Dragon Queen and Dragon Slayer

"Hiss~"

Little Light ran her ten fingers through her hair, "Th-This can't be right! Could my judgment really have been wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Luna froze for a second, then immediately covered her own butt.

"Big Sis, when you spank us later, could you please go easy?"

Noah looked at Luna, her pupils shifting slightly, and after a moment, she said with heartfelt sincerity,

"I was just scaring you. You two are my biological little sisters, how could I bear to spank you?"

"Really, Big Sis?"

"Mhm, really."

"Little Light, hurry and untie Big Sis, haven't we already proven she isn't possessed?"

Even though Little Light had a million unresolved questions in her heart, she had already used all the exorcism methods she could think of, yet Big Sis remained perfectly fine.

Which meant she truly wasn't possessed...

But then how to explain Big Sis's strange behavior from a few days ago?

The pink-haired girl pondered for a bit, and decided to set this matter aside for now, pretending, "Oh, so Big Sis is fine after all," while secretly continuing to observe her for a while longer to see if anything new might come to light.

"Alright, untie her."

The little dragon girls untied the anti-magic rope from Noah's hands.

Noah stood up and let out a sigh of relief.

She rubbed her wrists, took the towel handed to her by Luna, and wiped off the aloe vera gel on them.

"Hehe, Big Sis, Luna just knew you'd always be Luna's best big sister~"

"Mm."

"Then Big Sis, you have to keep your word just now~"

Noah raised an eyebrow, "What did I say?"

Luna panicked, instinctively stepping back half a step, while curling her tail to cover her little butt, "Umm... you said you wouldn't spank me and Little Light."

"Did I say that? I forgot."

"Nani (OωO?)?"

Crack! Crack!

Noah cracked her knuckles as she slowly walked toward her little sisters.

The little dragon girls huddled together, trembling in fear.

"Big Sis! You said you'd spare Luna!"

"Next time, for sure."

"Alright then, let's die together, right Little Light? Little Light? Hey?"

Turning her head, she saw the pink-haired one already speed-running toward the door.

"Little Light, where are you going?"

"Second Sis, surely I don't need to teach you the principle that in the face of disaster, everyone flies solo?"

"Don't worry, neither of you can escape."

———

Breakfast time at the Melkvei household.

Leon looked at his two daughters eating breakfast while standing, full of confusion.

"Luna, Little Light, why are you eating standing up?"

"Be-Because our butts—", Luna stammered.

Little Light immediately cut her off, "Because eating while standing is good for digestion."

"Is that so..."

Leon didn't ask further and continued eating his breakfast.

"By the way, Daddy, where's Mommy?", Noah asked.

"Oh, she ate really early. Said she'd be waiting for me in the front yard later. Seems like she has something to talk about."

"Ohhh."

'Speaking of which, that mother dragon was all excited early this morning, someone who doesn't know better might've thought she has run into some kind of great joy.'

'So she invited me to the front yard first thing in the morning... what exactly for?'

———

After breakfast, Leon arrived at the temple front yard and saw Rossweise talking to Anna in low tones, seemingly handing over responsibilities.

Leon walked over, hands in his pockets, glanced at the head maid next to them, then looked toward Rossweise, greeting her warmly,

"Good morning, wifey," The word 'wifey' was pronounced clearly and confidently, like someone about to swear an oath.

The queen rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.

She knew why this dog man was suddenly so enthusiastic, because Anna was watching, and they had to play the part of a loving couple.

And later, if she teased Leon and said, "You actually wish I were your real wife, don't you?"—

Leon would counter, "Anna was standing there, we had to act convincingly, right?"

"Acting" was a great excuse, for both of them.

"Morning, hubby."

Though inwardly mocking the dog man for calling her 'wifey' just to take advantage, once the word 'hubby' came out of her mouth, she couldn't help feeling a little happier.

'Tch, how strange.'

Seeing this, the head maid beside them covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then quickly collected herself and spoke earnestly,

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to fulfill the responsibilities you entrusted to me. Please rest assured."

