Chapter 0046-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

And this is the backwoods away from the Sanctuary, not a soul around.

Loseweather is completely free to unleash her wildness without any further constraints or concerns.

“Eh! Damn-“

Leon let out a low gulp as the reaction of the dragon tattoo grew stronger, and he was powerless to continue resisting.

Lossweather’s eyes curved into two crescents, which swirled with endless ambiguity and warmth.

“Leon! Leon~ Leon ……”

The dragon tattoo washed over Losvesser’s sanity in the same way, and she had even begun to unconsciously call out Leon’s name.

With a jolt, the Queen’s loins went limp and she instantly slumped onto the breastplate of the black and gold chariot.

Those two round masses were squeezed by the hard armor until they were slightly deformed.

Leon was secretly glad that there was still a layer of armor between Losvesser and himself, or …… now they could really let the dragon tattoos on each other s chests stick.

However Leon was still too happy too soon.

It was then that he saw Loseweather slowly come up to his face, her silver hair falling down the side of her face, the ends lightly tickling Leon’s forehead and the tip of his nose.

Crunchy Tickle.

More itchy, though, was Leon’s heart.

Their lips were close together, no more than the width of an index finger.

Leon could even feel the sensation of Lois Visser’s hot breath spewing onto his face.

It was an initiative she had never taken before.

Getting so close, so close.

Close enough to breathe a little more and their lips would be able to touch each other.

“Roseweather ……”

“Leon …… I, I–“

Her eyes twitched, warm as water, as if she was trying to say something.

But there was a desire to speak.

Finally, she straightened up and said, coldly, that

“Hmph, it’s just revenge, Leon.”

I don’t know if this was really being said to Leon, or also to herself.

Leon’s vision became blurrier and blurrier, and his breathing was heavy.

The last scene he saw before he was completely swallowed out of consciousness by the dragon pattern was the moving and warm dragon pupils of Losvesser.

Flesh and blood and armor, hot and cold, intertwined and fused recklessly in this hidden mountain hut.

In the woods, the leaves of thousands of ancient trees swayed with the breeze, the birds cried and the cicadas chirped, everything seemed to be giving the man and woman in that house a thorough and complete cover.

……

I don’t know how long it took, but Leon woke up slowly.