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    The faint scent of Thur’s mouth.

    You’re testing the cadre with this?

    Which cadre cannot withstand such a test?

    Heh.

    Childish she-dragon!

    However, that wasn’t all that Roseweather had up her sleeve.

    Seeing that blowing wasn’t helping, she simply opened her mouth slightly and carefully nipped at Leon’s ear.

    There was some slight pain, but more, still, from the female’s physical stimulation.

    Leon clenched his other fist.

    However the clenched fist was now no longer in preparation for a ready counterattack;

    Instead, he forced himself to suppress his primal urges.

    Little dragon, you think you can confuse the top dragon slayer of the empire with this trick?

    Heh.

    Childish x2!

    “Hey, stop pretending, it’s all up.”

    “You’re talking nonsense! Where is it erected I don’t know how–“

    The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

    Loseweather sat on her knees and narrowed her eyes at Leon with a smile, “Here, it’s not up.”

    The dead silence lasted two seconds before Leon crumbled out of bed with a carp and raised his fists, saying.

    “Now that you’ve found out, there’s nothing I can say. Come on, kill or die as you wish, but I will resist.”

    Loseweather smoothed out her hair, oblivious to Leon’s threat, “Don’t you want to say something else, like apologize for violating me two years ago or something?”

    “…… You, do you think I want to do that? People and dragons are on different paths, there is no two sides, if it was a normal day, I wouldn’t touch you even if I were dead.”

    At that, Loseweather raised an eyebrow, “Which means that touching me is a form of torture for you as well?”

    “That’s for sure.”

    “Heh, Leon Casmode.”

    Lossweather’s dragon pupils suddenly became cold and ferocious, and that was clearly a sign that the dragons were going to attack.

    Leon will fight back until the end, even though his body is still in a weakened state.

    Just as Leon was readying himself for a counterattack, however, Losweather’s tail suddenly wrapped around his ankles, and with a direct tug, tripped him onto the bed.

    Leon was just about to get back up, but Loseweather suddenly got up, stepped away from her slender legs, and one jade foot stepped on his chest with precision.

    “What are you, what are you doing ……”

    “Revenge on you, Leon Casmode, what you did to me two years ago, I’m going to pay you back now!”

    4 Carve my mark on you.

    The idea of “revenge” for dragons has always been a problem for human dragonologists.

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