Chapter 0189-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

“Oh, good.”

“I’ll call you when it’s done.”

Leon nodded.

Lois Visser also left the nursery and went back to her room to start preparing breakfast.

Let’s just say the Queen lives up to her name and has the stamina to cook a breakfast after flying all night and arriving home.

It’s practically Dragon Special Forces.

She tied her apron, washed and chopped vegetables, lit the fire to cook, and everything was in order.

“Beef sandwiches for Mourne, bread and milk for me and my captor, and then make a …… salad.”

“Cucumber, tomato, onion …… and some salsa. Hmm? Where did the salsa go?”

Loseweather opened the storage cabinet and rummaged around.

“Oh here it is.”

She reached for the bottle of salsa.

Just as she was about to get the salsa, however, she caught a glimpse of a few more next to her ……

Carrots.

Loseweather blinked, a smile then appeared on her face, the

“Be nutritionally balanced, oh dragon slayer.”

94 Don’t be picky about what you eat, kids. Adults, too.

Half an hour or so later, Leon went to Lois Visser’s room.

It just so happened that Moune had returned as well and was helping to serve the food from the kitchen.

Leon trotted over and took the dinner plate from Murn’s hand, “Go wait for dinner Murn, Daddy’s coming is fine.”

“Good, hard work Dad.”

Leon, carrying a plate of sandwiches and a couple of glasses of milk, was just about to leave the kitchen when he saw another dish on the kitchen counter held up on a plate and pouted toward it, “Don’t you need to bring that one up?”

Losweather glanced at it as she washed her hands, then returned, “That won’t be necessary for a while, just serve the one you’re holding up first.”

“Good.”

By the time Leon arrived at the table with the food, Mourne had already tied her little scarf and was ready to start.

“Sandwich~ Yeah!” Moune cheered as he held up his fork.

Leon put the sandwich in front of Moune.

Instead, he and Lois Visser had a simple breakfast of milk bread.

Oh, it’s easy, but it’s not that easy. Dragon’s milk is first class “hardcore”.

Instead of using ordinary cows to produce milk like humans, they chose iron-armored yaks.

That thing is a real s-class dangerous species.

For other races, hunting them is a challenge, an honor, a battle;

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