Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 426 - 420 Battle Battle

The Red Dragon advocates violence, while the Green Dragon is more passionate about using threats and subtle means to manipulate others; sometimes merely talking to a Green Dragon can lead a creature to ruin.

As a Green Dragon, there is no doubt that Cecilia is a silver-tongued sprite. Once she makes up her mind, that sweet murmur and warm breath are irresistible to Leon. He leaves his lunch unfinished and runs off with Cecilia to her lair.

Ordinary men and women indeed make for a worn-out beast, but Leon has already undergone bone shedding and rebirth, transcending the ordinary and becoming extraordinary. Not to mention they are in Dragon Form; Leon boasts a gigantic towering figure, while Cecilia is only oversized, not gigantic.

"I haven’t even exerted force, why did you fall down?

"I can’t..."

"Too big..."

"You insisted on using human form."

"You don’t understand, it’s meant to be Dragon Form."

"Don’t stop, I can still handle it."

"I won’t tear, right?"

"How did you suddenly grow so huge?"

"It should be ending soon."

Leon initially thought the energetic Cecilia could accompany him till satisfaction, but unexpectedly, just after sunset, she collapses onto the floor, unable to stand, choosing to lie flat on the ground, as a cat might sleep, her lower body resting against the wall, tail covering her belly.

"Your posture is so strange." Leon couldn’t help but complain.

"Don’t worry about my posture..." Cecilia said weakly, then realizing, "Don’t tell Tassera and Fiora about my actions."

"I don’t have the leisure." Leon wasn’t really satisfied yet but couldn’t leave Cecilia unattended.

Cecilia’s lair is hidden underground, filled with various luminescent plants for decoration and lighting. Though dragons all possess Dark Vision, enabling activity without light. Being unable to see sunlight, there’s no difference between day and night, all relying on the corner-mounted grandfather clock to keep time.

"What are you doing?" Leon was awakened at midnight by a bite, "I want to sleep if you’re not tired."

"Sleep? Get up and enjoy." Cecilia’s eyes glittered in the dark, "Some dragon boasted they don’t need sleep, right?"

"Not needing sleep and not wanting to sleep are different..." Leon yawned, "Is there a need to push so hard?"

"Just admit if you’re scared, if you beg, I might consider letting you go." Cecilia stuck out her tongue; she indeed had a reason to push hard, hoping to give birth to a firstborn to overshadow Tassera.

"Who are you saying is scared?" Cecilia clearly understood, this sentence precisely hit Leon’s sore point; he would never allow anyone to question any aspect of his abilities, baring his teeth, "Come on, no leaving, battle till dawn."

Leon accepted the challenge, and Cecilia was somewhat afraid, realizing she might have pushed too hard.

The result of battling till dawn; the Prime Minister of the Watchtower Port government office was notably absent, a rare occurrence. Poor Laksha kept waiting for Cecilia to start work, her fate was to win the Red Dragon’s trust through hard work, but it was destined to wait.

As for Leon, he still had the energy to visit the forging workshop outside Watchtower Port to forge a sword, using cold iron to remelt and remake a Frozen Sword, while reminiscing about last night’s fierce battle.

The Volcanic Island isn’t big, nor is it small; only a few kilometers in diameter. In such a place, any breeze or ripple can’t escape the ears of everyone.

"I heard Cecilia is staying indoors today, even having meals delivered to her lair by maids..." For once, Tassera wasn’t holed up in her Mage Tower but accompanied Leon for dinner, "Did you really go all out last night?"

"Mainly Cecilia was excited." Leon wouldn’t hide from Tassera, the mate and partner he valued most.

Leon recapped the happenings of yesterday; he hadn’t finished when Tassera suddenly screamed.

"Why are you shouting?" Leon covered his ears with fingers, "Scared me."

"I am the queen, the official wife." Tassera heavily slapped the table, "Why does she have the audacity to get ahead? Know no rules."

She glared at Leon, speaking passionately, "I don’t mind you having other mates, whether it’s Tassera or Fiora, Isily is acceptable... that new Black Dragon your focus on her seems serious, if you want, go ahead, but they’re not to rise above me."

"What’s with Isily? And Laksha just arrived; I have no relationship with her whatsoever." Leon was amused and annoyed, "Don’t talk nonsense."

Tassera ignored Leon and soon calmed down, complaining, "We clearly discussed... whenever you gain reproductive ability, I’d lay eggs for you, bearing a child inheriting our merits."

"You now... have reproductive ability? Counting the age, more or less at the age, but does age truly matter to you?"

"Cecilia manages Zhen Dan Kingdom for you; I haven’t contributed less."

"I’ve been handling the Focusing Eye; when you’re absent, I’m defending Volcanic Island. Your Treasure Vault, no, the entire Volcanic Island’s spells were set by me, to prevent thief or spell scouting attacks. Then when you have questions and issues, I browse books everywhere to find you info."

"Alright, alright, I know Tassera is my virtuous helper." Leon embraced Tassera, stroking her wavy long hair, "Behind every man is a woman silently supporting him; that person is Tassera."

"Three days." Tassera raised a finger, "The next three days, you have to accompany me."

"As long as you don’t chase me away." Leon just smiled.

The truth is, Tassera quickly couldn’t take it anymore and retreated embarrassed back to her Mage Tower, hearing Catherine had special little tricks and decided to delve into related books and research.

"Do you want my child?" Leon hadn’t forgotten Fiora.

He confirmed Fiora’s feelings for him; though they frequently argued over differing values, he wondered if that Metal Dragon was mentally prepared?

Fiora seemed like a proper Knight Lady, yet her tastes were heavy, harboring surprisingly wild fantasies within.

Although Envoy Siajie specifically sought her out and informed her, Lord Bahamut supported her relations with the Red Dragon, she still fantasized about messy things daily, like bearing the Red Dragon’s child amidst cold glares, unwillingly giving birth to a Mixed-blood Dragon in dramatic scenes.

"I have no right to refuse, right?" Fiora replied.

In this new battleground.

"I will never succumb."

"It’s impossible for me to admit defeat."

"I... I haven’t lost yet."

Fiora is a warrior, possessing a strong physique; even in human form, the eight defined abs are proof, yet before Leon, it’s neither here nor there, far from a match... her body had long surrendered, though her mouth refused to admit defeat.

In summary, Leon again lived the life of a "bull horse."

Leon couldn’t fathom if it was due to his youth; he may be gigantic now, truly just entering young adulthood for a few years, entirely just matured or on the verge of maturity, yet months have passed without joyful announcements. free𝑤ebnovel.com

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