Chapter 0191-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

But the Imperial Dragonslayer Army’s big baby.

The army cook’s knew Dad didn’t like carrots and eggplant, so they eliminated carrots and eggplant from all nutritious meals directly after Dad’s service.

Look at that. That’s how the top dragonslayers are treated.

The equivalent of a schoolboy being free to pick his seat in class.

But then again, of all the dishes, Leon was singularly afraid of those two foods, and by chance, he had been caught by Los Vespers this morning.

Is it really a coincidence?

Or …… something else?

Can’t figure it out at the moment.

There’s no time to mourn the swabbed carrot, however, as the next to make an appearance is revenge from Leon Casmode!

I, the Dragonslayer, will never let that mother dragon get the better of me!

Through spending so much time together, Leon had also realized that, excluding bed sports, this Losweather guy basically had no weaknesses in his daily life.

Love to bathe and be clean, but not a serious clean freak;

Can cook and do it well so you can’t pick any faults;

Doing housework, no kidding, sweeping and mopping the floor;

Trying to find a weakness that would keep her from eating all day as well was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

“Can’t eat …… can’t eat …… eh there!”

He remembered that yesterday, when he had asked Anna where Roseweather had gone, she had mentioned that “His Majesty doesn’t like parsley”.

Oh, wow!

That needle in the haystack really got to him!

……

For dinner, Leon volunteered to cook himself.

In keeping with the principle of “doing things right”, every dish Leon makes is suitable for flavoring with cilantro.

No matter how cunning you mother dragon is, you definitely can’t escape my cilantro formation.

When it was ready, Leon brought the food to the table.

When the first course of barbecued chicken wings fell, the smile on Lois Visser’s face froze instantly.

The chicken wings had a tantalizing aroma and the little green dots on the wings were quite eye-catching.

Lois Visser took a deep breath.

Okay, it’s just a roasted chicken wing. Big deal, we don’t have to eat it. There are other dishes, right?

So, second course, grilled fish – cilantro seasoned version.

Loseweather’s frozen face finally tensed up a bit.

Did this Leon guy used to cook …… with this much cilantro?

Watching Loseweather’s reaction, Leon stifled a laugh while continuing to serve the food.

And each of the dishes that followed had cilantro as an accompaniment.

Loseweather is out on her ass!

It was cilantro hell for her!

“Here, Moune, your fried steak, have it with vegetables too.” Leon said.

“Got it dad~”

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