Chapter 0344-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

After looking around to make sure none of the neighbors were home, Aang jumped over the fence with a flip and crossed the gravel road toward the log cabin on the other side of the farm.

The cabin was in such disrepair that the roof had collapsed on one side, and the windows were in pieces, as if they had been stoned by someone.

Leon first circled the cabin, finding no traps, and then tumbled through the broken window into the house.

The floor creaked and dust stirred as his feet hit the ground.

Leon raised a hand in front of his nose and began to inspect the familiar house.

The living room, the kitchen, the bedrooms, all of them were in a state of disrepair, not at all like someone had lived there in the recent past.

At the same time, there weren’t any clues or information left behind by the Master here.

Leon sighed and chanted, “The old man couldn’t have forgotten that yesterday was exactly one year into the agreement, could he?”

The reason why Leon thought that Master might have left clues for him was that he thought that since this one-year appointment was set by Master, the time had come and he would naturally find a way to contact Leon or convey some information or something like that.

And since he wasn’t in the same mountain stream cave where he’d hidden in the first place, there was only the possibility that he’d left some clues at the farm’s old home.

But there’s nothing here.

But just as Leon was about to leave in disappointment, he suddenly remembered that he hadn’t visited the hay barn in the backyard yet.

With the idea of giving it a try, Leon headed for the backyard hay barn.

Not only was it used to store grain and firewood in the beginning, but it was also where the donkeys once lived – yes, in the Leon household, the donkeys not only had a place to live, but they lived in the hay barn.

It’s the fucking equivalent of letting a two hundred pound fat man live in a cafeteria.

Leon searched the hay barn meticulously, dust misting his eyes and choking his nose.

But the good news is that this one wasn’t for nothing.

Leon finally discovers the clue left to him by his master under the haystack where Donkey had once lain.

“Donkey, love you!”

The clue was written on a tattered piece of cloth, which meant that the Master was really not in a good place right now, and couldn’t even find a piece of paper.

Leon opened the cloth and the writing on it looked like it had been scratched on with a red brick – good, not only was there no paper, there wasn’t even a pen.

Misery, Master, misery.

The cloth was succinct:

“Rebecca is trustworthy.”

“Rebecca ……”

Memories tugged at Leon as he saw the name.

Rebecca Clement, the female gunslinger on his team.

A talkative, and somewhat neurotic girl.

Back when the war was fought, he and the other two members of the team were completely at ease with the openings on the flanks being given to Rebecca, whose fire cover was very timely every time, and whose shooting scores were among the best in the entire Dragonslayer military force.

At the same time, she has a little bit of “natural power”.

Being on the petite side, she was always skilled and comfortable with all kinds of large firearms, which baffled Leon.

That’s totally unbiological!

Oh, and you’re saying that General Lay’s soloing the Dragon King without injury doesn’t fit the biology either?