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

Leon's master was probably the same as Rossweise, deliberately withholding this piece of information from him to make him do more farm work.

So Rossweise couldn't tell him either. If she did, Leon would definitely try everything to overcome this bizarre weakness.

[A/N: Who would ever dislike having an extra trump card in their hand for a comeback, right? Even if temporarily in a disadvantaged position, the Silver Dragon Queen remained cautious and methodical.]

"Those places we passed by earlier, you should be pretty familiar with them, right?"

As Leon spoke, he leaned in closer.

Rossweise had no way to escape. Her head was already pressed against the tree trunk, and her delicate figure tightly pressed against it. Leon stood right before her, so close that she could even feel the warmth of his breath.

Being studied with those dark eyes full of amusement made Rossweise both ashamed and angry.

It turned out that the reason he had taken her to revisit those places was not a whim, but a deliberate attempt to stir up her memories.

Thinking of this, Rossweise turned her head away, but Leon reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Tell me, Miss Melkvei, which part of today's outdoor class did you like best?" Leon asked with a smile. "Was it the cherry blossom grove, the riverside, or… this poplar grove?"

Since her plans had been completely seen through, Rossweise didn't bother pretending to be a weak damsel. "I don't like any of them, especially not here!"

"Hmm, very well. Then let's have tonight's final lesson right here."

"You..."

Killing a dragon wasn't enough—he had to break her spirit too.

'You're too cruel, Casmodeous!'

Before Rossweise could say anything more, that broad, cool hand landed on her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

What followed was the searing, soft sensation of his lips.

At first, Rossweise struggled, hitting Leon's shoulders, but this only made his kiss deepen and his hold tighten.

In the end, she surrendered.

Since she couldn't resist, she might as well enjoy this kiss before the storm.

After all, ever since Leon had unlocked the kissing "skill," he'd always been gentle with her—none of that cheesy, crude behavior typical of so-called "tyrannical dragon kings."

As the kiss deepened, dragon markings began to shimmer.

WHOOSH—

Rossweise's delicate figure fell onto the leaves, scattering golden fragments everywhere. Her silver hair swayed among the leaves, like a shimmering fringe in the dusk.

Her fingertips unknowingly caught a leaf, and she brought it to her lips, biting it softly.

CRUNCH—

The leaf broke under her teeth, as if signaling the start of a brand-new game.

———

At night, the silver-haired beauty sat at her desk in a sheer slip nightgown, her long legs elegantly crossed. Dragon-wing slippers dangled precariously from her delicate feet. Her swan-like neck and faintly visible curves still bore faint red kiss marks.

Rossweise opened a locked drawer and took out a dark brown leather journal.

Since then, half a month had passed, and she had been writing in her journal much more frequently than before.

She had struggled and tried, but nothing had changed.

Feeling suppressed and humiliated with no outlet, she could only find some relief through journaling.

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[Rossweise's Diary]

"October 3rd: Leon took out the bunny girl photos he secretly snapped of me before and used them to blackmail me into wearing the bunny outfit again… and submitting to him."

"October 4th: I tried to find those photos and their backups but was caught by Leon. I was forced to submit again."

"October 5th: At around 2:30 in the morning, I thought I had successfully completed a daring move. But when he brought me to that poplar grove, I suddenly realized it was all a trap he had set to make me submit again. Damn prisoner!"

"October 6th: Submission."

"October 7th: Submission."

"… "

"October 11th: Submission."

"October 12th: Rossweise, oh Rossweise, you can't keep letting this prisoner bully you like this! Fight back! Strike back!"

"October 13th: Submission."

"October 14th: I got angry at him—really angry. The kind of anger that boils over. But surprisingly, he didn't provoke me further or taunt me. Instead, he waited for me to calm down and spoke to me gently, saying he understood me, knew me, and other sweet words. I know this kind of behavior is called 'soothing' in human society and is common between couples or spouses. Although I don't quite understand it, after he finished soothing me, I did feel a bit better. Sometimes, this dog of a man has a surprisingly sweet tongue. And then… submission. Ha! Better to believe in ghosts than that man's sweet words!"

