81 I’m Feeling the Pressure, Honey
The journey in the Extreme North Land has come to an end.
Good news: Leon’s guess was right; Constantine is indeed eyeing the Primal Power.
Bad news: In the end, the Primal Power still ended up in Old Constantine’s hands.
However, based on their brief encounter in Noah’s ruins, it seems like he hasn’t fully grasped the Primal Power yet.
With Leon’s current strength, he can still hold his own against Constantine in peak condition.
Just not sure when that epic showdown will actually happen.
And who knows if any unexpectedly wild shenanigans will pop up in the meantime?
Anyway, before that happens, Leon, Roswiser, and Master all need to be super-duper prepared.
On the bright side, this trip to the Extreme North has helped their Eldest Daughter grow quite a bit.
Brave and full of tenacity, she’s becoming more and more like Leon each day.
General Leon is pretty proud of that.
His precious daughter’s path is clearly heading toward becoming a warrior just like him, totally different from the speedy mage vibe of the Mother Dragon.
Using this topic, Leon has been showing off in front of Roswiser for days now.
One week after returning from the Extreme North, Roswiser was handling her work as usual.
With Constantine snatching up the Primal Power, it feels like chaos could erupt at any moment, so vigilance is a must! Everyone in the clan has been mobilized, and they’ve even beefed up the border forces.
The scout team, led by Sherry, has also deployed to gather intel, striving to stay one step ahead and seize the upper hand in this game of chess.
So, Roswiser’s workload has notably increased.
Lately, she’s been feeling quite stressed.
Of course, some of that stress comes from the silly captive who is mooching off the Silver Dragon Temple, eating, drinking, and living there for free while occasionally trying to annoy her.
“Good morning, dear Your Majesty.”
A familiar voice rang out from beside the throne.
“Spit it out.”
Roswiser didn’t even look up.
“Noia’s summer vacation is about to kick off, and here’s the training plan I prepared for her. Please have a look.”
Leon dramatically offered up a list with both hands.
Roswiser cast a curious glance at it and reached out to take it.
Opening it up, her face turned into a black line.
“Get up at 8 AM, an hour for washing up and breakfast.”
“Nine o’clock, warm-up at the training grounds, then review thunder magic at 9:30.”
“Eleven o’clock, Combat Theory 101.”
“Eleven-thirty, lunch. One hour of nap time.”
“One PM, close combat training.”
“Three PM, learn a new thunder magic spell.”
“Five PM, run three laps around the practice field.”
Roswiser set the list down and glared at Leon. “Can you tell me why it’s all thunder magic and close combat training? Noia needs to learn some ranged magic right now, and all your thunder magic is just charging in and going for a brawl!”
“Why learn ranged magic?” Leon shrugged. “It’s not useful.”
“Excuse me, how is it not useful?”
As a classic artillery-style mage, Roswiser wasn’t having any of that.
“Today’s enemies are pretty crafty; by the time your magic’s chanting is over, they’ve already bolted outside of your attack range.” Leon explained seriously.
“Well, what about some low-casting-time spells?”
“That just reduces the damage, right?”
“Can’t we just increase the attack frequency?”
“That would be a huge waste of magic power!”
“Are you arguing with me here?”
The Queen shot him a look, then grabbed a pen and added a note to the training plan:
“After dinner, learn Thunder Wolf’s War.”
Leon blinked, surprised that the Mother Dragon would actively suggest Noia learn this thunder magic spell.
Thunder Wolf’s War is one of the few ranged spells in thunder magic and a classic go-to for long-distance attacks.
It’s quite effective for crowd control and clearing out pesky mobs.
Leon originally came to tease Roswiser with the training list to see her get flustered—because that’s the kind of couple fun they have. He often has a rough time when Roswiser gets serious.
But Roswiser directly suggesting this idea…
“Noia’s senior described the scene in detail in the evaluation report. Sure, our daughter’s close combat skills are outstanding and she’s got guts, but we also saw that she injured her right hand. It’s barely healed now.”
Roswiser said, “Teaching her some ranged thunder magic is also for her own good.”
Leon tucked the list away, biting his lip, feeling a wave of guilt wash over him.
Ugh, he didn’t think about it as thoroughly as the Mother Dragon; he was just keen on showing off in front of her.
How embarrassing!
