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Book 1: Chapter 1

In the dim and damp dungeon, User was tightly bound by enchanted chains, unable to move. His worn-out armour hung loosely on him, and the fresh red marks on his wrists signified his desperate struggles. But all efforts were in vain.

Three days ago, he led the Empire’s Dragon Slaying Army to the Silver Dragon Temple, determined to eliminate the evil dragon causing havoc. Unexpectedly, User fell victim to treachery. Not only was he stabbed in the back, but he also exposed the army’s location to the Silver Dragon Clan.

Without User’s leadership, the Dragon Slaying Army quickly fell into disarray and scattered in retreat. Meanwhile, User was captured alive by the Silver Dragon Clan and imprisoned in this dungeon.

For three days, User hadn’t had a drop of water and only wished for death. Rather than being tormented and humiliated by these evil dragons, he would prefer a quicker death. However, locked in enchanted chains, he could not even manage to take his own life.

In a daze, he heard a commotion nearby. It was the celebration feast of the dragon clan. User heard it from the jailer guarding him. It was a week-long celebration held to commemorate the defeat of him the Empire’s strongest dragon slayer, User.

What an excessively extravagant race, User thought.

But he had no mood or energy to criticise others now.

Tick-tock, tick-tock!

Drops of water leaked into the dungeon, falling one by one onto the chains. The monotonous, repetitive sound of dripping water, as if counting down the moments of User’s life.

After an unknown amount of time, the dungeon door opened.

"Unfortunately—"

"Heh, you’re about to die here~"

Click—

Rossweisse’s fingers abruptly scratched, adding another small wound to User’s face. Her fingertips had a bit of blood, but instead of hastily wiping it away, she leisurely brought them to her lips, using her tongue to lick User’s blood clean gently.

User slowly lifted his head, gazing at Rossweisse’s triumphant smile and then glancing at the traces of blood at the corner of her mouth. Suddenly, a vengeful thought popped into his mind.

User recalled a magic he had learned a long time ago.

"That kind of magic, usable only once in a lifetime, is known as the Blood Enchantment. And there’s no better time for its effect than now."

"Your Majesty…" User spoke with a raspy voice.

"Oh? Ready to plead for mercy? I won’t spare you easily, brave dragon slayer," She said.

This, undoubtedly, was a disgrace for him.

But to thoroughly make Rossweisse feel this humiliation, User forced himself to continue,

"So, now I can answer your earlier question. Yes, I have a child, and they are currently in your belly."

Seeing User’s triumphant expression after the successful retaliation, Rossweisse was both anxious and enraged.

How could she, the majestic Silver Dragon Queen, be played by this dying man?

For a moment, Rossweisse was uncertain about how to handle the situation. Anything she said or did at this moment seemed somewhat feeble and powerless. Just as she mocked User from a position of superiority earlier, now it was User’s turn to strike a blow to her heart.

"Your Majesty, I believe you can now clearly feel the changes in your body. At the same time, you understand that I have become the sole object for your future reproduction. This is the reproduction rule of your dragon race, isn’t it?"

User spoke eloquently. Just a few days ago, his Dragon Slayer army was in disarray, but now he seemed like a triumphant speaker.

"Now, my child is rooting and sprouting in your womb."

"If you plan to kill them directly after birth, that’s fine."

"But you should consider that by then, I, the first person to mate with you, will have been dead for ten months. You won’t be able to mate with anyone else."

"What did you just say? Queen, oh, you mentioned that my family might become extinct."

"Now, do you understand my feelings a bit?"

User’s words were cutting, each sentence like a dagger, ruthlessly stabbing into Rossweisse’s heart. However, despite the cutting words, User’s body was rapidly deteriorating. His consciousness began to blur, eyelids heavy as if carrying a thousand pounds. He could even feel his body temperature slowly slipping away. The end was approaching, but that was just how it was. User’s breathing became increasingly difficult, exhaling more than inhaling.

"Your Majesty probably wants to kill this scoundrel who has defiled your purity, right? Well, you don’t have to do it personally, Your Majesty… I…"

His lungs began to stop contracting, and after a few violent heartbeats, the heart gradually weakened.

"With these words, the Dragon Slayer, a hero of his generation, breathed his last."

The last piece of broken armour on his shoulder fell off, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

This sound echoed in the vast dungeon, repeatedly pounding on Rossweisse’s heart.

After a long silence, the Silver Dragon Queen slowly regained her composure. She raised her gaze, and in her vertical dragon pupils, a flame of undying determination ignited, and she murmured,

"You want to die? It’s not that easy."

"User, our child can’t be without a father."

Book 1: Chapter 2

Reflecting on the life of User, the Empire’s most formidable dragon slayer, it was indeed a brief yet illustrious journey—

Of course, there might be an amusing abstraction within the brilliance.

User bare-handedly vanquished a neighbour’s ferocious dog at age five, saving a young girl. This act caught the attention of a passing master dragon slayer, leading User to become his apprentice.

By age six, User’s remarkable bone structure marked him as a dragon-slaying prodigy. His master, in turn, introduced him to the challenging art of supposedly indestructible body techniques. User was recognised as a prodigy at ten and entered the Empire’s premier Dragon Slayer Academy.

What did User do between the ages of seven and nine?

He was laid up in the hospital. During the demonstration of the supposedly indestructible body technique, he got a bit carried away and ended up shattering his chest with a large stone.

They would have rerolled a new character two years after recovery if it were anyone else. Post-recovery, with his master’s careful rehabilitation, User’s body regained its former robustness. So, on User’s tenth birthday, his master sent him off to the Dragon Slayer Academy.

At that moment, User thought that leaving his master might not be bad. At least, the academy’s formal curriculum presumably lacked subjects like "Smashing a Stone Against Your Chest," right?

And thus, User graduated from the Dragon Slayer Academy at the youngest age and with the highest praise in history. At fifteen, he took up arms and entered the dragon-slaying battlefield. His team swept through enemies, achieving numerous victories and reclaiming lost territories for the empire.

User’s reputation spread throughout the empire. They hailed him as a dragon-slaying hero, a once-in-a-century prodigy, the empire’s only hope to lead them to victory and end the war. However, an orphan without background or support shouldn’t have such a deep public foundation. His status shouldn’t have ascended any further.

At the peak of User’s fame, the imperial family exiled him to the harshest dragon-slaying battlefield. And it was here, the battlefield against the Silver Dragon clan. The battle continued for several years, with countless casualties on both sides.

In the final battle, just as User was about to breach the Silver Dragon Temple, he was betrayed by someone and captured by Rossweisse. He didn’t know who that person was. And he probably wouldn’t have the chance to find out.

Fortunately, in the last moments before his death, User inflicted a quite "painful" cost upon the Empire’s greatest enemy, the Silver Dragon Queen.

As for the audacious and somewhat underhanded enchantment involving pregnancy magic, User had come across it in a worn-out ancient tome.

After reading it, he thought, how can such wicked and lustful magic continue to exist in the world? Let me execute justice!

He proceeded to burn the tattered tome.

User thought he would never have to use this trick, but unexpectedly, Rossweisse gave him a golden opportunity. If it were any other dragon slayer captured, they probably could only utter a few tough words before meeting their bitter end. At least User had the chance to disgust the Silver Dragon Queen. He considered it a victory in a certain sense.

Even though he eventually died, User believed that with his experiences, ascending to heaven shouldn’t be a problem. But as cool as it was, User still felt that what dominated most of his senses was—Tired.

Too tired.

His life, though short, was too exhausting. User also wished for a life of retiring from the military and becoming a farmer if possible. He might leave the empire, go to some remote town, buy a piece of farmland, and then marry a girl who might not be exceptionally beautiful but also not ugly. Finally, he would have a lovely daughter. Then he could spend his days milking cows and waiting for time to wither him away gradually. After all, milking cows was much safer than slaying dragons.

Being unable to live the ideal life was also a regret for User.

After all, regrets always run through the beginning and end of life. Therefore, it’s called life.

Buzz——

A buzzing sound resonated in User’s mind, directly interrupting his thoughts.

But…

In the mind?

Wasn’t he now left only with thoughts?

Why was there still this feeling of "in the mind"?

Before User could react, his "vision" was suddenly restored. Fragments of memories flashed before his eyes like a carousel.

His birth, his growth, his experiences at the Dragon-slaying Academy…

It was as if he was watching a movie until the final scene, frozen within the dungeons of the Silver Dragon clan.

Sunlight streamed in through the only window, casting him bound on an iron rack, locking eyes with the Silver Dragon Queen.

It was a gaze between the defeated and the victor, yet it resembled a fallen believer seeking forgiveness from a holy maiden.

The next moment, the scene shattered, a beam of light piercing through the once-void space like a sword.

User slowly opened his eyes, numerous senses and perceptions gradually awakening.

Body temperature, breath, heartbeat, pulse…

"I, I didn’t die, did I…"

User tried moving his fingers. Although somewhat numb and feeble, he could still move somewhat. He forced himself to sit up and discovered he was in a warm and luxurious room.

The room was predominantly pink, with walls adorned with drawings of the sun, clouds, and a few simplistic sketches of angels—

Though quite abstract, featuring a little figure with a halo above its head, accompanied by extremely rough wings. However, one could still vaguely recognise it as an angel.

Wait a moment.

An angel?

Could it be that his soul had finally arrived?

If true, he could finally lay down the burdens of honour and disgrace and reunite with the brothers who had fallen on the battlefield.

User regained some strength and got up from the bed. Dragging his weary and heavy body, he walked to the window and looked outside.

The sky was clear for miles, filled with the pleasant sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

"I’m in heaven for sure!" he exclaimed.

It seemed that his life had finally come to a perfect end.

After all, User felt that his brief life was quite astonishing. Never mind, it didn’t matter.

In any case, going to heaven after death was a good thing.

"Hey, you’re awake!" came a childish voice from behind.

A tender and childish voice came from behind. User turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. He discovered a cute little girl whose voice matched the adorableness.

The little girl appeared to be only three or four years old, with a delightful appearance. Her cheeks had a hint of baby fat, and the features already hinted at her potential beauty.

In terms of appearance, she fits User’s preconceived image of a "little angel." However, her hair colour was somewhat unusual. Predominantly black, with some silver highlights. The combination of silver and black wasn’t unpleasant, but it seemed a bit awkward on a little girl.

It’s not like you can hire child labour in heaven to be angels, but why go so far as to dress this little girl in a non-mainstream style? He thought.

User internally complained as he slowly walked up to the little girl, crouched down, and asked,

"Hello there, what’s your name?"

"Muen," the little girl answered earnestly.

"What a lovely name! It means ‘moon.’ Who gave you such a beautiful name?"

"My mom did," she replied.

User was momentarily stunned.

No offence intended, but did these angels also have mothers…

He thought God directly moulded her.

"I’m User" he introduced himself courteously.

"Yeah, I know your name. It sounds like ‘lion,'" She responded.

"Who told you that?"

"My mom said so," She replied.

User suddenly had a bad feeling. He slowly stood up, looking at Muen with a somewhat terrified expression. "May I ask who your mother is…"

"It’s Rossweisse," She replied.

Muen approached, hugged User’s legs, lifted his head, and excitedly said,

"Dad, you finally woke up!"

Perhaps, his brilliant yet brief life was neither a period nor an exclamation mark. Instead, it was an ellipsis, indicating an unfinished story.

Book 1: Chapter 3

User was unsure what expression to use when facing this little girl clinging to his thigh and calling him "Daddy."

He really wanted to say, "Sweetheart, how can you casually call someone ‘Daddy’ anywhere?"

Could it be that she had got the wrong person?

