Chapter 0332-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

He could kill a dragon king several times his size unarmed, but would be taken down by a small glass of red wine.

You can barely get some beer, but just barely.

The Silver Dragons had had a few rounds of drinks, and the sadness had either been put straight out of their minds, or cathartically vented without a care in the world before being put out of their minds again.

All in all, as Losweather thought, morale is getting back on track a little bit.

Leon kept his head down and teased his little girl.

Father and daughter engage in a one-sided, ineffective exchange.

“Good girl, what do you want to be called?”

“Oooh wow…aba aba?”

“Hey, how much has your mom been drinking, she should have rested more before her body recovered now.”

“Mmm…aaaaaaahhhh~”

“Your two sisters are also over there to get together, it’s better for dad to be nice to you, right, and stay here with you, and in the future you should be a little more towards dad, got it.”

“Boing~”

Two people talking about each other.

The little baby couldn’t understand the adults, and Leon couldn’t understand baby talk, but that didn’t dampen Leon’s interest in talking to his little girl at all.

After talking for a while, the baby yawned and interacted with Leon much less.

It’s sleepy.

Leon stood up and escorted the little baby back to Losweather’s bedroom.

After waiting for her to fall asleep, Leon left and retraced his steps back to where he had just sat at the entrance to the sanctuary.

The bonfire in the courtyard was burning, the dinner was not yet over, and it looked like the she-dragon was bound to get drunk tonight.

Although a maid would send her back if she drank too much, as the Queen’s ‘husband’, it was better to wait here for a while.

This might make him and Roseweather appear more “loving” to others and more “cozy” as a family.

She was able to change her dressing style to make the big show more authentic, so how could Leon be left behind?

It’s just cosmetic anyway, it’s not like we have anything to lose.

Leon rambled on.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of ghostly footsteps came.

Leon looked up, searching for the sound.

It’s Roseweather.

She was a bit tipsy and had two cans of beer in her hand.

The Queen floated slightly on her feet, but not so much that she couldn’t walk at all.

Leon kept an eye on her steps, afraid that the stupid dragon would trip over some step or rock.

It was not until she stood firmly in front of her that Leon turned his eyes from her feet to the