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    It is certain that you will get pregnant, and you can take such contraception for twenty-four hours each time afterward.

    Ninety-nine point nine percent success rate.

    She quietly felt the aftermath of this vengeance and closed her eyes, quietly urging her magic to kill the foreign matter inside her.

    After a long time, Loseweather grunted and laughed.

    “You failed, Leon, as the Empire’s most prestigious dragonslayer, and you were right next to it, making love to an evil dragon king.”

    “Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha – how does that feel? Hmm?”

    “Answer me, Leon!”

    Answer?

    What’s the answer?

    Leon just felt like a puddle now.

    Maybe it’s even worse than slime.

    Because slime at least doesn’t get played with wantonly by a she-dragon.

    “Your dignity and pride are not even a crumb left now, do you understand, you will always be my prisoner from now on, chained to me like a pet, do you understand?”

    “How about we come here and do it once a month, Leon? OK?”

    “That way you get to see your old family once a month.”

    “Hmph, heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.”

    She laughed a sickly laugh that bordered on insanity.

    “Roseweather.” The man’s low voice interrupted the Queen’s unbridled maniacal laughter.

    It was as if something had not been extinguished in his eyes, which were pooled like dead water.

    “You can insult me, trample on me, or carve dragon tattoos on me and fiddle with my dignity like it’s trash, but-“

    He suddenly sprang up, and squeezed Loseweather’s shoulders in a deadly grip, like a vajayjay with a lion’s roar, the

    “You can never kill a dragonslayer’s faith!”

    “I’ll wait, I’ll take my time and wait for that opportunity to come.”

    “At that time, I’m going to double everything you’ve ever done to me!”

    Loseweather was surprised that the man even had the will to resist him.

    But it was only a surprise.

    She reached around Leon’s neck and pressed him back to the

    “Well, I’ll be waiting for you, Leon Casmode, we’re – immortal!”

    7 Ask me for forgiveness, Leon.

    After letting out harsh words to each other, both of them also stopped continuing to provoke each other.

    Loseweather stepped aside, picking up her own gown then putting it on without a moment’s hesitation.

    Leon also straightened the clothes he was wearing.

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