After User slightly calmed his emotions, he squatted down again, holding onto Muen’s slender little arm, and asked,

"Little one, I just woke up and knew nothing. Is it possible that you’ve mistaken me for someone else?"

Muen shook her little head, and the tuft of hair swayed along, "No, Mom comes here every day to see if Daddy has woken up."

Without waiting for User to ask anything further, Muen took User’s hand and pulled him towards the door.

"Let’s go find Mom quickly! She’ll be so happy when she sees you awake!" Muen said.

User grinned and was shocked. Ten minutes left, and his nemesis, who hadn’t developed feelings but had already cultivated a child, was about to visit him. He looked at the big bed in the room and pondered for a moment, thinking, should he continue playing dead?

User decided to go for it and, in one swift move, flopped onto the bed like a carp diving into the water.

He was well aware of what he had done to Rossweisse in the past. This dragoness should harbour a deep hatred for him. The reason she didn’t kill him when he was unconscious must be that she was waiting for him to wake up, planning to torture him slowly.

User wouldn’t let her have her way. If playing dead revealed his intentions, he would directly confront Rossweisse.

Rossweisse was seen taking off her high heels. The high heels landed on the floor, making a crisp sound. Next came the rustling sound of fabric against the bedsheet. It made the listener’s heart itch.

A subtle fragrance wafted from beside him the next second, gently brushing against User’s face. This fragrance was familiar to User. It was the last scent he had smelled before losing consciousness in the prison cell. Although the smell of alcohol masked Rossweisse’s natural scent at that time, User could still faintly perceive it.

Why was this dragoness getting so close?

To kill in silence?

Heh, little wicked dragon, quite considerate. If there was too much noise, it was easy for Muen to hear. If a child saw such a bloody scene, it would cause significant psychological trauma.

User didn’t make rash moves. He waited to see what the dragoness intended to do. Rossweisse slowly extended her index finger and thumb, reaching towards User’s mouth and nose.

Then—

She gently pinched his nose.

"Oh, forgot about the mouth."

Saying that the queen extended her other hand, covering User’s mouth. However, this was not an attempt to suffocate User to death. He could clearly feel that Rossweisse was deliberately controlling the pressure. She simply wanted to hinder his breathing.

If she wanted him to suffocate, she would have just strangled him.

It seemed that Rossweisse was testing whether he had awakened. User struggled to hold his breath. As long as he endured this, he planned to find a way to escape once Rossweisse left.

Seconds turned into minutes. Rossweisse was patient, kneeling beside User, covering his mouth and nose.

User, determined, managed to hold his breath without showing any signs of distress.

"Roar~ You can hold your breath so well."

Rossweisse said with a playful tone.

User secretly felt proud, but to his surprise, the next second brought a warm sensation to his ears.

Rossweisse leaned forward, resting by User’s ear, gently blowing warm air onto it. The warm air gently entered User’s ear, then slipped under his collar along his skin. Tingling and tickling made him feel a bit restless.

At the same time, the warm air carried a faint fragrance from Rossweisse’s mouth.

User thought,

You… you’re using this as a test, officer?

Which officer can’t withstand such a test?

Hahaha

Childish dragoness!

However, this was not the extent of Rossweisse’s tactics. Seeing that blowing air had no effect, she opened her mouth slightly, carefully biting User’s earlobe.

There was some mild pain, but more than that, it was the physical stimulation from a woman. User tightly clenched his fist on the other side.

But now, the clenched fist wasn’t prepared for an imminent counterattack. It was suppressing his primal instincts.

User thought, little wicked dragon, do you think these tricks can confuse the top dragon slayer of my empire?

Hahaha

Double Childish!

"Hey, don’t pretend. It’s already standing."

"You’re talking nonsense! Where is it standing? I don’t feel—"

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Rossweisse knelt to the side, squinting and smiling at User, "See, it is standing."

A deathly silence lingered for two seconds. User, like a fish leaping out of the water, sprung up from the bed, fists raised, and spoke,

"Since you’ve found out, I have nothing to say. Come on, if you want to kill or mutilate me, it’s up to you, but I’ll resist."

Rossweisse adjusted her hair, ignoring User’s threat, "Don’t you want to say something else, like apologising for the invasion two years ago?"

"…Do you think I want to do that? Humans and dragons have different paths, irreconcilable. I wouldn’t even touch you if it were a normal situation."

Hearing this, Rossweisse raised an eyebrow, "So you mean touching me is a kind of torment for you?"

"Of course."

"Heh, User."

Rossweisse’s dragon pupils suddenly became cold and fierce, an obvious sign of a dragon’s impending attack.

User, despite being physically weak, would resist until the last moment. But just as User prepared to counterattack, Rossweisse’s tail suddenly wrapped around his ankle, tugging at it and causing him to stumble onto the bed.

User was about to get up again, but Rossweisse suddenly stood up, striding with her elegant legs, and one jade foot landed accurately on his chest.

“I’m seeking revenge, User. For what you did to me two years ago, I will repay it now!"

Book 1: Chapter 4

The dragon race’s concept of "revenge" had always puzzled human dragon scholars. User had heard something about it before. Their revenge was a non-human behaviour that combined "obsession," "extremism," "beyond the scope of human understanding," and so on.

So, no matter what the dragon race did in terms of revenge, User wouldn’t find it strange.

However, two years ago, to disgust her, he impregnated her with a single soul-stirring act. Two years later, was she planning to do the same thing to him?

Was his approach a bit too wild?

But there was no time to analyse Rossweisse’s revenge psychology for User in the current situation. Her silver tail behind her had already lifted high, a sign that the dragon race was entering an excited state.

Excitement didn’t just include the recent joy and happiness of Little Muen. Other behaviours could also indicate the excitement of the silver-haired dragon race.

For example… dual activities.

"Rossweisse, either kill me directly or give me a knife, and let’s have a real duel."

He would wholeheartedly accept if Rossweisse were to engage in a fair one-on-one duel with him as a dragon and human. Even though he knew he was no match for Rossweisse at the moment, he would fight to the last moment to defend the honour and dignity of the Dragon Slayer.

As for reality?

Indeed, it was currently a one-on-one duel between human and dragon, but the manner and setting of this duel were…

Rossweisse completely ignored User, her tail pressing on him, rendering him immobile.

User continued to try to awaken the few traces of knightly spirit in Rossweisse’s heart.

"Your Majesty… you can kill a Dragon Slayer, but you cannot humiliate one. Forcing me to do such things with you is the utmost insult!"

Seeing this, User continued to try to awaken the few traces of knightly spirit in Rossweisse’s heart.

Rossweisse closed her eyes slightly, a blush gradually climbing up her cheeks. She swayed her body slowly in rhythm with her breath.

"Since doing such things with the dragon race is an insult to you, the Dragon Slayer, two years ago, when you used the Blood Enchantment on me, you should have anticipated the consequences today."

"I don’t want to hear your explanations, User. Since you yourself admit it’s an insult to you, the Dragon Slayer, I am even more determined to complete this revenge."

Rossweisse extended her index finger, gently pressing it against User’s lips. She slowly opened her eyes, and in her vertically slit dragon pupils, there flicker ambiguity and tenderness.

User stared at her in a daze. Although Rossweisse’s eyes were filled with affection, User knew it was just an emotion triggered by the current situation.

The so-called "emotion" was nothing more than a biological instinctive response.

Rossweisse herself had said that this was humiliating User. This was seeking revenge against User.

"Then let us——"

She lowered the tone, and in an extremely gentle voice, there was a hint of triumph, "Begin."

User closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing his physiological reactions. But there was no way.

For a normal male, it was simply impossible. Moreover, when a living being encountered intense stimulation, the desire for a deeper step forward clashed wildly with User’s rationality as a Dragon Slayer in his mind.

The inherent reproductive instinct hidden in male animals clashed with the honour and pride of the Dragon Slayer…

They were like darkness and light. Once they collided, there was only destruction, with no possibility of coexistence.

At this moment, Rossweisse was already advancing further on her path of revenge. It was more accurate to say this was a carnival of humiliation rather than revenge.

The battlefield had changed from high mountain plateaus to a spacious, soft bed. No longer wielding knives and swords but rather holding onto different parts of each other’s bodies.

This insulted User, the strongest Dragon Slayer, but wasn’t it also an insult to herself? The crazed queen was even more enchanting than usual.

A round of fierce battle ended, and the two great races of humans and dragons, who had struggled against each other for centuries, now found themselves in a blissful paradise.

Rossweisse felt the warmth, tilting her head to look at the ceiling. Silver strands of hair cascade down, resembling the Milky Way in the sky. She laughed slightly sinisterly, "Look, great Dragon Slayer, are you feeling humiliated by the dragon you hate the most? Do you feel powerless? Hehe… Hahaha——"

User had just awakened from a two-year coma, and his body was already very weak.

Now, with such intense exertion, he felt his body on the verge of collapse.

He had already given up on the idea of having a decent conversation with Rossweisse, shouting,

"Kill me! Rossweisse, you’ve had your revenge. You can kill me now, right? Hurry up and do it!"

Two years ago, he thought there was no possibility of surviving, so he wanted to humiliate Rossweisse in the last moments of his life.

But he was saved by Rossweisse and subjected to her madness. For a proud human hero, it was almost worse than death.

Rossweisse also discarded the gentle facade, "Kill you? Hmph, the harm you caused me is not something a moment of tenderness can compensate for."

"I want you to live, User. I want you to live well."

The queen slowly bent down, getting close to User’s face, hair strands cascading down as she gently stroked his ear.

"You have to stay alive to continue being humiliated by me."

"I want you to live in this shame, great Dragon Slayer. Do you understand? A lifetime, all by me, harshly, humiliated!"

"You might be thinking, suicide when I’m not paying attention would solve everything."

"But unfortunately for you, even if you cut off your head, I will use all my resources to revive you."

"I want you to live, always under my feet, enduring my humiliation and retaliation."

"User, no one can kill you until I am satisfied, including yourself."

The silver dragon’s eyes no longer hold the warmth and haze they had just moments ago.

"I want to leave my mark on you."

"For dragons, this is the supreme glory. Countless powerful male dragon kings aspire to receive my mark."

"But only you, User, only you can receive it."

"Because for you, it has nothing to do with honour at all."

"It engraved on your body represents shame, represents you becoming my captive, represents that for the rest of your life, you can only be bound to me, unable to go anywhere."

Rossweisse slowly extended her right hand as she spoke, and a silver magic circle shimmered in her palm. She used her other hand to tear open User’s shirt.

"Rossweisse… Please, stop, don’t do this…"

"I will tell you what kind of end awaits those who offend me, Rossweisse!"

After about a few dozen seconds, Rossweisse withdrew her hand, beckoning with her fingers, and the mirror on the bedside flew into her palm.

She held the mirror in both hands, adjusting the angle to ensure User could see the mark on his chest. It was a silver flying dragon with wings with some elements resembling hearts.

"User… you will still be the great dragon slayer in their eyes?"

Rossweisse chuckled, dressed herself, and left the bed.

"I’m going to prepare some food for our daughter. Tonight… we continue."

Book 1: Chapter 5

The pride of the Dragon Slayer prohibited User from idly waiting. He must take action to avoid becoming a desiccated corpse drained by the mother dragon.

After a brief respite, User regained some strength. He rose from the bed and peered out of the window. He still remembered the route when they attacked the Silver Dragon Holy Temple two years ago, and in these two years, Rossweisse didn’t renovate her lair much. So, User could still sneak out using the route from his memory.

User was going to escape. Was he really going to wait in this dragon’s lair to be treated as StarFury by Rossweisse if he didn’t escape?

