Chapter 0072-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Good lord, so the smiles were on the faces of the stall owners.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, little friend, you can definitely hit it with a few more tries.” The boss was carrying a money bag in his hand, which was full of dragon currency.

Looks like he’s had a good morning’s business flow.

Noa picked up her gun and fired two more rounds in quick succession.

It was then that Leon noticed that the dragons had toy guns that shot out bullets that were converged by magical energy, and it was no wonder that Mourne hadn’t gotten up to playing with them, she wasn’t old enough to use magic compared to her sister’s overdevelopment.

Yet again, those shots from Noa came up empty.

Slap–

She put the gun back on the table a little unhappily, biting her lip, her eyes full of resentment.

“Mom, Moon, let’s play somewhere else.” Noa adjusted her mood, but was still a little puffed up.

Although she was usually so mature and understanding most of the time, she was still a bit of a child at heart.

Emotions are written right on her face when she comes across something that upsets her very much.

Leon didn’t encourage her by saying try again or anything.

Because it was obvious that the stall owner had tampered with the toy gun, or else it would be impossible for Noa to miss a shot with her ability.

This kind of “trade secret”, Leon was a child to understand, I did not realize that in the Dragon’s Sky City can actually earn a lot of money children.

He stepped forward and lifted Noa out of the chair.

The family of four then had to leave.

But the stall owner seemed to be able to see that the family was dressed in an unusual way, like a wealthy family, and like to continue to squeeze some oil from them.

“Hey, I didn’t expect a single toy reward to be taken away today, and these parents really don’t know what their kids want.”

The owner wiped the toy gun while hinting at something in his words.

Leon stopped suddenly and looked down at Noa, “Do you want those teddy bears, Noa?”

Noa pursed her lips and hesitated for a split second before shaking her head, “I don’t want to.”

When the oldest daughter says she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t necessarily mean she doesn’t really want to;

Leon looked at Murn again, “Does Murn want it?”

“Well …… Mune doesn’t want to, either.”

OK, that’s wanting it.

It was probably the stuffed animal that Moune had just said she wanted a balloon fight with, and that’s why Noa had dragged her over there, Leon guessed.

Leon took Mourne’s hand and turned toward the booth.

Noa froze and looked up at Los Vespers.

Loseweather smiled and nodded with her.

Only after getting her mom’s acquiescence did Noa trot over to her.

“Ten more hits, boss.” Leon returned to the booth.

“Ten times? Ten times is not quite enough, sir, this game looks simple, but it’s hard to do, your daughter just missed it once.” The boss was following the instructions, which was nothing more than trying to get the