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    She looked down at the tip of her tail and couldn’t help but frown slightly.

    But then he grunted and told Leon to be a foot-washing slave again later.

    With that thought, Losweather looked up at Leon in front of her, the dragonslayer with his hands on the arms of his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling as if pondering life.

    The Queen’s mind moved slightly, then she slowly raised her delicate white jade foot and gently stepped on the dragon tattoo on Leon’s chest.

    The resonant reaction of the dragon pattern faded, and there seemed to be a few faint blue arcs of light.

    Loseweather raised an eyebrow, “What’s that?”

    “What?”

    “The light on the dragon tattoo.” Loseweather raised her pretty chin at his chest, “Why is it blue?”

    Leon glanced down and reached out to pinch Losweather’s slender ankle, removing her tender foot from his chest.

    Sure enough, blue arcs of light flickered eerily on the dragon tattoo, but they all went out within two clicks.

    Losweather wrenched his hand away and resettled her feet back on his chest, “You don’t know either?”

    Leon pursed his lips, actually knowing.

    That was the magic that had existed in his dragon tattoo for the past few days.

    After a bit of tossing and turning, the magic mixed with the properties of the dragon tattoos to cause the blue light to flicker.

    And Leon guessed that no matter how, as long as the Dragonlance was involved, the magic he “paid tribute” to the Dragonlance would be depleted.

    Leon tried to feel it, and the power did decrease a bit, but thankfully not all of it. That was what balanced Leon’s heart a little.

    “Probably got out of control again, didn’t this thing get out of control once last time at the hot springs.” Leon copped to it by finding a reason that sounded plausible.

    Lossweather nodded thoughtfully, “Is that so? …… But this time it’s out of control, and it’s pretty good.”

    Leon was stunned, “Nice?”

    “Yeah, obviously not handing in homework as per the rules as before, merely using the monthly fee group Lu 9 four 9 three 6 one 3 five up the tail, that should logically be no experience at all.”

    Lois Visser recalled what had just happened, then said, “But I feel …… pretty good, numb, crunchy, uh, comfortable.”

    Leon gave her a blank look.

    Mother Dragon do you know why you feel this way?

    Because that’s full of noble thunder elemental magic!

    Otherwise a little dragon tattoo alone could make you feel that way?

    Dream on.

    Losweather bit her lower lip as her warm paws slowly made their way down Leon’s chest.

    Probing to her stomach, Leon caught her ankle just in time, “What for?”

    Loseweather tilted her head slightly and asked teasingly in return, “You didn’t think one punishment would be enough for trespassing in my boudoir in the middle of the night, did you?”

    Because of the simplicity of the way it’s just been done.

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