As for the dragon tattoo, Rossweisse just left on his chest, he can’t return to the empire as "User the Dragon Slayer."

This would be the shame of his life as a Dragon Slayer.

User must abandon everything from before – his reputation, status, income, and so on – and live entirely with a new identity.

Regardless, as long as he escaped, User made some preparations before officially escaping. He searched through the room.

If Rossweisse had been keeping him in this room during his two-year coma, there should be some nutritional potions or similar items here. User’s body was still very weak now, and without some stamina-boosting potions, he could not run far.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, User found a whole box of nutritional potions in the bedside table. Then he searched the room for anything edible.

Finally, before leaving, User considered leaving a sarcastic note for Rossweisse. But after some thought, he decided against it. If he were to be accidentally captured and Rossweisse got hold of that note, she would undoubtedly use it to make a big deal out of it and continue to humiliate User on an even larger scale.

As for that little dragon person named Muen…

Consider it as a divorce judgment in favour of the woman. User definitely could not take her with him when he escaped.

Even if User was willing, Muen probably would not agree, and there was a high probability that she might even betray User to Rossweisse. After all, no matter how he looked at it, the dragon features on that little one were still too obvious.

These two years being with Rossweisse, she would undoubtedly be more inclined towards Rossweisse. Regardless of the success or failure of the escape, attitude was crucial.

User packed the nutritional potions and food into a shoulder bag, then slipped out of the room wearing a hooded sweatshirt. He thought someone would be on guard, but no one was in sight in the corridor. This gave User a good opportunity to escape. He hugged the wall tightly, stopping at each corner to observe the situation on the other side.

User was very cautious. However, due to his unfamiliarity with the internal layout of the temple, he took several turns, delaying quite a bit of time before finally finding the right exit.

What surprised him even more was that there wasn’t a single guard at the temple entrance.

"How does the Silver Dragon Holy Temple have this aesthetic of massive layoffs…" he mumbled.

He considered leaving a sarcastic note for Rossweisse. User took several turns before finding the right exit, delaying quite a bit of time.

User swallowed hard, "Regardless, I’ll run first and figure it out later."

He looked around in all directions before briskly running down the temple stairs. He crossed the courtyard, heading straight for the side door.

User slipped into a thicket near the side door, secretly observing the situation outside. There were four dragon guards at the entrance of the side door. Escaping from here seemed impossible for User.

Darn it.

Was his escape plan going to end so quickly?

He thought,

Think of a solution, User.

Use your brain.

Consider what the old man, his master, would do in this situation. User hesitated. Never mind. It would be better not to think about it. Because that old man would surely choose the most primitive, most embarrassing method, crawling through a dog hole.

No, it was not a dog hole. It was much larger than a typical dog hole.

User straightened up, measured it, and found that this hole seemed tailor-made for him!

User’s eyes lit up, "Sometimes luck just can’t be stopped!"

He passed through the hole and successfully escaped the Silver Dragon Holy Temple.

Little did he know that Rossweisse on the temple rooftop observed every move he made.

Muen crouched on the railing, pointing at User’s distant figure. "Mom, look, Dad is running so fast! He’s really amazing!"

"Yeah, I saw. He’s quite impressive."

"But didn’t Dad suspect anything? He escaped so smoothly. It’s all because of you, Mom."

"He just wants freedom. What’s wrong with that? Besides, he just woke up. It’s normal for his head to be a bit fuzzy."

"Um… Mom, when are you going to bring Dad back?" Muen blinked her watery eyes.

User noticed that Muen had distinct dragon characteristics, that was for sure. But her bright eyes were more human-like.

Rossweisse slowly crouched down, raised her index finger, and gently sealed Muen’s lips. "When talking about Dad, we shouldn’t use words like ‘bring him back.’ It’s quite impolite."

Muen tilted her head, "Then what should we use?"

Rossweisse chuckled and then said with a serious expression, "Snatch him back."

With his strength depleted, User arrived at a riverbank late at night to replenish his energy. He started with a bottle of nutritional potion and enjoyed some biscuits. Then he crouched by the river, scooping water into his mouth with his hands, quenching his thirst.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, User sat in place, patiently waiting for his strength to recover. He looked across the river and beyond it, climbing two more mountains. He would be near the border of human territory.

Once there, his escape plan would be halfway successful. And now, with some relaxation, User couldn’t help but wonder why his escape had been so smooth.

From the moment he left that room, he had encountered almost no obstacles.

"If the guards are as lax as they are now, we wouldn’t have struggled so much two years ago."

What’s going on—

"Sshh—"

In the midst of his thoughts, there was a sudden sound of faint footsteps behind him.

User abruptly stood up, turning to look back warily.

There, a tall and slender figure emerged slowly from the darkness.

"You’re quite a runner, User," came a tone of disdain and a hint of mockery.

"Rossweisse…"

"Your daughter misses you. Let me take you back."

"I won’t go back with you!" User declared.

Rossweisse smiled lightly, completely stepping out of the shadows, and stood in front of User. Her posture was elegant, her expression languid, strongly contrasting with User’s tense demeanour.

She looked into User’s pitch-black eyes and said leisurely, "So, where do you want to go? Back to the Empire?"

With that, Rossweisse extended her hand and gently tapped User’s chest. "Don’t forget, Dragon Slayer, your chest already bears my mark. You can never return to the Empire as a Dragon Slayer again, understand?"

With a swift motion, User brushed away Rossweisse’s hand, took two steps back, and blurted out, "Then I’ll start a new life, live as an ordinary person. Anything is better than being tormented by you here."

"Tch, ignorant fool. I’ll grant your wish since you’re eager to go home."

What do you mean?

After a moment of silence, a resounding dragon roar pierced through the sky. Immediately after, a colossal silver dragon stood before User.

The massive dragon was covered in scales, with heavy dragon breath and majestic dragon eyes. Its enormous body was as tall as several stories.

This was the dragon form of the Silver Dragon Queen, Rossweisse. It was majestic, divine, and solemn. Just standing before her, User could feel the overwhelming pressure that left him breathless.

Rossweisse remained silent, opening her mouth slightly to reveal sharp teeth inching towards User. He seemed to realise something, forcing himself to stay calm, refraining from stepping back or making jokes. He patted the scales on Rossweisse’s back and asked, "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"To your long-awaited home—The Empire."

Book 1: Chapter 6

Well, flight speed was incredibly fast in dragon form. User laid on her back, feeling the rush of air past his ears. His weak body couldn’t handle such speed. Shortly after takeoff, he started to feel breathless. However, Rossweisse seemed to realize this. Just before User was about to faint, she cast a magical protective shield around him, making him feel a bit more comfortable.

"Heh… humans are truly frail," The silver dragon beneath him scornfully remarked.

Faced with Rossweisse’s contempt, User would usually retort, but given his current state, he had to refrain. After a slight improvement in his condition, User asked, "What do you want by taking me back to the Empire?"

"Didn’t you miss home? I’ll let you have a good look," Rossweisse replied.

User couldn’t shake the feeling that there was some ulterior motive behind Rossweisse’s words. But now, trapped in a desperate situation, he had no choice but to let Rossweisse take him back to the Empire.

In truth, User had a hunch about what Rossweisse wanted to do. It involved making him watch from afar, unable to return, which would be unbearable for someone who had left home.

User had mentally prepared himself for this humiliation. But if it meant catching a glimpse of his hometown after two years away, he was willing to endure it.

After entering human territory, Rossweisse activated invisibility magic and continued flying towards the empire. Despite her speed, it would still take over three hours to fly from the Silver Dragon Temple to the empire.

User had gathered information about Rossweisse, knowing she was focused on speed and agility. With any other dragon species, it would take even longer to fly. This reluctance to enter human territory was due to dragons rarely engaging in battles there despite easily bypassing border patrols. Therefore, over the years, conflicts between dragons and humans have mainly occurred along their borders.

Two years ago, User’s dragon-slaying squad was pressured into attacking the Silver Dragon Temple. It must be acknowledged that his team was truly remarkable, nearly reaching the heart of the temple.

However, at the final moment, User was betrayed by someone from within, becoming Rossweisse’s captive. User didn’t know who had stabbed him in the back, but if he ever managed to escape back to the empire, he swore to uncover the traitor. He would take the traitor to the empire’s matchmaking place, where the wealthy middle-aged ladies would give him a taste of the suffering User endured. Shaking his head, User cleared his thoughts and stopped dwelling on such matters.

Throughout the entire flight to the Empire, Rossweisse didn’t exchange a single word with him. Of course, he had no desire to engage in conversation with the mother dragon. If he had a sword in his hands right now, he would have already thrust it into her back.

It was the occupational hazard of a dragon slayer – seeing a dragon made them want to strike. There was no way around it.

About three hours later, they arrived at a high mountain outside the imperial city. Rossweisse reverted to her human form, her tail wrapped around User’s waist as they slowly descended onto the top of a giant tree.

With a thud and a creaking sound, Rossweisse tossed User onto the trunk, facing the distant empire, and raised her chin towards it.

"There, that’s your home," She said.

User climbed to his feet and looked ahead.

The empire’s lights were ablaze, and the royal tower, symbolizing the empire’s highest authority, stood tall in the city, majestic and imposing.

User couldn’t discern the specific details of the city below. But just being able to catch a glimpse from afar filled him with satisfaction. Returning home was instinctual for all beings, though humans called it homesickness.

So, Rossweisse wasn’t mocking User. She understood his longing for home. Hence, User slowly turned around, intending to ask Rossweisse about her intentions. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was too stunned to speak.

He watched as the Silver Dragon Queen shed her garments, leaving only two pieces of close-fitting underwear, her silver tail swaying behind her. She approached User with graceful steps, her smooth feet stepping confidently on the rough tree trunk as if unaffected by the texture.

User instinctively backed away, "You don’t mean to do it here, do you—"

"Swish—"

Rossweisse’s tail lunged unexpectedly. User tried to block, but Rossweisse swiftly tripped him with her tail. Then, she stood beside him, her feet planted firmly on either side of his ribs, using her tail to undo his belt skillfully.

"Rossweisse, I advise you not to go too far. I won’t let you manipulate me like when I just woke up!" User threatened.

But Rossweisse only smirked, running her hand over the dragon pattern on her chest. The silver dragon pattern now emitted a faint purple glow, suggestive and alluring. Clearly, it wasn’t a straightforward light.

"When two people marked with dragon patterns desire each other, the other’s pattern reacts. Itches heats up, becomes unbearable—"

Rossweisse slowly sat on User’s abdomen, "Humans truly are the most base creatures, completely unable to restrain their reproductive instincts, aren’t they, my dragon-slaying hero?"

Before User could respond, Rossweisse reached out and grasped his throat, not enough to hinder his breathing. She pushed his chin up, forcing him to look towards the distant empire.

At this moment, the empire appeared completely different in User’s eyes, like a bustling city hanging in the sky.

"Look at your hometown, User, look at it. I will, in front of it, make you lose your dignity once again," Rossweisse declared.

Rossweisse once again began her torment of User. As she had mentioned, even a trained dragon slayer could not control the reproductive instincts of living beings. Especially the males.

"Creak—creak—creak—"

With each tender movement, the branches emitted a rhythmic sound that grated on User’s nerves. The lights of the distant empire reflected in his pupils. But even such beautiful light couldn’t illuminate User’s eyes, which were gradually losing their luster.

"No blinking, User, look at your home properly."

"Yes, look~~ Mmm—look at it!"

"All your honor and dignity come from there, and everything you do is for that place."

"Hiss~—but now you tell me, what are we doing? Hmm!"

