132 Look at This
Who knew the Dragon Pattern could be used like this?
The next day during breakfast, Moon finished her meal and excitedly hopped off her chair, heading to the backyard training ground to practice while waiting for Leon, gearing up for today’s magic lesson.
Leon and Roswiser were almost done with their meal too.
Roswiser had little appetite; she rested her head lazily on one hand while twirling a fork in the other, poking at the bread on her plate as if it owed her money.
With her eyes half-closed, the queen spoke slowly, “Last night I…”
At the mention of “last night,” Leon instantly froze, glancing nervously at Roswiser.
Please don’t tell me she figured out my bedtime performance!
“I had a nightmare,” Roswiser said.
Dropping her fork, she locked eyes with Leon, her expression making it clear she wasn’t about to beat around the bush.
Looks like she really just had a nightmare.
Leon let out a silent sigh of relief. “What kind of nightmare?”
“I dreamt…”
Roswiser took a deep breath, as if simply saying the content of the nightmare required more courage than fighting a dragon,
“I turned into a human, and I even… even praised the greatness of humans… Oh, Dragon God, that was just terrifying.”
Leon’s eyes rolled as he thought, my bedtime story plan probably didn’t work on the second kid, but it seems to have made a huge impact on you!
At first, Leon was worried about his poetry recital skills, thinking he might not have the knack for it;
But if it could give the Mother Dragon nightmares, then it’s definitely good poetry!
In that case, he must keep at it and infuse the second kid with all the human culture he can, the baby will surely love it!
(Second kid: Dad, since I’m calling you “dad,” please stop! Once is enough for this awkwardness, not twice!)
But since last night’s event went undetected, Leon wasn’t planning to comment on Roswiser’s “nightmare” either.
The more you say, the more mistakes you make.
He lowered his head, continuing to finish his meal.
Not seeing any interest from Leon to discuss the topic further, Roswiser turned to him and asked, “What are you planning to teach Moon today?”
Leon’s mind raced. “Basic fire magic.”
He definitely didn’t want to endure another eggplant feast because he neglected to teach his daughter fire magic again.
Besides, initially just teaching her lightning magic was partly out of spite toward Roswiser.
But Leon wasn’t really a childish brat.
His precious daughter had a rare dual awakening; it couldn’t go to waste!
So, it had to be dual-threaded learning.
Roswiser nodded, “Just teach her how to control the fire element’s shape. As for Dragon Flame, I’ll handle that in a couple of days.”
Dragon Flame was basically a skill exclusive to the Dragon Race; even if other races figured out how to release it, it wouldn’t do them any good.
“Okay, sounds good.” Leon replied as he put down his fork and stood up. “I’m off to find Moon.”
Roswiser withdrew her gaze, looking down at the bread and hesitating, she tried taking a small bite.
The feeling of nausea hit her immediately.
She wrinkled her lovely brows and quickly took a sip of water to suppress it.
“Phew… this is really tough. Monthly fee group 6493135”
Leaning back in her chair, she touched her still quite flat belly, “Baby, mommy is going through a lot for you—”
She glanced at the ceiling, intending to say, “You’d better appreciate mommy once you’re born.”
But then she realized that was eight months away; too early to talk about it.
So, on the tip of her tongue, she changed it to, “Let’s just offload some of this misery onto dad a bit. I’m sure he won’t mind.”
Misery may not disappear into thin air;
But it can certainly be transferred from one person to another, right, my dear captive~
……
Once she awakened her elemental abilities, Moon’s daily schedule involved learning magic with her dad in the morning and soaking in the library in the afternoon to solidify her foundational knowledge.
After all, talent alone isn’t enough; continuous study and learning are required to make progress.
Every afternoon, after teaching Moon enough content, Leon would take some time to check on his magical power situation.
He quietly slipped into the library restroom, locked the door behind him, and then approached the mirror, pulling open his shirt to reveal the silver Dragon Pattern.
Ever since discovering the true cause of his magical depletion, Leon had taken some remedial measures.
