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    , was actually afraid I’d rush up and kill them all, wasn’t it.”

    Leon glared at her, saying nothing in acquiescence.

    “You’re smart, Leon, not asking for help or being impulsive. I haven’t found any other faults in you for the moment, other than being a tough talker.”

    “Tough talk is never a disadvantage.”

    Leon continued to walk forward, no longer paying attention to Los Vespers.

    Loseweather smiled bashfully and took a step to follow as well.

    They continued to walk without ever encountering another dragonslayer squad.

    But Leon’s body couldn’t support it after all.

    He blacked out and flopped to the ground.

    Lossweather looked back, walked over to him, half crouched down, gently hooked his chin, looked at his tired, pale face, smiled and asked, and

    “Finally, you can’t walk anymore, Leon. Beg me, beg me, and I’ll take you back to rest.”

    “I can’t understand what you’re saying ……”

    “Heh, don’t you want to lie in a big soft bed, eat a late night snack prepared for you by your maid, and take a nice hot bath before bed. All you ask of me is that in three hours, we’ll be home.”

    Leon slowly closed his eyes and said with his last ounce of strength, “Leave me…leave me here to feed the wolves if you can.”

    After saying that, he fainted completely.

    In the next moment, a wave of wind kicked up around Leon, leaves flew and the earth trembled slightly.

    The silver dragon picked up Leon and swung him onto his back.

    Then he flapped his dragon wings and flew into the deep night sky.

    8 I’ll leave the childcare to you.

    Leon slowly opened his eyes.

    Right now it’s–

    Amount.

    The eyes were also a pair of eyes.

    Pale blue pupils, warm and crystalline, long eyelashes fluttering, lovely.

    “Daddy you’re awake~”

    Little Mourne sat in a standard duck sit on Leon’s pillow and waited until he woke up.

    Upon seeing Leon open his eyes, her small, childish face was one of suppressed delight.

    The dull fur on top of his head and his tail behind him also swayed gently from excitement.

    Leon sobered up a little and tried to sit up.

    Seeing this, Moune immediately stepped forward and took Leon’s arm, helping him lean against the bed.

    Just as he was about to say thank you, Leon felt a slight pain in his hand.

    He looked down and saw that his right hand was wrapped in a bandage.

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