if! He was the strongest dragon slayer; holding his breath underwater for twenty minutes was no problem.

“Hmm~ You can hold your breath for quite a while.”

Losvicer said playfully.

Leon secretly felt smug. But the next second, he felt a warm sensation against his ear.

Losvicer leaned forward, resting her head against his ear, and gently blew warm air into it.

The warm air entered Leon’s ear and traveled down his skin, under his collar.

It tickled, making him restless.

At the same time, the warm air carried the faint, sweet scent from Losvicer’s mouth.

This… this is how you test your cadres?

Which cadre could withstand such a test?

Heh.

Childish dragoness!

However, this wasn’t Losvicer’s only tactic.

Seeing that blowing air had no effect, she slightly opened her mouth and gently bit Leon’s earlobe.

There was a slight pain, but it was overwhelmed by the physical stimulation.

Leon clenched his other fist.

But now, it wasn’t in preparation to attack;

It was to suppress his primal urges.

Little dragon, you think these little tricks can seduce the Empire’s top dragon slayer?

Heh.

Childish x2!

“Hey, stop pretending. It’s standing up.”

“Nonsense! What’s standing up? I don’t know what you’re—”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Losvicer knelt beside him, squinting and smiling at Leon. “See, isn’t this standing up?”

A deathly silence lasted for two seconds. Then, Leon sprang up from the bed with a somersault, raising his fists.

“Since you’ve discovered me, I have nothing more to say. Come on, kill or torture me as you please, but I will fight back.”

Losvicer smoothed her hair, completely ignoring Leon’s threat. “Don’t you want to say something else, like apologize for violating me two years ago?”

“…D-Do you think I wanted to do that? Humans and dragons are different, sworn enemies. Normally, I wouldn’t touch you even if I were dying.”

Losvicer raised an eyebrow. “So, touching me was also a form of torture for you?”

“Of course.”

“Heh, Leon Casmod.”

Losvicer’s dragon pupils suddenly turned cold and fierce, a clear sign of aggression in dragons.

Although still weak, Leon would resist to the very end.

Just as Leon was preparing to counterattack, Losvicer’s tail suddenly wrapped around his ankle, pulling him off balance and onto the bed.

Leon tried to get up again, but Losvicer stood, her long, beautiful legs taking a step forward, one delicate foot landing squarely on his chest.

“W-What are you doing…?”

“Taking my revenge, Leon Casmod. What you did to me two years ago, I’m going to return it to you now!”