"Speak, User, what are we doing? What are we doing in the face of the empire you guard!"

When Rossweisse was deeply immersed in her emotions, she always seemed a bit out of control. It was unclear whether this was due to her inherent nature or the pleasure derived from the revenge of the dragon race.

User was utterly powerless to resist. The silver tail restrained his movements. Rossweisse was like a graceful but deadly snake, alluring and enchanting. She reveled in the joy of successful revenge, all the while stripping away what little dignity remained for User.

"See, User, you endure humiliation for your empire, being toyed with by me like a plaything."

"But what has your empire done for you in return?"

"Now, you can only endure this humiliation while watching the land you desperately defend. None of you can save each other."

"Do you want to preserve your last shred of dignity, great dragon slayer?"

"Then endure it, endure it, endure it, understand? Hahaha—"

"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak—"

The sounds of the branches continued to intensify as if they were about to snap. Rossweisse tilted her head back, and the light from the dragon pattern on her chest completely turned purple.

At that moment, she truly wished to snap the ribs of the man beneath her. For the dragon race, the expression of their excitement was manifested through such simple destruction and havoc. However, Rossweisse still maintained control.

For dragons, except during the first reproduction, when pregnancy was certain, they could take contraceptive measures within twenty-four hours afterward, with a success rate of 99.99 percent. She silently absorbed the lingering warmth of revenge, closed her eyes, and quietly used magic to eliminate any foreign entities in her body.

After a while, Rossweisse chuckled, "You failed, User. As the empire’s most renowned dragon slayer, you, right next to it, engaged in something illicit with an evil dragon king."

"How does it feel? Hmm!"

"Answer me, User!"

Answer?

How to answer?

User now felt like a puddle of mud. It might not even be as good as mud because at least mud wouldn’t want to be played with by a mother dragon.

"Your dignity and pride are nothing but remnants now, do you understand? From now on, you can only be my captive, tied to me like a pet, got it?"

"Shall we come here every month, User? What do you say?"

"This way, you can see your hometown every month."

She laughed in a twisted manner, her laughter bordering on madness.

"Rossweisse." The man’s deep voice interrupted the queen’s unrestrained laughter.

In his eyes, resembling dead water, there seemed to be something that hadn’t been extinguished.

"You can insult me, trample on me, even carve dragon patterns on me, playing with my dignity like trash, but—"

He suddenly erupted, gripping Rossweisse’s shoulders tightly like a furious lion with a gaze as intense as a diamond,

"You can never kill the conviction of a dragon slayer!"

"I will wait, I will patiently wait, for the opportunity to come."

"By then, I will repay you twofold for everything you’ve done to me!"

Rossweisse was surprised that this man actually had the will to resist him. But it was only a surprise. She reached out, pinching User’s neck and pushing him back,

"All right, I’ll wait for you, User. We—won’t rest until death!"

Book 1: Chapter 7

After exchanging harsh words, both of them stopped provoking each other. Rossweisse walked to the side, picked up her long skirt, and casually put it on. User also straightened his clothing.

With everything in order, Rossweisse turned around, stood beside User, and then unceremoniously wrapped her tail around his waist, lifting him entirely. Before User could say anything, Rossweisse spread her dragon wings, leaped down from the top of the giant tree, and gracefully landed on the ground.

After landing, she casually tossed User aside and walked towards the other end of the forest. "Let’s go."

User got up and glanced at the deep forest ahead. From the outskirts of the empire to the Silver Dragon Temple, even the Silver Dragon Queen, known for her speed, would need at least three hours to fly.

With such a long distance, she wouldn’t be thinking of walking back with User on foot, would she?

After taking a few steps and noticing User was slow to follow, Rossweisse stopped and turned around, "Hurry up, our daughter is waiting for us at home." She said it casually.

As if the empire and the Silver Dragon Temple were just next-door neighbors. If they were indeed walking back to the Silver Dragon Temple, by the time they saw Muen, the young dragon, again, she might have already transformed into a fully grown female dragon.

User didn’t say anything. He just silently followed, dragging his weary body. Since the queen wanted to indulge in the romance of walking, User decided to accompany her. He followed at a certain distance behind Rossweisse.

User had clearly overestimated his current state. Having just awakened from a two-year coma and then being vigorously drained by this mother dragon, he should have been enjoying a wise man’s time, and a post-activity cigarette found himself wandering through this cursed forest with Rossweisse.

Not even half an hour had passed, and User was sweating profusely, panting heavily. He walked to a tree, supporting himself with one hand against the trunk, hoping to catch his breath.

Rossweisse stopped and turned to look at User. "Can’t go any further?"

User lifted his head, glanced at her, and stubbornly said, "I can still walk."

Rossweisse smiled faintly, "If you can’t walk, you can tell me. I’m not some heartless person." User was slightly shocked by her words.

The tone in Rossweisse’s words contained a hint of gloating and sarcasm. User’s mind stirred slightly, and he immediately understood why Rossweisse suggested walking back. It turned out she wanted User to beg for mercy.

In the current situation, all the chips were in Rossweisse’s hands. The distance to the temple was still quite far, and it was clear that walking back on foot was not a feasible option. However, Rossweisse could transform into a dragon and fly back at any time. While User had the empire behind him, he had no way to escape Rossweisse’s watchful eyes. Even if he managed to run a few meters, she would catch him. So, after humiliating User’s dignity, Rossweisse seemed to have another plan to torment his body slowly.

Thinking of this, User couldn’t help but grip the dry tree trunk. He gritted his teeth and replied, "I said I’m not tired. Let’s keep walking."

"Hmph, only your mouth is tough from head to toe."

User walked up, brushed past Rossweisse, looked ahead, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, besides my mouth, my bones are pretty tough, too. Want to see me beg you? Not possible."

He took a step and continued walking forward. Rossweisse snorted coldly and followed.

Anyway, with her energetic dragon form against an extremely weakened human, there was no suspense in the outcome. She wanted to see just how tough this great dragon slayer’s mouth really was. The two walked for another ten minutes or so when suddenly they heard a commotion not far away.

Looking towards the source of the sound, they saw a flickering firelight as if someone was camping. The firelight was the bonfire they had lit to ward off some of the wild animals in the forest.

User’s pitch-black pupils reflected the bonfire, a semblance of hope. He opened his mouth, wanting to shout for help, as this might be his only chance to communicate his situation to the outside world. But as the words reached his lips, User swallowed them back. He glanced sideways at Rossweisse. If he were to call for help from that group of people now, Rossweisse would undoubtedly kill them without hesitation. That would be no different from User causing harm to them.

Realizing this, though deeply regretful, User still turned around and left. However, before taking a few steps, a warm voice was heard from the campfire. As the voice fell silent, rustling sounds emerged, as if the group of people were coming through the bushes.

Rossweisse immediately became alert, gathering magical energy in her hands. Seeing this, User hurriedly approached and restrained Rossweisse’s wrist.

The scalding magical energy burned User’s hand, but he paid no attention. User stood in front of Rossweisse, shielding her tail. The people from the campfire approached, keeping a bit of distance.

"Are you two lost?" A young man asked.

"Oh no, we’re just… um… strolling."

"This forest is not a good place for a casual stroll, sir. There are many dangerous creatures and beasts. How about spending the night at our camp? Tomorrow, we can escort you down the mountain."

After a pause, the young man, perhaps fearing that User might think he’s a bad person, voluntarily disclosed his identity, "Oh, by the way, I’m Walker, the captain of the Imperial Dragon Slayer Corps, 47th Squad."

The moonlight was elusive, and the trees in the mountains were dense. Plus, they were at a certain distance so that they couldn’t see each other’s faces clearly.

Otherwise, as a member of the Dragon Slayer Corps, Walker would not fail to recognize User.

A golden opportunity lay before them. If User were to shout now, "Help me quickly," this well-trained Dragon Slayer squad would immediately realize the problem. However, the cost would be that they might all be annihilated by Rossweisse.

Even if someone were fortunate enough to escape and report User’s situation back to the capital, the cost of casualties would be too high.

User would absolutely not do such a thing. User pursed his lips and suddenly embraced Rossweisse’s waist. This action startled the queen, and even the magical energy in her hands dissipated unconsciously.

"Thank you for the kind offer, Dragon Slayers. My wife and I have undergone some training, and we can take care of ourselves. We’re just here to wander around. We’ll be heading down the mountain shortly."

Hearing User’s words, Captain Walker no longer insisted, "Alright. Oh, by the way, take this as a gift."

Walker walked up and handed them a signal flare, saying, "If you really encounter danger, fire this signal flare into the sky, and we’ll come immediately."

User took it, nodding in gratitude, "Thank you."

"Not at all—Hmm? Sir, you look somewhat familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?" As they got closer, Walker also got a clearer look at User’s face.

User hesitated for a moment, then smiled and rejected, "Oh, young man, I just have a common face. When my wife pursued me back in the day, she was drawn to this face of mine."

Rossweisse: …

Walker smiled, "Alright, I won’t disturb you two any longer."

With that, Walker and his team departed. Once they were far away, User also breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Rossweisse immediately pushed User away with her tail and teased, "I didn’t expect you to spin such elaborate lies. ‘She pursued me,’ really! It’s absurd."

User glared at her but didn’t say anything, tacitly admitting.

"You’re quite clever, User. No calls for help, no impulsiveness. Besides being stubborn, I haven’t found any other flaws in you yet."

"I didn’t want to be your husband either."

User pocketed the signal flare, then glanced down at his hand, which had been scorched by Rossweisse’s magic moments ago. It stung a bit, but it wasn’t a big issue.

Rossweisse raised her eyebrows, noticing User’s movements and his injured hand. User continued walking forward, ignoring Rossweisse.

Rossweisse smiled indifferently and followed along. They continued walking and didn’t encounter any other dragon-slaying teams. However, User’s body couldn’t hold up in the end. His vision darkened, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Rossweisse turned around, walked to his side, half crouched down, gently lifted his chin, and looked at his tired and pale face, smiling as she asked,

"You finally can’t walk anymore, User. Beg me, beg me, and I’ll take you back to rest."

"I don’t understand what you’re saying…"

"Heh, don’t you want to lie on a soft big bed, eat the supper prepared by the maids for you, and take a comfortable hot bath before sleep? Just ask me once, and three hours later, we’ll be home."

User slowly closed his eyes, using the last bit of strength to say, "If you have the guts, just leave me here to feed the wolves."

Having said that, he completely fell unconscious.

The next moment, a storm erupted around User, leaves swirling and the earth trembling. A silver dragon picked up User, tossing him onto its back. Then, flapping its dragon wings, it soared into the deep night sky.

Book 1: Chapter 8

User slowly opened his eyes.

Before he was—

Um!

Before he laid a pair of eyes, pale blue pupils, clear and moist, with long fluttering eyelashes, incredibly adorable.

"Daddy, you’re awake!"

Little Muen sat in a standard duck pose at User’s pillow, patiently waiting for him to wake up. Upon seeing User open his eyes, her young face was filled with unrestrained joy.

The tuft of hair on her head and the tail behind her were gently swaying with excitement. User was slightly more awake, attempting to sit up. Seeing the situation, Muen immediately steps forward, supporting User’s arm and helping him lean against the headboard.

Just as he was about to express his gratitude, User felt a slight pain in his hand.

He looked down and saw that his right hand was wrapped in a bandage. This was from last night when he and Rossweisse encountered a group of dragon slayers in the forest. He stepped forward to stop Rossweisse and ended up with a wound from her magical energy.

Was it already bandaged now?

"I wrapped Daddy’s hand! It was me!"

