Chapter 0119-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Lois Visser sat at the table, her legs crossed, her toes clasping her dragon winged slippers as she waddled around gracefully.

In his hand, he was holding a “little whip” that he had gotten from somewhere, and he was looking at Leon with a playful expression.

Leon’s gaze slowly moved from the small whip to her face, and finally he couldn’t help but ask.

“You’re not going to do any torture next, are you?”

“Mother Dragon, I’ll make you a deal, I’m professionally trained in counter-interrogation and I’m not going to tell you anything about the Empire.”

“If you come at me hard, I have only four words for you: fuck you-“

Losweather jumped off the table and walked over, poking Leon in the face with her little whip, “Shhh~ Be quiet.”

Said Losweather, looking up at the wall clock.

Eight o’clock in the evening.

After reading it, she began pacing back and forth in front of Leon.

It seems to be waiting for something, or some moment.

Leon also stopped talking to her.

He wasn’t going to pray that Los Vespers would leave him alone through some flowery speech.

He knew the she-dragon’s nature too well – it was hard to escape death tonight, and tomorrow as well.

Roseweather’s vengeance is like an arrow off a string, completely impossible to stop in mid-stream.

About nine o’clock in the evening there was a knock on the door of the room.

Leon prayed that the person knocking on the door was Moune.

That way he might be able to escape the night for a while!

Lois Visser went to the foyer and answered the door.

“Your Majesty.”

Gotta.

The two words that opened his mouth directly dashed Leon’s illusions.

It’s not angels that knock at the door, it’s death.

“This is the medicine you asked me to prepare.” Anna handed a brown pill to Losweather.

Losweather nodded, “Yes, please.”

“You’re welcome, Your Majesty.”

Anna saluted and turned to leave.

Losweather reentered the bedroom and walked over to Leon, gently pinching the chocolate candy-like pill between her index finger and thumb and slowly handing it to Leon’s eyes.

“Remember what this is, Leon?”

She leaned forward, the tip of her nose close to Leon’s, the “chocolate candy” between their eyes.

Leon couldn’t be more familiar with this stuff.

“Dragon, Dragon Power ……”

Losweather narrowed her eyes and smiled, “Yes, this is the Dragon Power. But it’s different from the one you refined before.”

As she spoke, Los Vesper gently pressed the index finger of her other hand against Leon’s lips and applied a slight amount of pressure in an attempt to break his mouth open.

“This