"October 15th: At night, he made me call him 'husband.' I refused, so he tormented me from dinner until midnight. I don't understand. How could the strongest dragon slayer make such a childish and immature request? He wanted me to call him that? Not a chance. Even if it lasted until morning, I wouldn't give in!"

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At this point, Rossweise slammed the diary shut and closed her eyes. Yet the memories of that unbearable night still flooded back.

That night, Leon had simply wanted to try something new. As long as Rossweise obediently called him "husband," he was prepared to let her go.

But to his surprise, this dragoness's mouth was as stubborn as steel.

When threats didn't work, Leon resorted to new tricks: blindfolded kisses and playful games. Yet nothing cracked her resolve.

Only on October 16th, at 3 a.m., did she finally break.

"Seven times."

Unfortunately, the next page of the diary reads:

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"October 16th, 3 a.m., I called out."

"Note: Called out seven times."

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Snap—

Rossweise closed the diary once again.

Sure enough, it was still too shameful to look at.

She thought, judging from the contents of this diary, it might no longer qualify as a "diary." Perhaps The Queen's Suffering Chronicle or The Little Book of Grudges would be more appropriate.

Rossweise had not originally intended to write down these humiliations and black marks in her history. But in order to spur herself on to carry out a more ruthless and inhumane revenge on Leon in the future, she had no choice but to document the trials and torments she had endured through words.

It was both pressure and motivation.

The queen's silver eyes lingered on the cover of the diary as her thoughts stirred.

She had to do something.

Really, she had to do something.

If this continued, the pressure would explode, her body would collapse, and her family status would plummet to rock bottom, leaving her with no chance of turning things around.

With that thought, Rossweise's peripheral vision caught sight of an envelope in the drawer.

She put down the diary, took out the envelope from the drawer, and examined it.

There was no recipient or sender information on it. Inside was a thin piece of letter paper, entirely lacking the thickness one would expect from a letter meant to reassure someone after two years of silence.

It was the letter that Tiger had left for Leon when she met him back then.

Her master had said that as long as Leon saw the contents of the letter, he would know that they were alive and safe.

So now, Rossweise planned to use her master's message as leverage to trade for the backup copies of those photos Leon held.

It had been almost a month since her return, and Rossweise had initially intended to save this letter as a trump card for holding leverage over Leon in the future. But given the current situation, she could only play this move in advance.

In any case, regaining control of the situation was more important than anything else.

As for holding leverage over Leon, she still had other methods. This wasn't her only card.

Rossweise pursed her lips, returned the letter to the drawer, and locked it.

Then, she stood up, left the study, and returned to the bedroom.

The bed was slightly disheveled, showing traces of their recent battle.

Rossweise was about to tidy it up but reconsidered and simply changed the bedsheets entirely.

After finishing, she exhaled softly.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

The clock behind her ticked steadily. Rossweise turned her head and saw that it was already midnight.

Sleepiness washed over her. Since it was rare to be able to sleep early tonight, she decided to seize the chance.

She kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and slipped under the covers.

Leaning against the headboard, Rossweise casually glanced at the oversized stuffed bear beside her.

The queen's eyes gleamed, and she grabbed the bear, punching its soft, squishy face a few times.

As she thumped the bear's face, she muttered under her breath,"Stupid man, stupid man, stupid man, drop dead!"

After venting her frustration, Rossweise tossed the stuffed bear aside and fell into a deep sleep.

———

The next evening, after dinner, the couple stood side by side in the kitchen, washing dishes.

Leon was in charge of removing stains, while Rossweise rinsed and dried.

Their cooperation was seamless, requiring little verbal communication.

As they were finishing up, Rossweise asked, "Tonight… are you staying over?"

Leon's dishwashing paused slightly, and he smiled, replying, "If you don't want me to stay, you could beg me. I might consider giving you a day off."

Rossweise didn't say anything further and placed the last plate on the rack.

After dinner, the couple went out to play with Moon for a while.

Leon mentioned that Luna was currently in the magical awakening phase, showing signs of developing magical talents, and needed to be closely monitored.

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