"Mm, thank you, Anna. We'll be back tomorrow night."

"Understood, Your Majesty."

With that, Anna gave a slight bow, nodded at Leon, and returned to the temple.

Once Anna had walked off into the distance, Leon asked,

"Tomorrow night? Where are you going?"

"Didn't you listen carefully to what I said just now?"

Leon shrugged, "What did you say?"

"It's not me going, it's 'us.'"

Leon blinked, "So... where are we going?"

"Sky City."

"A date?"

"No!"

"Alright, not a date then. Why so worked up? It's like you really hate going on dates with me."

"I do hate going on dates with you," Rossweise stated righteously.

"Mhm mhm, you hate it, you hate it. I'm the one who keeps shyly asking you out and you've never once asked me out. Happy now?"

The queen's pretty face turned red, and she slapped Leon's butt with her tail.

Leon could've dodged it, but he didn't.

Fortunately, Rossweise had her limits too. It was just a symbolic swat, not painful at all.

This kind of behavior might seem childish, but it had a professional name, flirting.

"So, what are we doing in Sky City exactly?"

"A meeting."

As soon as the words fell, Rossweise spread her dragon wings and instantly transformed into a giant silver dragon.

She crouched down, reaching a height where Leon could easily climb onto her back.

"A secret meeting of the Dragon Kings."

———

Twilight Tower, a towering structure at the very center of Sky City, representing the highest authority within the city.

It's said the Twilight Tower existed ever since Sky City was opened to all dragons, and its owner was also the founder of Sky City.

As the iconic building of the largest neutral city of dragons, Twilight Tower naturally became the platform for equal communication among all dragon clans.

Even though dragons had now splintered into many factions, some communication between them remained necessary.

Matters such as trade, culture, foreign wars, and other affairs, all required the Dragon Kings to gather at the Twilight Tower for discussion.

Today, the highest-level meeting room at the top of Twilight Tower opened again after many years to welcome one noble Dragon King after another.

With about half an hour to go until the meeting began, the Dragon Kings had mostly arrived.

Inside the meeting room, a long table was arranged, and several Dragon Kings were already seated on either side.

"Senior Odin, I didn't expect to see you here too."

"Senior, about the diplomatic relations we discussed last time, have you made any decision?"

"Noble Thunder Dragon King, I've heard of your name long ago. Now that I see you in person, you are indeed imposing."

"..."

Several young Dragon Kings respectfully greeted the elder Dragon King sitting on one side of the long table.

Their words were full of respect, for the one sitting before them was the Thunder Dragon King Odin, a figure of both experience and power.

However, amid the flood of flattery, there would always be someone who broke the tone.

"Well well, Old Thunder Dragon! Even you came to the meeting, huh? Looks like this time the trouble's pretty big."

Odin ignored the others' bootlicking, merely sitting with eyes closed, resting.

But when that guy's loud voice rang out, Odin couldn't help but respond a little, otherwise, even he'd feel awkward.

What's that? You ask why Odin would feel awkward?

Because if that guy doesn't feel awkward, then the ones who do are everyone else.

"Morgan, your family's tradition of being rude hasn't ended with your generation?"

"Far from it, my son Anton has taken our family's sharp tongue to even greater heights."

As he spoke, Morgan cheerfully sat next to Odin and slung an arm around his shoulder like an old buddy.

"During that live combat test in the Far North, my son told me your eldest daughter Yuna performed quite well, huh!"

The Thunder Dragon King gave him a look that said "You think I didn't know that?", and ignored him.

This Morgan hailed from the Golden Sand Dragon Clan, a very ancient lineage.

It's said they still preserved magical texts from the age of the Dragon God Tiamat.

But their Dragon King Morgan clearly had nothing to do with a highbrow word like "ancient", he was more like a cocky uncle whose spirit stayed young.

Who would've guessed he rose to prominence in the same era as Odin?

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