Chapter 0044-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

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Losweather led Leon to a goat path at the back of the Sanctuary, her feet stepping on smooth stone steps as she slowly made her way deeper.

“Where are we going with this?” Leon asked as he followed.

“You’ll see when we get there.”

Leon was on his feet.

This mountain, this atmosphere, this lone man and woman ……

Brings back a not-so-good memory for him.

He froze in place, swallowed, and said, “I’ll tell you what, Mother Dragon, if you’re going to make me watch your sanctuary while that whatever I am like you did last time, it’s not going to work out at all, because I’m not half as attached to your territory as I should be.”

Loseweather walked ahead and laughed softly, saying without looking back, “Don’t worry, it’s not like I’m really that unreasonable and savage of a woman, when it’s time to relax, when it’s time to get homesick-“

She stopped in her tracks, and there before her was a towering and imposing iron gate.

“Homesick.”

Leon also noticed the building in front of them.

No signs, no guards, just a stern, cold iron gate.

“It is?” Leon asked.

“Ah, I don’t have a name for it, you can call it a warehouse, or a utility room, or the Queen’s treasury or whatever, it doesn’t matter.”

While saying that, Lossweather raised her hand and a flash of silver magical energy pulsed through her fingertips.

Then, she injected magical energy into the keyhole of the iron door, which slowly opened inward.

Losweather stepped in, “Come in.”

Leon hesitated, but followed silently.

After passing through the iron gates and down a few steps, several rows of neat displays appeared before Leon.

Leon marveled slightly, and opened his mouth to

“These are from your collection?”

“Well, anything that means something to me, I store here.”

Leon gleefully ran to one of the displays and scrutinized an exquisitely crafted bracelet.

Leon was a knowledgeable dragonslayer and could tell at a glance how expensive and rare the bracelet was.

If this was placed in the Empire, it could at least be sold for hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

“That’s the bracelet my grandmother gave me for my Bar Mitzvah.” Lois Visser explained.

Leon nodded and returned his gaze to the rest of the collection.

His concentration was lost in these precious