64 Dog Man Is Really Something!
(5,000 words)
As dawn approached, Leon carried Roswiser back to their room. He was preparing for this grand act of revenge, scouting out the terrain and calculating the maidens’ wake-up time in the Holy Temple.
Around 5 AM, the Silver Dragon Temple would kick-start its daily grind and lives.
To avoid being discovered by the tail-wagging lizard ladies who might notice their queen had a “fun” night in the mountains with Leon, it was essential to dodge the “morning rush.”
Besides that, Leon also gauged his physical condition to estimate whether he’d have enough energy left for the subsequent tasks after his night of passionate combat.
Turns out, his calculations were spot on.
Once back in the room, Leon wiped down the faintly passed-out Roswiser, took a quick shower himself, and poof! His energy bar was empty.
He lay down on the bed with Roswiser and found that he couldn’t move another muscle.
The two snuggled together, drifting off into a deep slumber.
Outside, the wind flowed in through the balcony window, rustling the curtains and gently caressing their weary faces.
Roswiser’s long lashes fluttered slightly—probably because the morning breeze was a bit chilly, prompting her to snuggle even closer to Leon’s embrace.
Rustle, rustle—
As skin brushed lightly against the blanket, Leon turned his head and rested it on Roswiser’s crown, inhaling her sweet fragrance, feeling the delightful tickle of her hair brushing against his face.
When in slumber, every creature instinctively seeks out warmth.
It’s hard to imagine that the two people now cuddled up were locked in fierce battles just last night.
Well, night time tends to bring out the magical powers that unleash the desires and cravings buried deep inside.
At 8 AM, the sound of the door lock broke the stillness, immediately followed by the pitter-patter of tiny feet.
Moon trotted into the bedroom, about to call out for Daddy and Mommy, only to realize these two were already deep in sleep.
The little dragon girl approached, scratching her head in confusion.
“Why aren’t you up yet?”
Mom and Dad usually rise early—oh, well, Dad’s not a guarantee, but Mom always gets up at the crack of dawn.
She stepped closer and gently tugged at her mother’s tail. “Mommy, wake up! The sun’s shining on your tail!”
“Umm… go play with Daddy…” Roswiser mumbled, still half-asleep.
As she spoke, she nestled closer to Leon.
Moon dashed over to Leon’s side, poking his arm. “Daddy! Wake up! The sun’s shining on your b*tt!”
Leon rolled over, pulling Roswiser in tighter and blearily mumbled back, “Go play with your mommy…”
“But you two are cuddling so tight! Who’s going to play with me?!”
Moon stomped her little feet in frustration.
But then she thought about it—Mom had just recovered from being unconscious, and Dad often looked weak for no reason.
Maybe it was just perfect timing for the two of them to be out cold together.
Moon nodded, feeling quite proud of her analysis.
“Then I’ll take care of you both!”
With this, the little dragon girl jumped onto the bed and grabbed a corner of the blanket, gently covering the sleepy couple.
However, she accidentally noticed that Leon’s neck and arms were marked with red blotches.
She knelt beside them, staring for a moment.
There were a lot of these marks, and they didn’t look like bite marks or scrapes.
In fact, Mom had some of these marks too!
Scratching her head, she pondered, “What’s this…？”
The next moment, a light bulb went off in her head. “Oh~~ these must be… bug bites! Moon knows how to fix this!”
When she went to play in the mountains before, she had been bitten by all sorts of tiny bugs. On returning, she couldn’t stop itching, and Noia had used a magical little ointment, which made it better in no time.
Although she didn’t know if her parents had gone to the mountains yesterday, those marks looked a lot like the bug bites she had, so…
Using the ointment from last time should fix it, right?
Moon was just as action-oriented as Leon, and with her idea locked in, she jumped into action.
She dashed back to her sister’s room, rummaged for the ointment, and then hurried back to Roswiser’s bedroom.
She carefully applied the ointment to the “marks” on Leon and Roswiser, taking her time and doing it meticulously.
Good thing kids don’t really grasp such things, or else if she lifted the clothes of her parents, she would definitely be shocked into silence.
“Why are both Mommy and Daddy all covered in bug bites?! Those pesky bugs!!”
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That would probably be her reaction.
Once she was done with the ointment, Moon finally let out a sigh of relief, a proud smile of “I’m so capable” spreading across her face.
Kneeling between her parents, she watched them sleep together and felt a warm flutter in her heart.
Since Daddy woke up, it seemed she hadn’t seen them being this affectionate.
Moon was not a greedy child, so simply watching her parents like this made her incredibly happy.
She wagged her tail, wishing time could freeze at this moment.
Well, maybe not—otherwise, Daddy and Mommy wouldn’t be able to keep loving her.
She covered them with the blanket snugly and tiptoed out of the bedroom.
Before leaving, she also shut the door quietly behind her.