Seeing Leon’s expression, Roswiser’s mouth curled into a smirk, a gleam of triumph in her eyes.
Didn’t she know him well by now?
He’s such a softie when it comes to her demands!
If Roswiser argued back with him, he’d just double down;
But if she sweetly asked him something, he’d immediately turn into “Queen’s Loyal Dog.”
Manipulating her little captive? Easy peasy!
On the flip side, Noia indeed needs to learn some ranged magic.
Like her dad, she’s fine with close combat;
But life isn’t one big brawl.
Just because Leon goes all-out in fights doesn’t mean she should follow suit.
“Alright, I’ll revise the training list later. Noia has her own summer plan, and we can’t let them clash.” Leon confirmed.
“Good.”
Pausing, Roswiser suddenly remembered, “By the way, didn’t Noia say she was going to stay at Helena’s house for a few days? When does she leave?”
Leon shrugged, “Well, the little ladies have changed plans. She’s visiting Helena toward the last few days of summer vacation before heading straight to the Academy from the Sea Dragon Race.”
Roswiser nodded, “Sounds good.”
Leon scratched his forehead, neatly folding the list and placing it in his pocket, ready to turn and leave.
Roswiser’s eyes flickered, and she asked,
“Are you leaving already?”
Leon halted and turned back, “Is there something else?”
The silver-haired beauty put down her pen, leaned back against the throne with a slight smile, gently fiddling with the armrest, her enchanting gaze focused on Leon.
“Leon, I’ve been feeling a bit stressed lately.”
At that, Leon felt a chill down his spine. “Y-You know, stress relief should wait until nighttime…”
“I can’t wait until nighttime.”
Roswiser leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand, her gaze tantalizing, “Find a way to help me relieve my stress right now.”
The specifics of “relieving stress” go without saying for the couple; it’s obvious what they mean.
Yet Leon seriously couldn’t think of what could possibly help Roswiser unwind in broad daylight at the bustling Silver Dragon Temple.
He rubbed his chin and tentatively suggested, “How about… I give you a shoulder massage?”
“Hmm, sounds good.”
With that, Roswiser shifted to the side and patted the vacant seat next to her, “Come on over.”
Leon complied.
Welcome to the Honorary Service of Technician No. 001, Leon.
Roswiser tilted slightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the shoulder massage from the Empire’s strongest Dragon Slayer.
Ah, that feeling is simply delightful!
“Left side, left side, apply more pressure.”
Leon rolled his eyes, suddenly at a loss for words.
So, he’s giving her a massage and now she’s making demands?
But to avoid a public forceful assignment from the Mother Dragon in broad daylight, Leon gritted his teeth and bore it.
“Oh.”
“Apply more pressure.”
“…Oh.”
“Did you not eat breakfast, dear husband?”
“……”
“Put some muscle into it, I’m a Dragon King, you know—”
Snap!
“Ow! Hiss~……”
“Your Majesty, it seems your Dragon King physique has a fracture or something.” Leon said bluntly.
Roswiser grimaced, glaring at Leon as she twisted her shoulder and shook off his hands.
One moment, she was proud of having an expert technician as the Empire’s strongest Dragon Slayer;
The next, she wished he wasn’t a Dragon Slayer—his grip was just too strong!
But on the plus side, that strong grip could be put to use elsewhere, and she had to admit, it felt quite nice…
Cough cough—
Roswiser shook off her chaotic thoughts, rubbed her shoulder, and resumed her work.
“So, do I… go back now?”
“Do you have anything to do back there?”
Leon shrugged, “Not really.”
“Oh.”
That simple “oh” as a response might seem too casual.
But with the experience of married life, Leon knew that this “oh” carried a different meaning.
High Emotional Intelligence Married Man’s brain raced—
【Do you have anything to do back there?】
【Not really】
【Then stay here with me】
↑
Yep, that’s got to be it.
“Eh, it’s not like I have anything to do at home. I’ll stay here with you.” Leon decided.
Hearing that, Roswiser suppressed the urge to smile, though following her usual pattern, she had to act a bit tsundere.
“Well, it’s not like I forced you to stay; you wanted to stay.”
“Yep, totally voluntary!”
“Humph.”
Sitting side by side on the throne, the couple enjoyed a brief moment of warmth and tranquility amid their busy work.