Seeing User staring at the bandage on his right hand, Little Muen could not wait to take credit. She proudly puffed out her chest, and her little tail behind her wagged even higher.

User wore a tired smile, reaching up to ruffle Muen’s head. "Yeah, Muen, you’re amazing."

Being petted by User made Muen even happier. Like a little cat, she actively rubbed against User’s large palm. Muen squinted and smiled, seemingly enjoying the sensation. She harbored no hostility towards User. He was unquestionably a father figure to her. So, even with clear dragon features on her, User could not muster any hostile thoughts towards her, let alone the kind of aversion that came with irreconcilable differences. She was still an incredibly adorable little dragon girl.

Judging by beauty and cuteness in terms of appearance, dragon offspring indeed had some advantages over humans. They grew faster and matured earlier, and their physical and visual changes happened much earlier compared to humans.

At this thought, User couldn’t help but ponder a question,

How did Rossweisse, the vengeful and grumpy mother dragon with a deep grudge, manage to give birth to such a cute and gentle daughter?

Although, in terms of appearance, dragon offspring had innate advantages, in terms of personality, they typically exhibit the fierceness and dominance of dragons from a young age.

User had read many papers by dragon scholars, and they all agreed that a dragon’s life was spent in violence and bloodshed, including during their early years. But looking at Muen, she seemed completely disconnected from violence.

Could it be because of her mixed human-dragon heritage? User pondered, and before long, the door swung open.

Without even a knock, there was no need to guess—it was definitely that crazy, grumpy mother dragon.

User immediately withdrew his hand from Muen’s head and leaned back against the headboard. The sound of high heels tapping on the floor slowly approached.

Rossweisse, in her usual attire, strode into the bedroom. Her silver hair, usually carefully styled, hung casually behind her like a silver cape.

Her makeup was lighter, but without a doubt, even without deliberate dressing up, Rossweisse remained a top-class beauty. The silver dragon’s eyes no longer hold the hostility and fierceness from last night, leaving only the lazy grace befitting a queen.

"Good morning, Mother," Muen jumped down from the bed, greeting Rossweisse.

"Good morning, Muen. How long has Daddy been awake?"

"He just woke up. I followed Mother’s instructions and bandaged his wound before he woke up."

Rossweisse nodded approvingly, "Well done, Muen."

The little dragon girl’s eyes light up, "Thank you, Mother!"

As the old saying goes, A loving mother, a strict father.

But in the abstract family of User and others, it seemed to be the other way around. User played the role of a loving and gentle father, while Rossweisse was the stern mother. Just a simple praise could make Muen so happy.

User silently noted this scene in his heart.

"Go play in the backyard first, Muen."

"Umm…"

Muen lowered her head, fidgeting with her short fingers, muttering, "But Muen wants to stay with Daddy…"

"What did you say?" Rossweisse asked casually.

"Oh, nothing! Muen will go to the backyard now!" The little dragon girl quickly runs out of the bedroom. Only User and Rossweisse remain in the room. The two stare at each other impassively, silent.

realized that these were not typical human male clothing. In terms of design, they resemble dragon style more.

User looked at himself in the mirror and felt a bit awkward. Seeing this, Rossweisse walked over to his side and, without saying anything, helped him tidy up the clothes. He was a bit taller than Rossweisse, so when Rossweisse helped him adjust the collar, he lowered his head, and his lips would inadvertently touch Rossweisse’s fingers.

This scene unintentionally evoked memories for User. He remembered when he was practicing with his master, every time the master went out, the master’s wife would help him tidy up his clothes, just like Rossweisse was doing now. They were a very affectionate couple. Even if the master was unreliable and unconventional outside, in front of his wife, he was always a good husband.

"Almost done."

Rossweisse’s voice interrupted User’s thoughts. She took a step back, looked him up and down, then nodded in satisfaction, "Alright, go."

User didn’t say anything. He walked towards the door with his head down. Rossweisse watched his back until he left the room, and the door slammed shut.

After a moment of silence, Rossweisse walked to the window, took a slow breath, and then exhaled slowly. After a moment, a dragon of a pigeon’s size flew to the window.

"Is it the messenger dragon…"

A dragon subspecies responsible for transmitting information between various races was called the messenger dragon.

On the back of this messenger dragon, a small bamboo tube was tied with a red ribbon. Rossweisse took down the bamboo tube, opened it, and poured out a letter from inside.

After reading two lines, Rossweisse slightly furrowed her brow, "Why does my sister have to visit at this particular time…"

Book 1: Chapter 9

User left the room and walked down the corridor towards the temple’s backyard. Along the way, he encountered at least a dozen dragon clan guards. It was much stricter than when he sneaked out yesterday after waking up.

From this, it could be seen that the reason he could escape so smoothly from the Silver Dragon Temple yesterday was entirely intentional on Rossweisse’s part. She wanted to take the opportunity to bring User to the doorstep of the empire, making him witness his homeland while feeling the despair of being unable to return home and enduring Rossweisse’s humiliation.

That was why User thought Rossweisse was a crazy dragoness. Beneath her elegant and solemn exterior, she concealed a desire for madness and pathology. User also considered himself unlucky.

It wouldn’t be good falling into anyone’s hands, right?

Unfortunately, he fell into the hands of Rossweisse. Unable to escape, unable to die, he became a living tool for Rossweisse to vent her frustration, even with the additional responsibility of taking care of the child.

However, User wasn’t completely defeated because for Rossweisse to disgust him, she must put some effort into it. However, if User wanted to disgust Rossweisse, he didn’t need to do anything. Just appearing in her field of vision was enough. After all, looking at the history of the two major races, User might be the only human who made a dragon pregnant with his mortal body.

This act was outrageous to humans, and in Rossweisse’s mind, it was equally disgusting.

At the same time, User still hadn’t given up the thought of escaping. As he said last night, Rossweisse could extinguish his dignity and pride, but she could never kill his belief as a dragon slayer.

Given the chance, User was determined to escape from this nightmare. While contemplating his escape plan, User turned several corners in the corridor. As he approached the rear door of the temple, he suddenly saw a familiar petite figure at the end of the corridor.

Thick black hair with a hint of silver highlights, a small tail hanging at her feet, dressed in a luxurious dress with a delicate white silk skirt peeking out from underneath.

It was Muen. User was about to wave and greet her when he noticed that something seemed off with the little dragoness. Muen’s face showed no expression. She stared at User coldly as if she held some deep-seated grudge or resentment.

Despite not interacting much with Muen, User had a lasting impression of her warm eyes, which seemed quite different from the cold indifference. User pursed his lips, wondering if he walked too slowly, and Muen got impatient, hence the anger.

Hesitating for a moment, User still waved, "Muen, sorry to keep you waiting. Mom asked me to come play with you, so let’s—"

Before User could finish his sentence, Muen rushed out of the back door and ran towards the courtyard. User hurriedly followed, but Muen’s figure was already nowhere to be seen.

Despite complaining, User walked towards the backyard, hoping to encounter Muen. After a few turns, User arrived at the garden and saw Muen playing games with some dragonmaids.

User scratched his head and grumbled, "Children’s moods are really unpredictable. No wonder Rossweisse handed me the task of taking care of the child. She’s enjoying her leisure time."

The little dragoness didn’t seem very enthusiastic.

"Princess, cover your eyes, and don’t peek~."

"Princess, I’m over here, over here, come and catch me~."

"Your Highness, be careful not to fall."

The maids played a game of blindfolded hide-and-seek with her. After groping a few times in vain, Muen took off the blindfold, angrily threw it on the ground, and stamped her little foot, "Not fun, not playing anymore. I want Mommy and Daddy to play with me!"

An older-looking maid walked over, half-crouched down, looked up at Muen, and patiently said, "Your Highness, Queen Majesty toils day and night. She personally handles all matters, big and small, within the clan. She cannot always accompany Your Highness. You should be a sensible and obedient daughter, don’t make the Queen worry."

"Um… Muen understands."

Looking a bit aggrieved, the little dragon maiden bent down picked up the blindfold, and said, "Anna, let’s continue."

"Your Highness is really obedient."

Maid leader Anna stood up and helped Muen put the blindfold back on. The childish game of hide-and-seek continued. Muen still missed many times, relying on the chaotic sounds to judge their locations. But at some point, the maids’ voices stopped. Muen didn’t notice this and thought it was part of the game, so she continued blindfolded, trying to find someone.

"Your Highness—"

Before Anna could say anything, Muen grabbed someone.

Excitedly removing the blindfold, "Muen, I caught you! You are—Dad, Daddy?! Dad, how did you come down…"

User slowly crouched down, reached out, and pinched the chubby cheeks of Muen, "Of course, I came to play a game with you."

Upon hearing this, excitement lit up Muen’s large eyes. "Really, Dad!"

User nodded with a smile, "Yes, really."

"Yay~. Dad is playing with me~." Muen happily exclaimed, spinning around User.

Her little tail swayed in circles in front of User’s eyes as he pondered something else. Just a few minutes ago, Muen in the corridor and the Muen in front of him seemed vastly different. Could her mood have improved so much in such a short time?

"Muen, did you just come back from the corridor?" User asked.

Muen stopped spinning and replied seriously, "No, Dad. I have been playing in the garden the whole time."

"Oh, is that so…"

"What’s wrong, Dad?"

"No, nothing."

Maybe he was just seeing things, User thought.

After just recovering from a vegetative state and being subjected to a hectic day by Rossweisse, a bit of dizziness could be considered mild. User getting out of bed now was already a sign of his improved health.

"By the way, Muen, what do you want to play? Do you want to continue playing hide-and-seek?" User changed the topic.

Muen pouted, thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don’t want to play anymore. I am not good at it and always can’t catch anyone. How about we… we play dragon knights~."

User was shocked, "Dragon knights… how do you play that?"

One minute later, Muen sat on User’s shoulders, her tail gently draping over his back. User raised his hand slightly, holding Muen’s delicate ankle to prevent her from falling off his back.

"Yay~. Dad, charge!"

"Alright, charge, charge!"

User then understood. The so-called Dragon Knight wasn’t a knight riding a dragon. It was a dragon riding a knight. Well, ride for a while, just ride for a while, spoil your daughter.

Could he really expect Rossweisse, that grumpy mother dragon, to play this parent-child game with Muen?

Dream on.

"Daddy, Daddy, go to Anna, the maid leader. She is now the guardian of the human race! If we defeat her, we can reclaim our territory!"

This statement almost made User strain his old waist.

Goodness, obedient daughter, you’re really poking into your old man’s soft spot.

Do you know who you are riding right now? You’re riding the (former) strongest dragon slayer of the human race, okay?

Why couldn’t you let that maid play someone else; she had to play a member of the human race? Isn’t it fine to play as a member of the beast race, elf race, or werewolf race?

User muttered in his heart, cursing the annoying dragon race education. It must all be Rossweisse’s fault!

But since he promised Muen to play the game with her, User had to live up to his word.

He responded to Muen and jogged towards the maids in front. The maids were also quite cooperative, and their acting skills were top-notch. Muen waved the branch in her hand, and they obediently fell in response.

Some even added drama to themselves, like:

"Ah, such a strong dragon princess~. Defeated me with just one move~."

Or perhaps:

"Have we humans ultimately lost to the noble and powerful dragon race? Unwilling~. Unwilling~."

User: Aren’t you unwilling like the Bull Demon King?

Even though there were countless complaints in his heart, User still held back. His hesitates were lost. He had to take care of the child, make Rossweisse relax her guard, and then seize the opportunity to escape.

And so, after playing the Dragon Knight game for an hour, User’s body began to feel a bit strained.