In the afternoon, Leon slowly woke up.
Glancing at the blanket over him, before he could even place whose handiwork it was, he heard a warm breath nearby.
Turning his head, he saw that he was cuddling up with the Mother Dragon!
Leon quickly scrambled out from under the blanket, gave his head a shake, and looked up at the wall clock.
“It’s already 3 PM.”
Sleeping for over ten hours, while he was still a bit tired, felt better than Roswiser.
She was in deep, sweet sleep.
Leon didn’t wake her.
Not that he didn’t want to disturb her rest, but he had labored all night, and even he needed a breather to wait until the cooldown period was over.
After making sure Roswiser was settled, Leon washed his face in the bathroom, finally feeling properly awake.
He started to strategize about the current situation.
Leon was very clear that he’d angered Roswiser—he couldn’t escape dire consequences.
Once Roswiser regained her strength, he would again become her target.
But for now, he was far from powerless.
He could delay that day from arriving.
Of course, the method was simple: to train that Mother Dragon harshly!
Make sure she’s too hungry, too tired, and gets a good beating!
But to achieve the most efficient revenge within a limited timeframe, Leon felt he had no choice.
After all, this body would be useless once Roswiser recovered, so why not make the most of it while it still could move?
Torture!
Big-time torture!
Once Leon finalized his plans, he burst out of the room, aiming to notify the maids that dinner preparations weren’t needed tonight.
As he walked down the hallway, he barely got a few steps in before running into Anna—talk about a lucky encounter!
Anna was carrying a tray that held a bowl of brown medicinal soup.
“What’s this medicine, Anna?” Leon asked.
“Oh, it’s a tonic for your Majesty. News about her awakening reached the clan, so I had the clan’s apothecary prepare this remedy to help her recover quickly. Is she in her room?”
Leon’s mind shifted. “Ah, she’s still sleeping. Just hand me the medicine, and I’ll take it to her shortly.”
“Okay, then I’ll be counting on you, Your Royal Highness.”
“Sure, go ahead and keep yourself busy.”
“Understood, I’ll take my leave.”
Anna nodded graciously and turned to leave.
Instead of heading back to Roswiser’s room, Leon took the soup to his own nursery.
He locked the door, looking at the tonic in his hand.
This medicine was meant to help the Mother Dragon regain her strength—he might as well direct it to himself.
Who knew it might have the added benefits of “boosting stamina” or “reducing cooldowns”?
With that thought, Leon gulped down the “offered tribute.”
After enjoying the taste, he wiped his mouth and exclaimed, “Doesn’t taste as good as… Dragon Strength.”
He set the bowl down and headed back to Roswiser’s room.
“Silver Dragon Queen Roswiser Melkway, arise!”
Roswiser groggily opened her eyes, using a toy bear from next to her pillow to cover her face. “Go away… I want to sleep.”
“Time to shower! You usually love being clean, don’t you?”
With that, Leon ambled over and tugged at her arm, trying to pull her from bed.
Roswiser couldn’t muster the strength to resist, wobbling as she got out of bed, not even taking the time to slip on her slippers.
Leon ushered her into the bathroom. “Go wash up.”
Roswiser stood under the showerhead, arms and tail drooping, as if her body had awakened but her spirit stayed snuggled in bed.
It wasn’t until a warm stream of water cascaded down that she jolted into consciousness.
“What’s wrong with you, Leon? Didn’t you party all night, too? Aren’t you tired? Don’t you want to sleep?”
The reply to her question was a sudden enveloping darkness in the bathroom.
Before Roswiser could process what happened, Leon stepped forward and engulfed her in his embrace.
She put up an obligatory struggle, though even that felt weak, realizing the power imbalance between them at that moment.
Her cheeks flushed, and she nestled into Leon’s arms.
Two dragon patterns pressed tightly together, further amplifying their connection.
“Can’t I just take a shower in peace?” Roswiser complained.
“Nope, I’m feeling stressed.”
“You!…”
This absurd yet vengeful excuse was enough for Roswiser to determine that Leon was deliberately toying with her!
“Little Mother Dragon.” Leon said in a low tone.
“Y-You’re calling me that?”
Oh great! Leon, I call you Dog Man, and now you call me Little Mother Dragon, huh?
Fine, fine, just wait!
“Wrap your tail around me.” Leon commanded.
Roswiser blinked in confusion. “Wrap it… where?”
“On my waist. I thought you liked it that way.”
“I refuse—”
“Do it quickly, or I’ll resort to more drastic measures.”
Roswiser bit her lip, realizing she had no bargaining chips, so she complied reluctantly.
However, once she carefully coiled her tail around Leon’s waist, he effortlessly used that leverage to pin her against the wall, making her utterly at his mercy.
She attempted to release her tail, but it was too late.
