Chapter 0002-Shut up Dragon I don’t want to have children with you anymore.

Loseweather raised a nice eyebrow, “Why, is it hard to believe that you do?”

“Not before, but …… will have it soon!”

“What, what do you mean-“

Before the words left his mouth, Leon snapped his head up to meet Losweather’s eyes.

In that instant, Lossweather felt her body go limp and her consciousness faded.

Some sort of ripples seemed to be swirling in this dragonslayer’s eyes, manipulating her mental will.

She began to walk uncontrollably toward Leon, then raised her arms and hugged him tightly.

But that’s just the appetizer.

She lifted Leon’s face and kissed him directly.

Although Leon loathed the dragons to the core, he endured it in order to get revenge on this silver dragon queen before he died.

The kiss lasted for dozens of seconds, and the Queen’s already slightly inebriated face turned even redder and her breath caught.

Leon knew that the time had come.

……

An hour later, Loseweather slowly opened her eyes.

Consciousness returned, and Den felt exhausted.

Looking down again, her clothes were untidy, her breasts were half . Exposed, on the snow white and tender skin, there were still spots of blood.

“You’re awake, Your Majesty, oh no, now it should be called Queen Mother.” Not far away Leon chuckled.

Lossweather looked for the sound and saw that the enchanted chains on Leon’s hands and feet had been undone, but he had not fled.

Probably knowing that his dying body would be of little use even if he escaped, he simply waited here for Loseweather to wake up.

Biting her bottom lip darkly, Loseweather hurriedly got up, straightened her clothes, walked over to him and yanked him by the collar, asking angrily, “You tried to impregnate me, and what tactics did you use?!”

“Your Majesty, since just now, you have made a total of two mistakes.”

Instead of answering Los Vespers positively, Leon spoke nonchalantly, and

“First, you, as a dragon, should not be alone at all with one of the most highly trained and powerful dragon slayers;”

“Secondly, I don’t understand your sexual . . fetishes, nor am I interested in knowing, but you should never, ever, ever, taste that mouthful of my blood.”

Losweather’s eyes were alarmed, and a rare bit of overwhelm appeared in her inverted dragon pupils.

What had this fucking human bastard done to her just now when she was blurred in consciousness!

“A charm magic that can only be used once in a lifetime, Blood Confusion, I wonder if Her Majesty has heard of it.”

“The principle of use is simple, as long as you let the other party drink a mouthful of your own blood, you can dismantle the other party’s will through magical ripples, allowing them to actively have a relationship with you.”

“In fact, I originally disdained using such underhanded hands