Chapter 6: You Understood Again
Although Little Light was born later than his two older sisters, he hasn’t seen any fewer good shows than they have.
What kind of couple would have a real-life free fight in front of a baby who is less than a month old?
When the couple fights, they really use all sorts of means.
Rosvitha knows that Leon’s waist is his weak spot, so she madly pokes his kidney with her tail tip.
Leon also knows that the dragon queen’s butt makes a loud noise when slapped, so he targets her round dragon rump with every move.
In the end, the silver dragon queen used her racial advantage (a flexible and long tail) to successfully subdue General Leon.
With her long legs wrapped around this scoundrel man’s neck and her tail coiled around his waist—she executed a very standard scissors lock.
The position might not be very elegant, but it is certainly effective.
Leon, lying between the legs of this evil dragon, smells the freshly applied sunscreen mixed with a faint salty fishy scent drifting into his nostrils.
Hmm, the smell of the sea.
“Admit defeat?” Rosvitha held his face in her hands, making him lift his head to look at her.
Leon’s shoulders were forced to carry her legs, his mouth sandwiched between her soft thighs into an “O” shape, yet his response was, “Not admitting defeat! I, Casmode, have never said ‘defeat’ in my life. Little mischievous dragon, do you think a scissor-leg move can make me admit defeat to you? Ridiculous!”
“Dragon~ Mark~ Activate!”
“Alright, alright, alright, I surrender~”
He patted Rosvitha’s thigh, a gesture that in various fighting competitions signifies conceding.
Rosvitha snorted coldly before releasing Leon.
Leon stood up, rubbing his face that had been mistreated by her thighs, still warm from their touch and carrying a faint scent of sunscreen.
He wiped his face haphazardly, trying to remove the sticky sunscreen.
“Why wipe it off? It’s for sun protection,” Rosvitha said.
“A walnut that got smashed can’t fix your brain, and sunscreen applied on your thighs can’t block the sunlight,” Leon retorted.
“Oh, such rhyming skills. Your thesis must have received high marks when you graduated from the Dragon Slayer Academy, right?”
Leon clapped his hands, then lay back on his beach chair, picking up Little Light, “Of course, and my thesis topic was very innovative too.”
“What was your topic?”
“‘How to Handle a Female Dragon Who Insists on Becoming Your Wife’.”
Rosvitha rolled her eyes speechlessly, knowing he was spouting nonsense again.
If anyone else spoke to her, the Silver Dragon Queen, so irreverently, she wouldn’t even spare them a glance.
However, she didn’t mind spending time and words chatting with Leon about these ridiculous things.
Why, you ask?
Well, the lifespan of dragons is so long that they need to waste some of it somehow; otherwise, they would just be idle.
It’s not because this scoundrel holds any special place in her heart.
“Me? Insisting on becoming your wife? What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Ah, women, always so stubborn,” Leon sighed, shaking his head as he teased Little Light.
Rosvitha glanced at him, “Hmph, childish.”
After their playful bickering ended, the couple began to enjoy the seaside tranquility.
The mildly salty, refreshing sea breeze blew away their accumulated fatigue and stress; Gazing at the vast, boundless ocean, their worries and troubles seemed to become insignificant.
“Speaking of which, human territories should be far from the sea, right?”
Leon nodded, “I’ve only seen the sea once since childhood, and that was during a military campaign. I didn’t get the chance to really appreciate it.”
On this continent filled with magic and miracles, various races coexisted. Besides the ongoing conflicts between humans and dragons over limited resources, many other races waged similar wars in different parts of the land.
Each race had its own advantages and resources.
For example, humans had abundant land resources and large territories suitable for agriculture and animal husbandry.
They could also significantly increase their population, producing super-rare individuals like General Leon—plenty of land meant they could never fill it, no matter how many were born.
However, in the empire’s central region, having more than two children per family resulted in fines.
Don’t ask why; it’s just “policy from above.”
The dragon race, on the other hand, had less abundant land resources and relatively smaller territories, but their advantage lay in diversity.
