Chapter 0008-Shut up Dragon I don’t want to have children with you anymore.

She lets out a slightly sickly laugh, “Behold, great dragonslayer, you are being milked by one of your most hated dragons, feel the humiliation? Feel that powerlessness? Oh…hahahahahaha-“

Leon had just woken up from a two-year coma and was already very weak.

Now with all this tossing and turning, he only felt that this body was on the verge of collapsing.

The back of Leon’s head was cold, his eyes were black, and when he closed his eyes the sky was spinning.

He’d given up on the idea of having a good conversation with Loseweather, and snarled.

“Kill me! Roseweather, now that you’ve gotten your revenge, you can kill me, right? Hurry up and do it!”

Two years ago, he felt that he had no chance of surviving, and that’s why he thought of humiliating Loseweather at the end of his life.

But he was revived by Loseweather and turned back to her for a wild f**k.

It was worse than death for a high-minded human brave.

Loseweather also removed her disguise of gentleness, “Kill you? Hmph, the damage you’ve done to me can’t be repaired with a single warmth.”

“What more are you going to do Roseweather ……”

“I want you to live, Leon, I want you to live well.”

The Queen slowly leaned down and came close to Leon’s face, her hair slowly falling down and lightly tickling Leon’s ear.

“You can only continue to be humiliated by me if you live.”

“I want you to live with this shame for the rest of your life, great dragonslayer, understand, for the rest of your life, to be, ruthlessly, humiliated by me!”

“You’re probably thinking of just killing yourself while I’m not looking.”

“But I’m sorry to tell you that even if you cut your own head off, I will use all my resources to save your life.”

“I’m going to keep you alive, keep you under my feet, keep suffering my humiliation and revenge.”

“Leon Casmode, no one can kill you, including yourself, until I am satisfied.”

“Heh…heh heh heh–“

The silver-colored dragon pupils had long since lost the warmth and fascination they had just shown.

In its place was the Silver Dragon Queen’s almost morbid smugness and bravado after her victory.

“And!”

Her laughter came to a screeching halt, and her eyes widened slightly, and she looked like a deranged lunatic, the

“I’m going to carve my mark on you, on you.”

“This is the supreme honor for the dragon race, and countless powerful male dragon kings have wanted to obtain my mark.”

“But only you, Leon, only you can get it.”

“Because it has absolutely nothing to do with honor for you.”

“It is engraved on your body as a sign of shame, as a sign that you have become my prisoner, as a sign that you can only be bound to me in this life and in the next, and that you cannot go anywhere.”

As she said that, Lossweather slowly stretched out her right hand, and silver spells flickered in her palm