Chapter 0001-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Out of nowhere, there was a clamor in his ears.

It was a celebration of the dragons.

Leon heard it from the jailer who guarded him.

A week-long celebration held in honor of the defeat of him, the empire’s most powerful dragonslayer, Leon Kasmod.

What an extravagant race, Leon thought to himself.

But he wasn’t in much of a mood or energy to criticize anyone else right now.

Tick-tock-

Drops of water leaked down from within the dungeon, falling drop by drop on the chains.

The monotonous, repetitive sound of dripping water was like a countdown to Leon’s life.

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the dungeon opened.

“Why don’t you guys get out of here, I need to talk to our big hero, the Dragon Slayer, alone.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Squeak–

Cell door closed.

What followed was the sound of high heels tapping softly on the stone floor.

The voice echoed within the large dungeon, coming closer and closer to Leon.

Suddenly, the footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Someone stood in front of his cell door.

Leon strained to look up and was met with a brilliant head of long silver hair that looked like a galaxy hanging upside down in the sky, blindingly bright.

But the tail under the man’s skirt put Leon on alert.

Silver Hair, Dragon’s Tail, Your Majesty ……

Leon realized who the other man was:

Queen of the Silver Dragons, Roseweather.

Losweather opened the cell door and stepped in, standing slowly in front of Leon.

She smelled a bit of alcohol, and her delicate face was a bit flushed, so she must have been too happy at the celebration banquet and accidentally drank too much.

They came close together.

It was a pity that one was in a sorry state, in rags, and even his armor, which had been so formidable in the past, was now shining with a disheveled and dull light;

The other one was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an exquisite long skirt, long silver hair that was spotless, and inverted pupils that were filled with contempt and playfulness.

Backlight poured in through the only window in the dungeon, hitting Leon’s back and the Queen’s face.

This scene was not like a defeated dragon slayer and a haughty dragon queen, but more like a fallen believer praying for forgiveness from the Holy Maiden.

Sasha–

The silver dragon’s tail slowly wriggled under her skirt, and Losvesser gently picked Leon’s chin with the tip of her tail.

“Rather a stalwart and handsome man, the scars are simply the perfect configuration for this face.”

The Queen rarely compliments people.

Unless the guy is really good looking.

But Leon didn’t give a damn, shrugging off the tip of Loseweather’s tail.

Loseweather frowned, and her tail immediately reached up and wrapped itself around Leon’s neck in a death grip.