Sea resources, rugged mountain forests, and sky cities—the dragons possessed all three environments, leading to various dragon subspecies excelling in different fields.
Naturally, this rich environment also meant dragons had more vacation options compared to humans and other races.
Rosvitha slowly raised her slender, graceful arm and pointed toward the distant ocean, “Beyond this sea lies the territory of the Sea Dragon Clan.”
Leon raised an eyebrow. “So, are we throwing a party right in front of someone else’s house?”
Rosvitha shook her head with a smile.
“No, they are very far away from here. Moreover, the Sea Dragon Clan is quite different from most other dragon clans. They are not combative at all; you could even say they are a bit… soft. Have you ever encountered them before?”
“No,” Leon replied honestly. After a pause, he added, “Actually, this is the first time I’ve heard of such a clan. They weren’t even mentioned in our textbooks.”
“Is that so… Maybe it’s because they are very low-profile. For thousands of years, they’ve never caused any trouble,” Rosvitha said slowly.
“Especially around thirty years ago, for some reason, dragons from various public areas, like Sky City and St. Hys Academy, started seeing them less and less.”
Leon felt a slight stir in his mind. “Were they attacked by another race?”
“Not sure. The living environment of the Sea Dragon Clan is quite special. Generally, other dragons can’t even reach their true domain, so their current situation is largely unknown.”
“Their true domain? What do you mean?” Leon asked.
Rosvitha sat up from her beach chair, patiently explaining to her captive student. “In your understanding, are all dragon forms the same?”
Leon nodded. “Four legs, a pair of wings, a tail, and a very smooth dragon head to chop off.”
Rosvitha rolled her eyes at him in exasperation. Leon grinned. “Go on, go on.”
“You are correct; almost all dragon forms are like that. However, the Sea Dragon Clan is a very special branch.”
Leon listened attentively as Rosvitha continued, “Sea dragons have adapted uniquely to their environment. They don’t have wings and their bodies are more streamlined, resembling aquatic creatures. They live deep underwater, in places where other dragons cannot survive without specific adaptations. That’s why we know so little about them and why they seem to have disappeared from common dragon territories.”
Leon absorbed this information with interest. “So, they are like the marine version of dragons, adapted to the depths of the ocean?”
“Exactly,” Rosvitha confirmed.
“Their true kingdom is beneath the sea, in areas inaccessible to most other dragons. This has kept them secluded and relatively unknown to the broader dragon and human societies.”
Leon nodded thoughtfully, considering the vast diversity within the dragon race and the hidden complexities of their world.
Rosvitha said, “Their dragon form is more like a giant python but still retains dragon horns and a dragon tail.”
“Moreover, aside from their different appearance, the Sea Dragon Clan has a unique physiological structure. They possess organs that allow them to breathe underwater, enabling them to stay submerged for long periods.”
“Using this advantage, they built their true empire beneath a specific part of the ocean—Atlantis.”
Leon repeated the unfamiliar name, “Atlantis…”
“Yes, in Atlantis, almost no war can affect them. It’s a true paradise.”
Rosvitha sighed. “So, I think their sudden low profile isn’t due to some external invasion.”
Leon processed this new and unheard information, then exhaled slowly. “It seems I still know too little about your dragon clan.”
Rosvitha smiled and shrugged. “You’re still young. You’ve been to too few places and experienced too little. The history of the dragon clan is very long, very long indeed.”
Leon scoffed and continued playing with Little Light. “But I’m not very interested in other dragon clans. Just trying to figure out what you, Melkvi, think every day is exhausting enough; I have no time to care about others.”
Rosvitha blinked her beautiful silver eyes and said meaningfully, “Oh~~ I understand.”
“You understand again? What do you understand?”
The silver-haired beauty slowly turned to look at him, squinting with a smile. “Your eyes see only me, isn’t that right?”
“Female dragon, I’ll gouge out my own eyes tomorrow to prove my innocence!”
