Chapter 0374-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Couple communication is such a process of taking care of each other.

About an hour or so later, the birds in the mountain forest were startled by a su ma into the bones of the dragon’s mouth today, fluttering their wings and flying out of the forest.

After sharing a beautiful day together, the couple lay in the grass and reminisced about how wonderful they had just been.

Because it was a field and it was broad daylight, even though there was no one around, shame came flooding back after the assignment was turned in.

Lois Visser haphazardly put on her dress and leaned wearily against the shrubbery.

By now Leon’s shirt was drying out from the campfire as well, and he removed it from the branch then put it on, then walked over to Losvesser and sat down.

After the fun, it’s usually a simple chit-chat to pass the time while recovering in the process.

“So did you go back this time and catch the mole.” Loseweather asked.

Leon nodded, “Gotcha. It’s–“

“Don’t say! Let me guess!” Loseweather was playful.

Leon grinned and turned his head to look at Los Vespers.

I don’t know if it was intentional on his part, but that smile looked more or less like a ‘doting’ feeling to Losvesser, as if he was also willing to accompany Losvesser in this simple and childish game of guessing the mole.

“Yeah, well guess what.” Leon said.

Loseweather thought for a moment, “It’s the gunwoman!”

Leon lowered his eye brows, “Why do you sound so excited not like you’re guessing she’s the mole, but like you’re hoping she is ……”

Loseweather bristled, “Did you? No, it’s a blind guess anyway, so what do you care which one I guess. So did I guess right or not?”

“Nope.”

“Gee, it’s a shame.”

Leon:?

Surely it’s better to hope that Rebecca is the mole!

What Silver Dragon Queen?

Silver Dragon Vinegar King!

“Is that the young master of the …… minister’s family?”

Leon shook his head, “It’s that wannabe dick la.”

“Oh~~ So what’s your outcome?”

Leon made the sign for “pistol” and pointed it at his temple.

“Pah~”

Loseweather smiled, “Wouldn’t it be a shame?”

“Unfortunately what?”

“After all, he was your former comrade in arms.”

“This kind of thing… as a king, you should know more about it than I do, right? Betrayal.