### Chapter 83 – Sweating Buckets, Aren’t We?
The next morning, the family of four set off for their luxurious seven-day hot spring adventure in the Flowing Cloud Valley.
From the Silver Dragon Temple to the Flowing Cloud Valley, even if Roswiser flew at full speed, it would still take at least six hours.
The journey was long, and the kids might struggle a bit with it.
That’s why they planned a layover in Sky City yesterday to rest, buy some swimsuits, and throw a little celebration for themselves.
The Flowing Cloud Valley was a sacred site for the Dragon Race. It was said that the hot springs here not only relieved fatigue and calmed the mind but also healed the body and washed the soul clean.
Hey, isn’t it a bit of a hellish joke that a dragon slayer like me comes to the Dragon Race’s sacred site for a soul cleanse?
But if this hot spring really can heal dragons, then maybe it can do a number on humans too—so it wouldn’t be a wasted trip after all.
Plus, you can’t just waltz in with money; only powerful, high-status Dragon King types can apply for a visit.
Roswiser certainly fit the criteria for applying, but that was only for herself.
This time, it was through Saint His Academy that the whole family got a chance for the luxurious seven-day hot spring trip.
So, while winning second place in the school sports meet got you some magical tomes, realistically speaking, the Flowing Cloud Valley hot spring getaway was a rarity!
Of course, the price to pay was Leon giving up his precious seven days off.
After a few hours of flying, the family finally arrived at Flowing Cloud Valley.
From the outside, the valley was shrouded in thick fog, full of ethereal vibes, with a waterfall cascading down from the top. The surrounding forest was thriving with vegetation, with countless flowers, birds, fish, and insects, and creatures scurrying about.
To call it a paradise on Earth—or perhaps Dragon Paradise?—would be an understatement.
There weren’t many dragons milling about.
The entrance to the valley was surprisingly quiet, punctuated only by the intermittent sound of footsteps and the distant roar of the waterfall, radiating a casual vibe like drifting clouds and wild cranes.
Noia and Moon were staring in astonishment at the mesmerizing foggy valley, their eyes wide in wonder.
Yet, due to the serene atmosphere, they weren’t daring to make much noise, huddled together to whisper.
After all, this was a “VIP member” kind of place—just having money may not guarantee entry—so the number of first-class folks was naturally much lower, Leon mused.
As they passed through the mist, a castle even more magnificent than the Silver Dragon Temple came into view. With its grand structure and ancient architectural style, even top-notch craftsmen couldn’t help but sing its praises.
Various subspecies of dragons that Leon couldn’t name circled above the castle, with a few spotted deer dashing across in front of them.
Not far away, some young dragons were frolicking on the lawn, while squirrels cautiously peeked on the sidelines, waiting for snacks.
“Feeling less concerned about your first-class honors now?” Roswiser teased.
“Pfft, even I need a break sometimes.”
The breathtaking scenery was, indeed, enough to make everyone temporarily forget their troubles and obsessions.
There were only two purposes for coming here:
Relax and enjoy.
The family arrived at the first-floor hall of the castle to check in.
“Is this the model champion family from Saint His Academy?” the receptionist inquired politely.
“Yep!”
A champion is a champion—why does it need to come with the ‘model’ label?
Absolutely selfish!
That old Vice Principal dragon probably had a scratch again; I should just package him up and hang him on the Empire’s wall, Leon grumbled internally.
“Great, Saint His Academy will cover all your expenses for the next seven days, so you can boldly play whatever you want!”
While talking, the staff handed them a few enchanted room cards.
Leon glanced at the number on his card and sneakily looked at Roswiser’s.
Sure enough, they were sharing a room.
This was exactly why he didn’t want to go on vacation!
If these seven days were spent at home, he could sleep soundly in his own crib;
But if he had to share a room with Roswiser…?
She says she won’t touch him, but what if she gets a little carried away and her dragon instincts kick in—who’s gonna stop that?!
The concerned staff caught Leon’s subtle change in expression and asked, “Is everything alright, sir? Is there something unsatisfactory about our room arrangement? If you’d prefer a different type of room, we can provide that.”
Leon’s eyes lit up. “What kind of room?”
“A couple’s honeymoon suite.”
“Thanks, but no thanks.”
“Alright, just turn left and head upstairs; we hope you have a great vacation!”
