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    The beauty’s eyes twitched slightly as she returned, “I’m not human.”

    “?”

    “I’m a dragon.”

    “……”

    In a few short words, Leon was silenced three times by Los Vespers.

    If she brings an enchanted armor-breaker, she’ll be able to trigger the “Silence and Break Defense” effect on Leon.

    Leon wasn’t really angry though.

    He just felt like he was once again being played by this she-dragon.

    But instead of jumping in and taunting Leon like she always does “haha you fell for it again, you can’t beat me”, she feels a tinge of guilt about it.

    Leon then wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to catch the big fish that was Loseweather.

    But General Lay may be overthinking it.

    When it comes to coaxing, Los Vespers is like a dull fish, the kind that won’t even bite the hook.

    She would only coax Leon to eat carrots or eggplant, or coax him to turn in his homework with her.

    How Leon wished now that when a little child was born, her character was not inherited from her mother, but taken away from her.

    So that Los Vesper wouldn’t now be torturing Leon’s mind by being both a ventriloquist and a natural nerd at the same time.

    “I say!”

    With a snap, Lois Visser slapped the coffee table.

    Leon was taken aback, and instantly retrieved his jumbled thoughts.

    He stared at Loseweather in bewilderment, wondering how this suddenly brought his voice up.

    You were just cozying up to him a minute ago.

    When she saw Leon come back to her senses, Lois Visser pinched her waist, wagged her silver tail, and looked him in the eye, the

    “You’ll shine when I give you some sunshine, won’t you? You can’t be coaxed anymore, can you?”

    “Mother Dragon, is it possible that I haven’t said more than ten words since the beginning ……”

    “I don’t care! You’re just a bit of a stomping ground Kasmod!”

    Ah, women.

    Unexpected and reasonable.

    Leon stretched out on the couch in despair, suddenly remembering what the Master had told him earlier.

    The master said that when a woman coaxes you, you’d better give her a smile right away within three sentences.

    Mere Leon asked why.

    The master returned, because she could not coax you in three words, and you should coax her next.

    But Leon figured that he wouldn’t have a chance to coax Loseweather now, by and large.

    She drew the curtains, took off her shoes, and turned on the hotel’s mood lighting.

    At that moment, the room was filled with ambiguous orange light, reflecting on Roseweather’s snow-white and delicate shoulders, round and clear.

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