With her eyes closed, Roswiser slapped at Leon’s back, “You j*rk! Take it easy…”
Easy?
Come on, I’m the strongest Dragon Slayer! Fast is the way to go!
…
After yet another bout of passion, Roswiser switched into a new nightgown, dazedly venturing out of the bathroom to the dining table.
She thought, surely washing up wrong wouldn’t lead to a messed-up dinner?
She sat in her chair.
On the table was a plate of exquisitely prepared fried rice.
“Hmph, you only made me this—”
Gurgle~~
Her stomach sent a retreat signal before she could bluster anything more.
Reluctantly, Roswiser had to pick up the spoon, intending to fill her stomach before responding.
Yet, Leon beat her to it.
“What now?”
Leon scooped a spoonful of rice, presenting it to Roswiser’s mouth. “Ah~~”
“… I can feed myself.”
“Open wide, or you won’t get to eat at all.”
“What are you trying to scare? I won’t eat then—”
Gurgle~~~~
Leon chuckled, “Eat up, my queen! You’ve been without food for a whole day and night. Although dragons can go without food or water while in hibernation, that’s while unconscious. Right now, you definitely feel your hunger!”
Roswiser had no choice but to glare at Leon while accepting the bite he offered.
Tsk.
Aim isn’t too bad, actually.
Leon snickered and scooped up another spoonful.
Roswiser instinctively opened her mouth for more feeding.
Just to her shock, he ate that second spoonful himself!
By the time the third spoonful came around, Leon held it out to her once again.
“… You want me to eat out of the same bowl?”
“Yeah, is that a problem?”
“How cheesy and disgusting! Just eat on your own; I won’t—”
Gurgle~~~~
“Look, your tummy has betrayed you, quick eat this, it’s fried rice made with love~”
Roswiser felt a mix of anger and laughter rise inside her.
Leon, you’re such a piece of work!
No way.
She had to endure it.
The humiliation she felt now would surely be doubled when she fully recovered!
Roswiser opened her mouth and swallowed the fried rice.
Before they knew it, the dish vanished into thin air, both partners having polished it off quickly.
Roswiser was still unsatisfied.
Leon knew she wasn’t full.
That was the whole point—to keep her hungry.
If she was full, she’d have energy to resist, wouldn’t she?
After finishing, Leon picked up Roswiser and carried her back to bed.
“Roswiser.”
Roswiser rolled her eyes. “Speak your mind, then.”
“Look! I took care of your shower, made you food, and fed you! I’m so good to you.”
Leon leaned in with a smug grin, “Doesn’t that mean you should do something for me now?”
Roswiser grabbed Leon’s ear. “I’ll tell you this, Casmod, every petty thing you do now will be viewed as a disgrace I’ll burn deep into you later, remember that!”
Leon grabbed Roswiser’s delicate wrist. “Oh dear wife, you’re quite the scare! If you don’t behave, I might just have to teach you a lesson.”
Roswiser tiredly shut her eyes. “You better make it last long. I don’t want to look down on you.”
“Definitely going to last longer~”
Leon leaned in, assuming the “suitable husband” position once more.
Roswiser instantly regretted being so stubborn.
From the shower to the meal and back to bed—it hadn’t even been half an hour, right?
Just how many cooldowns could one person have?
Before Roswiser could ponder any further, Leon’s next surge hit her.
Her body was out of energy as she tried to relish the alluring excitement.
Exhausted yet consumed by lust, she found herself unable to escape.
As they went into yet another passionate round, Leon completely drained himself, collapsing beside Roswiser to fall into deep sleep.
Roswiser, however, couldn’t find sleep, sitting up against the bed, quietly resting.
After about an hour, just as fatigue started to creep in and she prepared to sleep…
Leon unexpectedly snapped awake and sprang up as if jolted by a fish.
Roswiser jumped, “What else do you want now…?”
“Oh, I’m going back to my room. Just thought I’d let you know.”
Roswiser facepalmed. “Then go! Why tell me?”
“You’re my loving wife; of course, I need to keep you informed!”
“Ha ha, you’re truly a comedian, Slayer.”
“See you in the morning, dear wife.”
Leon hopped off the bed and jaunted out of Roswiser’s room.
Roswiser had almost fallen asleep, but his abruptness startled her wide awake.
Leaning against the bed, she found herself unable to drift off.
That pesky Dragon Slayer… Seriously, he has a knack for dealing with dragons and torturing them!
Not being able to shower right, eat properly, and even sleep badly—what’s with all this?
Absolutely infuriating!
The more she thought, the angrier she became, her little fists slamming down against the wall behind her.
Crack, crack—
The solid wall instantly showed signs of fracture.
Roswiser blinked in surprise and turned to look back.
After staring back in disbelief for a moment, a smile crept onto her lips.
“Recovering this fast… Hmph, Leon, your good days are numbered.”