He looked at the Dragon Pattern on his chest, feeling the flow of magical energy within, and muttered,
“It seems the remedial measures are starting to take effect. If I keep this up, by Noia’s winter break, I should be able to accumulate a decent amount of magical power.”
Leon’s remedial plan wasn’t complicated.
Previously, while researching the cause of his magical depletion, he discovered that some “thing” in his body would siphon away his magical power as he concentrated it.
And that “thing’s” little buddy, or rather, “minion,” was the Dragon Pattern.
The two had a 20-80 split, but they didn’t interfere with each other.
So Leon decided to tackle this.
Since the magical power in the Dragon Pattern wouldn’t be stolen by that “thing,” he would simply store some of his magical energy in the Dragon Pattern.
In simpler terms, the Dragon Pattern had now become Leon’s magical power bank, where he could deposit and withdraw energy at will.
To be honest, even Roswiser probably didn’t realize the Dragon Pattern had this function.
By sheer luck, Leon stumbled upon it.
And it was proving that his improvised remedy was remarkably effective.
Leon spent a few hours each night condensing magical energy.
A small portion went into the Dragon Pattern, while another portion had to be forcibly offered to its mysterious “big brother.”
Though this method slowed the storage of magical power somewhat, it’s still much better than having nothing left.
Actually, a few days ago, Leon was a bit worried about his remedial measure.
What if storing magical power in the Dragon Pattern meant it would be taken during homework time?
After all, the essence of homework is “transferring a piece of one’s body into another’s,” right? Would the magical energy transfer along with it?
If yes, then how much would be transferred?
What if all the magical power Leon worked hard to accumulate for half a month gets handed over to Roswiser in one homework session? That would be a massive loss.
However, after confirming the existence of their second child and diving into some “post-pregnancy knowledge,” he realized that engaging in marital duties during pregnancy was inadvisable.
This finally gave Leon a legitimate excuse to skip homework!
Mother Dragon, for the sake of the baby, could you just hold off for eight months?
He tidied his clothes and casually left the restroom.
Time passed quickly during study hours, and at dinner, Moon excitedly shared with Roswiser everything she had learned that day.
Roswiser listened patiently, her face adorned with a proud “auntie smile.”
Leon didn’t interrupt the mother-daughter duo; he quietly finished his meal and returned to his room.
He had been coming back early lately, and he didn’t play evening games with Moon anymore.
With the urgency to store magical power, he could only set other things aside for now.
Once in his room, Leon sat cross-legged on the bed and began to condense magical energy.
As always, most of the energy was transferred to some undetectable part of his body, while a small portion was stored in the Dragon Pattern.
Leon adjusted his breathing, clearing his mind and focusing on his craft.
After an unknown amount of time, Leon opened his eyes, glancing at the clock on the wall.
“Whoa, it’s already past two in the morning.”
He immersed himself in any task he undertook, and concentrating on magical energy required extreme focus, so he lost track of time.
But Leon didn’t feel tired at all.
He looked at the stack of books on pregnancy precautions on his nightstand, a thought popping up,
“Second kid plan, activate!”
He had promised to continuously infuse the second baby with human culture; how could he let it drop off the next day?
Leon had “prepped” tonight’s “program” in secret, so the baby would be satisfied!
He organized his tools for bedtime stories, moved to the balcony, opened the balcony door, then snuck into Roswiser’s bedroom, closing the door behind him.
With the moonlight faintly illuminating the room, he tiptoed over to Roswiser’s bedside.
However, when he tried to check if Roswiser was already asleep, he was surprised to find that the Mother Dragon was nowhere to be seen!
Leon’s heart skipped a beat; he quickly reached under the blanket to check.
The bedding still had warmth, indicating Roswiser had just stepped out not long ago.
But the restroom light was not on, meaning she hadn’t gotten up for a bathroom break.
As his brain raced, Leon heard a click from the door, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps…
Leon’s eyes widened slightly as he fixed his gaze on the bedroom door,
“Oh no.”