No, it wasn’t just a matter of feeling unsupported. His recently awakened body hadn’t fully recovered to normal levels yet, and even slight movements made him dizzy.

He crouched down, and Muen jumped from his shoulder, asking with concern, "Daddy, tired?"

"Yeah, a bit—"

"Daddy’s not tired."

A voice came from the direction of the temple.

User and Muen looked towards the sound, and it was Rossweisse. She was standing on the balcony, leisurely watching them.

"Muen, Daddy is not tired at all. He is full of energy now, and you can continue playing any game with him," Rossweisse said casually.

"Really? That’s great~. I thought Daddy was tired."

Muen turned to User, "Daddy, let’s continue playing, okay?"

User stood up and looked at Rossweisse on the balcony.

Rossweisse rarely smiled at him. But that smile looked like a sly fox who had succeeded in a cunning plan.

"Rossweisse!" User shouted at her with a determined attitude for a desperate fight.

"What’s wrong?"

User gritted his teeth and ran through all the curse words he could think of. But considering the presence of the child beside him, he could only burst out with one,

"Cute."

Book 1: Chapter 10

In the evening, User returned to the room, dragging his exhausted body. He was so tired that he didn’t even have the energy to change his shoes. When he came in, he headed straight for the bedroom and collapsed on the bed.

After a moment, the door lock clicked, and high heels lightly tapped on the floor, walking in slowly.

User knew it was Rossweisse who had come, but he couldn’t get up and look at her. Today, he finally saw the true face of this dragoness—stubborn, extreme, and scheming.

Making User take care of the kid was one thing, but making him drag his emptied-out body to accompany Muen in playing games was another.

"Come on, big sister. Just two days ago, I was still in a coma lying in bed, and now you want me to play with a little dragon girl who’s as energetic as a husky all day long. It seems like you really wish for me to depart this world sooner, huh?"

User muttered under his breath as Rossweisse reached the bedside.

"Dead?" The queen asked coldly.

User kicked his legs twice to indicate that he was still alive.

"Very well, your vitality is more tenacious than I expected," said the queen.

"You have a sense of humour, Your Majesty the Queen," User snorted.

Rossweisse didn’t respond further. Instead, she approached, bent down, and placed the already sleeping Muen in User’s arms.

User smelled the unique milky fragrance on the little dragon girl, opened his eyes, and found her youthful face just centimetres from his nose.

Muen had her eyes slightly closed, her small pink fists clenched gently, and a hint of weariness between her eyebrows, but a subtle smile adorned her lips.

"She hasn’t been this happy in a long time," Rossweisse said.

Rossweisse sat at the edge of the bed with her back turned to User and Muen.

Moonlight poured in from the window, casting a soft glow on the bed. The room was very quiet, with only the rhythmic sound of Muen’s breathing.

User rolled his eyes. After a brief silence, Rossweisse added, "She probably wants to discuss some internal dragon clan matters with me and pay a visit. So tomorrow, you can only play with Muen in the room. You can’t go outside, understand."

User’s thoughts stirred slightly. He chuckled, withdrew his gaze from Rossweisse’s back, and refocused on Muen.

He reached out, gently stroking Muen’s hair, and said, "Understood. Being involved with a human is really beneath the dignity of the Silver Dragon Queen, so we can’t let outsiders see."

"No, to outsiders, you’re a very eligible bachelor dragon. You find it troublesome on ordinary days, so keep your tail tucked away."

Hearing this, User bounced up from the bed, "What did you—"

"Hush~ Muen is still sleeping."

User glanced at Muen, then lowered his tone, "What did you say? You told your dragon people that I’m also a dragon?"

"Well, what else? I have to make everyone believe that you, me, and our daughter are a happy family. And you, User, are a dragon who married into the Silver Dragon clan. You fell into a coma due to some illness for two years and just woke up these past two days."

Rossweisse grinned, "How about it? I’m pretty good at making up stories, huh?"

"Not good at all…"

"Why not satisfied?" User retorted.

"No," Rossweisse chuckled.

User waved his hand, lying back down. He closed his eyes, trying to digest his new identity.

A dragon suitable for marriage, who disliked trailing tails, married into the Silver Dragon clan and fell into a coma for two years due to illness—a male dragon.

It was indeed an all-encompassing defence without a single loophole. If User weren’t a dragon slayer, one might even praise,

"You did well, Rossweisse."

"So you’ve given me a new identity. Why not let me meet your family?"

"You said it yourself, this identity is fabricated. It can’t be flawless. My sister is clever, I’m afraid she might see through something," Rossweisse said.

User didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he started to think about his own plans. Rossweisse had just mentioned that her sister was coming to discuss internal dragon clan matters with her. Was it something like a regular inspection in human societies?

User pursed his lips and asked, "Is your sister’s visit something significant?"

Rossweisse frowned, "If you dare to cause trouble, don’t blame me for not being polite."

"You don’t think you’re being polite to me now, do you?"

Rossweisse gave him a disdainful look, then stood and walked towards the bedroom door.

At the entrance, Rossweisse whispered, "Tomorrow, take good care of Muen. Don’t leave this room, don’t cause trouble for me."

The sound of the door lock echoed. The door lock echoed again, and high heels tapping on the floor gradually faded.

User breathed a sigh of relief, muttering, "She’s still a dragon who cares about appearances. She’s keeping up the facade even if it’s a fake family. What’s the point?"

User could probably guess how Rossweisse would answer this question:

"For revenge."

She kept the defeated User close, robbed him of his dignity and pride, and even assigned him a dragon identity to make him pay the price.

Since User tarnished Rossweisse in the past, now she wanted to return the humiliation she endured. Indeed, dragon-kind’s revenge was something User, as a human, couldn’t comprehend.

But whether he understood or not, User still felt the need to disgust Rossweisse. He was already figuring out how to deal with that scheming dragoness tomorrow.

For her, it would undoubtedly be the ultimate social death!

"Mmm—"

A soft hum came from Muen beside him. Immediately after, she curled up her tiny body, and her tail crawled up to cover her waist.

User, seeing this, quickly pinched the corner of the quilt and covered Muen with it.

Muen snuggled into the soft blanket, the instinct of living beings seeking warmth prompting her to move closer to User’s embrace.

She gently pinched the corner of User’s clothes, murmuring in a blurry dream, "Daddy… Muen likes playing with Daddy… Hmm~ Mommy has never played with Muen… Let’s bring Mommy along next time, okay?"

Damn.

She didn’t play with her daughter, but she dreamt of her.

Rossweisse, she had no heart!

User planned to take the opportunity to influence the little dragon girl.

"Mommy is a bad dragon. Let’s not bring Mommy to play, okay?" User said.

"Mommy… is… a bad dragon…"

"Yeah, yeah, Mommy is a bad dragon, very naughty," User added fuel to the fire.

"Then Daddy should become a bad dragon, too, right?"

Failed to influence. Long-term planning is needed!

Book 1: Chapter 11

The next morning, under the care of the maids, Rossweisse donned the formal attire of the dragon clan, which she rarely wore. She adorned herself with a silver crown, a long dress, earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet. Even her makeup took the maids two hours to perfect.

Meetings among the dragon kings were always highly valued. Firstly, each dragon king had their territory to guard, and casual movement could lead to leaks and potential invasions. Secondly, with their long lifespans, they had plenty of opportunities to meet, unlike humans who needed frequent family gatherings.

It had been a long time since Rossweisse had seen her sister Isabella. The last time was about a year ago, on the day Muen was born. She didn’t really want Isabella to see User and Muen. Her sister was intelligent enough to figure things out eventually. Too much contact could reveal unintended clues.

While dragon kings of their level didn’t meet frequently, precautions were still necessary when they did. Rossweisse didn’t want the news of her union with a human and their daughter to spread. It would be explosive and disruptive for the entire dragon clan, which was surprisingly similar to humans when it came to gossip.

"Sigh…"

Rossweisse closed her eyes, dismissing the chaotic thoughts in her mind as she stood before the full-length mirror. She looked more polished than usual, though she wasn’t particularly sensitive to beauty, including her own. She rarely acknowledged someone’s outstanding appearance, except for her sister Isabella’s beauty.

At the thought, a sudden memory stirred in Rossweisse’s mind. "He’s indeed a tough and handsome man. The scar is simply the perfect touch to this face," She had said to herself two years ago, right after defeating User.

At that time, User was already on the verge of death, and Rossweisse felt he had no ability left to resist. As a result, with a snap, the baby was born. Rossweisse said to herself in her heart.

In this light, considering Rossweisse wasn’t sensitive to beauty or handsomeness, it was surprising that she could compliment an archenemy on his appearance.

"Hmph, it’s just a taunt from the victor to the defeated," Rossweisse said.

"Everything is ready, Your Majesty. You can now go to the temple and wait for Her Majesty Isabella," said the head maid, Anna.

"Yes, I’ll go check on Muen first."

"Very well, Your Majesty."

Rossweisse walked slowly towards User and Muen’s rooms. This time, she actually knocked on the door first.

Soon, there were hurried little footsteps inside the room. It was clearly Muen. Muen tiptoed, reached for the doorknob, gave it a gentle twist and the door lock turned.

"Good morning, Mother~"

"Good morning, Muen."

"Mother, you look so beautiful today! Dad, come and see. Mother looks super beautiful!"

User lay on the bed in a big shape. When he heard Muen calling him to come and see the beautiful mommy, he didn’t budge.

What was his status, and what was Rossweisse’s status?

Even if she dressed up as a beautiful mother dragon, it was all a facade.

"Only the career of a dragon slayer is real!"

The familiar sound of high heels tapping on the floor echoed as Rossweisse, holding Muen’s hand, entered the bedroom.

"I dressed up today. Can’t you at least look at me, User?"

Mother Dragon should watch her tone and attitude. When Muen wasn’t around, she would happily disgust me to death.

Pretending to be so pitiful and helpless, did she really think she could fool me?

Childish!

Critiquing in his mind, User reluctantly sat up. After all, Muen was indeed here, and the child was innocent. User had to cooperate with Rossweisse to maintain this family. Sitting up, User looked up at the silver-haired beauty in front of him.

In an instant, the stagnant pool that was User’s eyes lit up. Rossweisse took off her casual home clothes and put on a formal gown. The layers of the skirt were distinct, and the accessories were varied but not overly complex.

Her silver hair was coiled at the back of her head, revealing Rossweisse’s fair swan-like neck and delicate, straight collarbone. The long dress showcased her figure, clearly tailored for her.

The soft and appropriately sized chest was well-contained under the tight fabric. There was no overt vulgarity, nor was there any stingy simplicity.

"Dad."

"Dad!"

"Dad, look, even Mom has captivated your attention!"

Muen’s shout brought User back to his senses. He shook his head, intending to say a few tough words like "It’s just so-so."

But objectively speaking, at this moment, Rossweisse could definitely be considered a top-tier beauty.

"Yeah… good-looking," in the end, User gave his assessment.

Very brief, just like the countless compliments Rossweisse had heard before.

"Good-looking," "beautiful," "peerless beauty"… all the same.

Rossweisse smiled faintly, instinctively categorizing User with those who had complimented her in the past.

"Yeah," She responded, turning to leave.

"Hey, wait a moment," User suddenly called out to her.

Rossweisse half-turned, "What’s the matter?"

User leaped off the bed, walked up to Rossweisse, grabbed her arm, and brought her to the mirror.

Under Rossweisse’s slightly puzzled gaze, User raised his hand, tidied the strands of hair near her ear, and tucked the falling silver hair behind it. Then, he compared the position of the silver crown on Rossweisse’s head, adjusting the angle slightly.

