Chapter 0095-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

As he touched the hard ground, Leon gathered his strength just in time, and leaned forward to cradle Losweather’s head.

The two of them stood tall and low, looking at each other in all directions.

“Yo, that’s heartbreaking, huh?” Loseweather snickered.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, however, Leon drew back his hand.

Loseweather fell gently a few centimeters off the ground, “Ouch!”

When the smoke and dust from their fierce battle cleared, the scene the two little ones saw was that Los Vespers was on the ground and Leon was standing by.

Noah: “What a vicious backdrop ……”

Moen: “What a miserable mommy …… Is mommy going to lose?”

Loseweather rose from the floor and patted the dust from her skirts.

Leon had also pulled away from her a bit, looking like he was going to make the final blow.

Losvesser knew that his body was already somewhat unable to carry the constant reinforcement of the thunder magic, and that the battle had to be ended as soon as possible.

If she wore down now, she could easily win;

But …… let’s pay tribute to the stubborn dragon slayer.

Lossweather arched her back and bent over, gathering dragonflame in her hands.

Leon also assumed a sprinting stance, using his thunder magic to the fullest extent of what his body could handle.

In the next second, the two rushed towards each other at the same time, like two cannonballs colliding at extreme speed.

Moune, who was on the sidelines, directly covered her eyes.

Noa forced herself to keep her eyes open and glued to the battle, though she was also a little afraid to look down.

Blue and silver remnants approaching infinitely, and finally-

But it did not produce any collision impacts and explosions.

Leon’s fist was less than a centimeter away from the tip of Loseweather’s nose.

Instead, Loseweather had slapped him in the chest.

At the last moment, Lossweather put away the dragonflame in her hand.

The slap did no damage at all.

Ka-ching-

The last flash of electricity dissipated from Leon.

His body was at its limit.

A wave of dizziness rushed through his head and Leon fell forward with a black eye.

Loseweather held him up by his tail just in time, then gently lowered him to the ground.

Leon closed his eyes reluctantly, his breathing rapid and heavy.

“You’re already pretty good, Leon, not being in peak physical condition, not having enchanted armor or a weapon at your disposal, and being able to fight me like this with just your physical skills is something no one has ever been able to do before you.”

Loseweather half crouched down beside Leon, reaching down to gently wipe the dust off his face for him.

“Whether as your false wife, chaperone, or arch-enemy, I must admit that you are indeed strong. It’s an honor to be defeated, Dragonslayer.”

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