Leon pocketed the room card, ruffled the girls’ hair, and led them toward the staircase.
Roswiser shook her head, chuckling lightly, and followed suit.
Upon reaching the designated floor, Moon, card in hand, bounced with excitement. “Oh~ We get to share the big bed! Daddy and Mommy, don’t disturb us tonight~”
Thanks, Moon, you just cut off Dad’s last chance at salvation!
“Aunt Isar told us that both kids and adults need their own personal space,” Noia chimed in. “I can look after Moon; you two should totally enjoy your couple’s paradise.”
Thanks, Noia, your intentions are commendable, but Dad suggests you stay put.
Moon was already eagerly swiping the card to open the door, beckoning Noia. “Sister, come here!”
“Coming~”
Noia replied as she hurried over.
The two little dragon gals strolled hand-in-hand into the room, slamming the door behind them.
Roswiser sighed in relief, “Look at our kids; they’re growing up. But why do you look so glum?”
“Ha, guess why?”
Roswiser scoffed lightly, didn’t probe further, and stepped to their room’s door, swiping the card.
Leon followed closely behind as they entered the room.
Let’s just say, for all the unique “new experiments” Saint His Academy heaps onto their family, they really know how to splurge!
They had reserved the top-tier hot spring suite at Flowing Cloud Valley, even more upscale than yesterday’s stay in Sky City.
As they passed through the entrance, the hallway opened up to an open-style kitchen, an outdoor loft, and massive floor-to-ceiling windows that had it all.
Deeper inside was an opulent bedroom, and opening the back door of the room revealed a private hot spring.
The water bubbled gently with warm steam rising; if you looked closely, you could see various little fish swimming around.
And the location was fantastic; lying in the hot spring, you could take in all of Flowing Cloud Valley’s breathtaking views with absolutely no obstruction.
“Hmm, not bad,” Roswiser said, offering a short but sincere compliment.
“Have you never been here before?” Leon asked.
Roswiser shook her head, “I already told you, you can’t just come here with money. Even though I won first place at the sports meet before, the prize back then wasn’t a week-long trip, just a camera.”
“A camera…” Leon’s mind began to wander, and suddenly alarm bells went off!
Was that the same camera he used to sneak pics of her in that bunny girl outfit when she passed out?
“Just so happens I brought that camera with me this time!”
As she spoke, Roswiser opened her suitcase and pulled out a classic home camera.
Leon’s throat suddenly felt dry. He internally prayed that the only camera she bought wasn’t that one.
While fiddling with the camera, Roswiser mused, “It’s been so long since I’ve used this; I don’t even know if it still works. I’ll take some pictures of Noia and Moon later.”
Leon kept his eyes on the camera tightly.
Well, there’s his perfect evidence of the “crime”!
The bunny girl pictures—along with the ones of them together—were still in there, and he never had the time to get them developed.
If he had those images, they’d be his secret weapon against the Mother Dragon;
But if they fell into her hands, it would be enough evidence to sentence him to d*ath!
No way.
His vacation just began.
He absolutely couldn’t d*e on the first day!
Smack!
Leon snatched the camera from her grasp, clutching it to his chest.
Roswiser was taken aback. “What’s up?”
“Ah, I… I’ll take on the role of the vacation photographer; it’s my specialty!”
Roswiser raised an eyebrow, suspicious. “Aren’t you a dragon slayer? When did you become a professional photographer?”
“I’ve been snapping pics of my Master’s donkey since I was little—”
“Alright, alright, go ahead and snap away. But do you even know how to use it?”
Leon nodded vigorously. “Yep, totally.”
Of course he knew how to use it!
Otherwise, how could he have pulled off that bunny girl photo sh**t in the first place?
“That’s good! Let’s go, walk around, take some pictures. There’s an outdoor barbecue and fireworks tonight, too!”
With that, Roswiser exited the room.
Leon silently schemed about how to handle those bunny girl photos.
If he deleted them, he’d have nothing to threaten the Mother Dragon with once the vacation ended;
But if he kept them, before getting them developed, it would surely lead to him meeting his “end.”
After mulling it over, Leon concluded that he must get those bunny girl photos developed ASAP.
Hopefully, there’s a photo shop around here, he thought as he slung the camera around his neck and stepped out of the room.
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