"When walking, don’t casually turn your head. Try to rotate from your waist. Otherwise, the silver crown might be a bit tilted," User advised.

Rossweisse’s pupils slightly dilated, and a complex emotion rose in her heart.

In the past, those who complimented her never detailed her shortcomings as meticulously as User did. And yet, she had just categorized this guy with those people…

"Yeah, I understand."

Rossweisse lifted the neckline of her dress, asking, "Is it better now?"

User nodded, "It’s fine now."

Rossweisse chuckled and teased, "Didn’t expect you to be so meticulous. How many times have you helped women with their clothes before?"

User’s hand measured in front of Rossweisse’s chest, but he didn’t dare actually to reach out and adjust the neckline.

User looked down at the little dragon mom, "A donkey is somewhat like a dragon, two ears, one tail. When it’s unhappy, it makes a couple of sounds."

"Goodbye, Mother! I’ll listen to Dad obediently~"

"Yeah." Rossweisse left the room.

Muen eagerly pulled User back into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and then climbed onto his lap.

User wanted to hold her, but usually, when carrying a child, it’s done by supporting the back or the waist. However, Muen had a tail on her lumbar spine, making it a bit challenging for him.

In the end, he could only gently support her back.

"Dad, Dad, what exactly is a donkey?"

"Emmmm, it’s a very stubborn creature."

"What does ‘stubborn’ mean?"

"Just like your mom."

"Oh~~~ Mom is a stubborn donkey."

The little dragon mom was quite on point, and User was delighted, "Exactly, Mom is a stubborn donkey! Say it again, Muen."

"Mom is a stubborn donkey!"

"Yeah, yeah, that’s right."

"Dad is also a stubborn donkey! Muen is a little stubborn donkey!"

"Good girl, you’re really quick to catch on."

Book 1: Chapter 12

After Rossweisse left, User freshened up quickly and began to pass the time with Muen in the room. Either teach her to read and recognize characters or continue playing the game of Dragon Knight with her.

But after all, a room was just a room. No matter how creatively she played inside, it was not as enjoyable as playing in the garden.

Muen quickly felt bored. User wasn’t particularly good at comforting children, so he opted to tell Muen stories. The father and daughter leaned against the head of the bed.

Muen nestled in User’s arms, and User started reading from a book titled "Complete Stories for Young Dragons’ Enlightenment."

"The first story, ‘How to Slay an S-Rank Dangerous Species, the Ironclad Yak.'"

User was shocked, and when he saw the title of this story, he couldn’t help but sarcastically comment in his mind,

When did slaying dangerous species become an enlightening children’s story?

Was this how dragons enlighten their little dragonlings?

In the human world, this was the kind of stuff that was written in execution manuals after graduating from the Dragon-slaying Academy.

User thought for a moment and felt that this might not be suitable for Muen, so he turned to the second story.

"If Using High-Level Fire Magic to Bake Satisfying Smoked Meat…"

Was she looking down on magic, or was she just valuing smoked meat too much? Feeling that this story might challenge his own views on magic, User switched to the third story.

"How the Great Dragon Race Has Developed to Today?"

Although User remained skeptical about the Great Dragon Race, it was still better than teaching a child how to slay dangerous species and make smoked meat. The little dragon girl was already dozing off, and the hand that had been gripping User’s shirt slowly loosened.

User placed the storybook aside, carefully released Muen’s hand, then pinched the blanket’s corner and covered her gently. For parents, having a child fall asleep was the luckiest thing. This meant that User could have some of his own private time. He walked to the balcony of the room and looked down into the courtyard, noticing that there were more guards today than yesterday.

It seemed they were preparing for a more elaborate reception, probably for Rossweisse’s sister. If this were in the past, hearing that two dragon kings were about to meet would have lit up User’s eyes with excitement.

Who cared about being a dragon king? They were practically walking piles of achievements!

Unfortunately, time have changed. She didn’t even mention ambushing a dragon king. If anyone asked User to sneak up on Muen, she would just shake her tail and say, "Dad, stop it! You’re making Muen’s tail itchy."

What could be done? All that was left was to wait for the body to heal slowly and then seize the opportunity.

Considering Rossweisse’s revenge frequency as a mother dragon, User felt that it would take him a long time to get his body back to normal.

Thinking about this, User couldn’t help but feel a bit itchy with resentment.

"Damn, mother dragon, I won’t surrender!"

Even if his body was drained, User was determined to stir up trouble. He had already figured out how to torment Rossweisse last night. He planned to use the opportunity of her meeting with the Red Dragon Queen today to make her experience the ultimate frustration!

User brought a small chair and sat on the balcony, silently waiting.

As noon approached, the doors of the Silver Dragon Temple slowly opened, and Rossweisse, escorted by maids, walked towards the entrance.

Walking towards him was a woman User had never seen before—well, more precisely, a mother dragon. She wore a red gown, her long hair flowing, and a crimson tail trailing behind her, even longer than Rossweisse’s tail.

User remembered that dragonologists said the longer the tail, the older the dragon. Of course, this phenomenon applied only to dragons under five hundred years old.

Suddenly, User’s mind went off on a tangent to another question,

"What was Rossweisse’s age according to the previous intelligence? Two hundred and something! Around two hundred!"

Tsk—

She was over two hundred years old and still looked like she was in her twenties. He must ask his master’s wife how she managed to take care of herself so well.

User shook his head to clear his thoughts and continued to watch the two dragon kings in the courtyard. Rossweisse embraced her sister Isabella, who responded with an enthusiastic hug.

After a brief exchange, they walked to the pavilion in the courtyard, engrossed in conversation. It was quite a serious conversation.

A mischievous smile played on User’s lips. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Your Majesty the Queen." He slowly closed his eyes, lifted his right hand, and gently placed it on the dragon emblem on his chest. Meanwhile, under the pavilion, Rossweisse and the Red Dragon Queen Isabella sat facing each other.

Isabella raised her gaze and looked at the guards beside her, saying, "You can go down for now. I want to have a private chat with my sister."

The guards left, leaving only the two sisters in the pavilion. Isabella affectionately wrapped her arm around her sister’s shoulder.

"I missed you so much, my dear sister! Haven’t seen you in a year, and you’re looking so rosy."

"Oh, really… it’s okay."

"I heard that harmonious marital life is beneficial for a woman’s complexion, Xiao Luo. Could it be that your secretive and feeble husband has awakened?" Isabella teased, inquiring about her sister’s gossip.

When she smiled, a small fang would be revealed, giving her a mischievous and adorable look, a strong contrast to her dignified role as the Red Dragon Queen. This quirky appearance didn’t quite fit the image of a dragon leader over two hundred years old.

On the other hand, Rossweisse, although much younger than Isabella, displayed a more mature demeanor. But the two sisters were very tolerant of each other’s personalities. After all, they had been together since childhood.

"What hidden marriage? Sis, don’t make fun of me…"

"He’s awake now. Recently, he took Muen to the mountains for training. It will be a few more days before they return."

"Oh, I see. It’s a shame I won’t even get to see the little princess." Isabella sighed and then continued,

"But seriously, Xiao Luo, why did you marry a completely unknown Dragon King? He’s not even willing to show his tail."

"Well… everyone has their preferences. He’s very low-key and introverted, won’t casually provoke other male dragons, and cause trouble for me."

As she said this, even Rossweisse herself felt it was quite insincere. Introverted and low-key.

User! Where in the world could he find those two adjectives? He would gladly cut down Rossweisse with a sword.

As for provoking other male dragons, he might as well chop down other dragons on his way to chopping down Rossweisse.

"Alright, it’s your private matter, and I can’t control that. Let’s stop the small talk here. I came this time to talk to you about the matters of the Crimson Flame Dragon King, he—"

"Hiss…"

Rossweisse suddenly furrowed her brows, involuntarily holding her chest and covering her heart with her right hand as if feeling uncomfortable.

Isabella quickly asked, "What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?"

"No, it’s nothing, sis. Please continue."

Rossweisse suppressed the reaction of the dragon emblem on her chest, adjusted her expression, and smiled at Isabella. Although she maintained a calm exterior, in reality, Rossweisse was cursing User inwardly for his antics. She knew that when User asked last night, "Is it important to meet your sister?" He definitely had an ulterior motive.

Therefore, she emphasized that User wasn’t allowed to come out of the room to disrupt her meeting with her sister. But she didn’t anticipate that User could use the dragon emblem engraved on him.

"When one of the parties with the dragon emblem starts to miss the other, the dragon emblem reacts."

The so-called missing certainly wasn’t just about missing. It also included desire.

"Damn dragon slayer… he has absolutely no shame to disgust me like this!"

Rossweisse forcibly suppressed the agitation in her body, forcing herself to appear calm. Seeing that her sister was fine, Isabella continued with the conversation.

"The Crimson Flame Dragon King Konstantin is planning to expand his territory recently, and he—"

Rossweisse completely ignored what Isabella said next. Before User, she had no experience with romance, let alone matters related to dragon emblems.

She had never expected the resonance between dragon emblems to be so intense. Her tail began to curl involuntarily, her legs slightly clenched, and she continuously bit her lips and swallowed saliva.

"Constant—Xiao Luo, are you really okay? Your face is all red," Isabella asked with concern.

Regardless of their usual antics, Isabella was genuinely concerned when it came to her sister’s health. Rossweisse forced a smile, "No, no, it’s nothing. Oh, please wait for me a moment, sis. I need to attend to something, probably for about twenty minutes."

"Okay, go ahead. Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need, sis."

"Alright."

Rossweisse stood up, suppressing the heat and excitement coursing through her body, and walked towards the temple.

Book 1: Chapter 13

Rossweisse burst into the room, scanning for the scoundrel’s presence. Lifting the hem of her long skirt, she searched every corner of the room.

In the bedroom, Muen was sound asleep. Meanwhile, Rossweisse spotted User at the small table on the balcony. There he was, sitting calmly, holding a teacup in one hand and a book titled "Complete Collection of Enlightening Dragon Tales" in the other. He leisurely sipped tea and earnestly read the book, seemingly oblivious to Rossweisse’s hostile presence.

It wasn’t until Rossweisse walked onto the balcony, closing the door behind her, that User seemed to realize and opened his mouth suddenly in apparent realization.

"You seem quite leisurely here, User," Rossweisse said.

User set aside the teacup and the storybook, stood up, and asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"

It was a deliberately feigned ignorance. User knew that his actions would lead to such consequences. So when Rossweisse confronted him, he was already prepared.

"What’s going on? You can’t possibly not know what’s on your mind," She questioned.

"I want to go home," User replied straightforwardly.

"Nonsense! The dragon mark reacted just now. Don’t play dumb with me here," Rossweisse retorted.

Not only just now, but even at this moment, the dragon marks on their chests still emitted a faint purple glow. Dragon marks would uncontrollably evoke emotions between the two. So, despite the stern confrontation between the two, what they truly felt was known only to themselves. However, User was prepared to stick to his guns.

"What does the dragon mark reaction mean?" He asked.

"Playing dumb, huh! I already told you that night, when one person starts missing another, the dragon marks resonate. Intentionally triggering this resonance now, you want to embarrass me in front of others, don’t you?" Rossweisse accused.

User observed Rossweisse’s embarrassed, angry, and anxious appearance. Despite his calm exterior, he was secretly enjoying the situation. This was exactly the effect he wanted. Anyway, he was like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water – no matter how she asked, he wouldn’t admit it.

User opened his mouth, intending to retort against Rossweisse, but inexplicably, the words he had planned to say transformed into, "Why are you being aggressive towards me? Don’t you have faults too?"

Hiss—

Although this was a form of retort against Rossweisse, why did it come out sounding so helpless and wronged? User was puzzled. He had initially prepared more aggressive words, so why did it turn out like this when he spoke?

However, looking at Rossweisse’s face, which was full of astonishment and confusion, the impact of that statement seemed quite effective. Her vertically-slit dragon pupils were filled with disbelief, and accompanying this surprise was a gradually spreading blush on her face. The blush was subtle, but against her fair skin, it appeared particularly noticeable.

It even extended to the tips of her ears.

Wait a minute. This didn’t seem right.

She came here with the intention of dealing with him, but why hadn’t she acted yet? Instead, he seemed to have outwitted her with just a few words.

Making statements like "Don’t you have faults too?"…

It was really—

Uh…

It was really—shameless!

Saying such things as a defeated captive is truly shameless!

Rossweisse comforted herself in her mind, planning to say something more to mock or ridicule User. However, the reaction of the dragon mark became increasingly intense. Her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and the more she looked at the scoundrel in front of her, the more pleasing he seemed. She was almost losing control of the dragon race’s innate reproductive instincts. She furrowed her brow, knowing that if she continued to delay, twenty minutes wouldn’t be enough to finish things.

Taking advantage of the fact that the dragon marks hadn’t completely burned away her last bit of rationality, Rossweisse gave User a cold glance.

"You’re lucky, User. If there’s a next time, I won’t let you off the hook," She declared.

"Oh, I’m so scared."

"Disgusting!"

"Yeah, yeah, I feel disgusted."

Rossweisse snorted coldly, lifted her skirt, and walked quickly towards the exit.

"Be quiet, Muen is sleeping."

"Who asked you to care!"

Thud—

Rossweisse slammed the door shut, and the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away. Confirming that Rossweisse had walked far enough, User finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew—I knew it. Once the dragon marks react, it temporarily lowers the reasoning of that dragon. Just casually say a few sincere words, and she believes it."

Normally, Rossweisse would never have let it go so easily just because of User’s seemingly sincere words. Her vengeful nature was exceptionally strong.

If User played with her like this, she would definitely retaliate. However, the resonance of the dragon marks forced Rossweisse’s brain to release hormones and dopamine, making it difficult for her to think absolutely calmly in the short term. Therefore, she fell into User’s trap.

User also accurately targeted this aspect. Therefore he dared to be so reckless—

Of course, if his risky move backfired, it wouldn’t matter. His goal had already been achieved—disgusting Rossweisse.

User was about to take a seat, but the dragon marks on his chest still felt warm, causing him to furrow his brow. He raised his hand to soothe the restlessness of the dragon marks on his chest. But instead, he felt an uncontrollable and intense heartbeat in his palm…

"The dragon marks will make both parties involuntarily develop emotions towards each other," He muttered, recalling the scene with Rossweisse.

He wondered if his smooth words, tinged with a hint of green tea fragrance, were something he would normally say. Certainly, he had deceived Rossweisse with those words.

But had he also deceived himself?

Half-truths and half-lies were the most convincing, even to the deceiver themselves, he realized with a slight tremor in his pupils. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes slightly, forcing himself to clear out the jumbled thoughts in his mind.

Meanwhile, Rossweisse hurriedly left the temple, heading towards the pavilion in the courtyard, still feeling the reaction of the dragon marks.

Covering her chest, she couldn’t help but think about User’s innocent expression and his words with a hint of green tea fragrance.

As a woman, she could sense a hint of that fragrance in his words.

But even so, she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about what he said. She never imagined that the dignified Silver Dragon Queen would be so restless over a simple sentence.

If this got out, it would surely be embarrassing! In her haste, she quickly descended the temple stairs, feeling a bit of relief as she distanced herself from the awkwardness of the temple. Her somewhat panicked appearance caught the attention of a maid nearby.

"Your Majesty, she looks really strange," One maid remarked.

"The last time I saw her this nervous was at the victory banquet two years ago," Another added.

"Your Majesty… Your Majesty!" The maid called out.

"What’s wrong?" Rossweisse stopped in her tracks. The maid nodded slightly, asking, "Your Majesty, you look a bit unwell. Are you sick?"

Rossweisse quickly shook her head, "No, I’m fine."

"Alright, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

"Um… I know. You can continue with your tasks."

Rossweisse continued down the steps, feeling the conflicting emotions of a dragon’s nature and a woman’s desires twisting inside her. Without fully sorting out her thoughts, she returned to the pavilion in a daze.

Isabella looked at her somewhat confused and blushing sister, asking, "It seems like you’ve secretly done something naughty without telling me."

Rossweisse pursed her lips, avoiding eye contact, but finally gathered the courage to ask her sister seriously, "Sis."

"Yeah!"

"Am I very fierce?"

"Huh!" Isabella seemed puzzled.

As soon as Rossweisse uttered those words, she immediately realized that she shouldn’t have asked, so she quickly changed the subject, "Oh, it’s nothing."

Isabella frowned slightly, "What on earth could make the Silver Dragon Queen so flustered? Could it be—wait, what is that?"

Isabella pointed at Rossweisse’s chest. Her dress already had a somewhat low neckline, and earlier, User suggested she pull it up a bit.

But with all the commotion, the neckline had slipped back down. What Isabella was pointing at was precisely the corner of the dragon mark on Rossweisse’s chest.

Rossweisse glanced down, then quickly covered it, "It’s nothing… sis, you must have seen it wrong."

Isabella smirked, revealing her small fangs, "Dragon, pattern—hiss~ Young people play quite recklessly. It seems like you and your husband indeed have a good relationship."

Rossweisse pouted, somewhat disgruntled, and defended herself, "My relationship with him isn’t really that great, sis."

Isabella lazily leaned against the back of the chair, smiling as she asked, "I know most dragon kings’ unions are for the sake of benefits and the clan, with little room for love. But, for you and your man, getting married at warp speed and having a child just as fast, the relationship should be quite good, right?"

"Getting married and having offspring doesn’t necessarily mean the relationship is great. As for him…"

Rossweisse’s pupils flickered as she continued, "There’s not a hint of excitement for him, not now, not in the future."

Isabella knew her sister too well. But since Rossweisse was so certain, Isabella chose to comply with her.

"All right, all right. Anyway, take care of yourself and take care of the little princess."

"Yes, I will, sister."

"Well, let’s continue talking about Konstantin. That guy has been quite active lately."

"Um…"

But Rossweisse was still somewhat absent-minded. She felt the gradually fading warmth in her chest. Clearly, the reaction to the dragon pattern had already begun to subside, so why couldn’t she help but think about User and recall the scene just now?

Rossweisse frowned slightly, biting her lower lip.

"Damn dragon slayers, they still haven’t been disciplined enough!"

Book 1: Chapter 14

In the evening, there was a commotion in the courtyard. User held Muen and stood on the balcony, looking down.

The Red Dragon Queen left the temple under the escort of the guards.

Today’s visit could be considered over.

"It’s Aunt Isabella~" Little Muen pointed to the queen in the red dress.

"Are you familiar with Aunt Isabella, Muen?" User asked.

Muen shook her head, "No, Muen has only seen Aunt Isabella in the family photo in Mom’s room, but Aunt Isabella wears all red, so she’s easy to recognize~"

"Family photo?"

"Do you dragons also have family photos?"

"Yes, it was taken with Mom, Aunt Isabella, and Great Grandmother~"

Well, before User could fully grasp the concept of a "dragon family photo," Muen came up with another surprising statement.

On Rossweisse’s family photo, there was only her sister and her grandmother?

What about the other dragons?

Did they all pass away?

Just as User was lost in his thoughts, Muen coquettishly said, "Daddy~ let’s also take a family photo when we have time!"

"Oh, well… sure, no problem."

"Yay~ Daddy’s the best~ muuuuua~."

The little dragon girl gave a firm kiss on User’s face, and her tail was practically reaching for the sky. User’s heart was also feeling quite content.

In the days to come, tormented by Rossweisse, his daughter, a hybrid of human and dragon, was probably his only solace. The father and daughter chatted, and then they heard a knock on the door.

User put Muen down, took her hand, and went to open the door.

Outside was the head maid, Anna.

"Your Highness, the princess’s dinner is ready," Anna said.

"Oh, let’s go then."

User was about to lead Anna out of the room as he spoke. But Anna raised her hand to stop him.

"Sorry, Her Majesty the Queen has instructed that you cannot leave this room. We have brought your dinner to you."

Anna waved her hand, and another maid brought a portable meal box to User.

"Your Highness, this is ordered by your mother. Please don’t make it difficult for us," Anna said respectfully.

"Um… okay, then, Daddy, I’ll come back to you right after I finish eating," Muen nodded.

User nodded, "Okay."

He suddenly realised that little Muen was a very sensible girl. Even though she was still just a child, she had some whimsical ideas and requests.

But as soon as she heard kind words from others and started negotiating, she immediately lowered her demands. She seemed to dislike causing trouble for others.

Hmm— In this aspect, she is like her dad, User thought proudly.

The maids took Muen away.

User also carried his food back to the room. He didn’t sit at the table. He just casually sat on the floor beside the bed. He opened the meal box, and the aroma filled the air. Presumably, someone must have specifically studied human recipes.

User had heard before that dragon cuisine mainly consisted of the meat of various wild animals and dangerous species, with little to no vegetables. But his dinner had both meat and vegetables, and the combination was quite good.

User sighed with relief, picked up his fork, and started eating dinner.

After a moment, the door opened. User leaned over from the bed, thinking Muen had returned.

But what he saw was a pair of silver high heels. Instantly, the smile on the old father’s face faded. He withdrew his head and continued picking at the remaining food in the meal box.

Rossweisse took off the silver crown on her head and casually placed it aside. Then, she removed the necklace, earrings, and other accessories one by one.

Seeing User sitting on the floor, eating by the bedside, Rossweisse was momentarily surprised but remained silent. She fetched a chair, sat in front of User, raised her long legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked down at User.

As she raised her legs, the high heels on her delicate feet wobbled and, as expected, fell to the ground with a clatter.

User held the meal box, hesitated for a moment but ultimately couldn’t endure the condescending and disdainful gaze of Rossweisse. He gave in, ate the remaining food, and then placed the meal box aside.

"What are you doing?" User asked.

"Is it delicious?"

"It’s alright."

"I’m asking if it’s delicious. Answer either delicious or not, don’t tell me ‘alright.'"

Fine. This dragon mother’s temper was as changeable as the weather in June. User pursed his lips, not wanting to be too insincere for the sake of appearances. He answered, "Delicious."

"Is the meat delicious?"

User frowned, not answering.

Rossweisse chuckled, supporting her face with one hand, tilting her body slightly, and lazily asked, "Do you know what kind of meat that is?"

User’s heart trembled as if realising something, a wave of nausea hitting his stomach. With her daughter not around, she had plenty of ways to torment User.

Rossweisse looked at his expression, unable to hide her amusement.

"Boring," User lowered his head, unwilling to look at her. But Rossweisse wasn’t about to let him off so easily.

With that, Rossweisse exerted a bit of force, pressing her foot against User’s neck and pinning him to the bed. Then, her fair toes traced a path from User’s neck to his chest, down to his abdomen, and continued downward. User reached out and grasped her slender ankle.

"What are you doing?" she questioned.

"I not only want to get angry, but I also want to ignite. Take your hands off," he retorted through gritted teeth, unmoving.

Rossweisse’s voice turned stern as her tail, which had casually rested behind her, lifted slightly. "I told you to take your hands off, User."

A wise man avoids unnecessary losses, User thought silently.

User slowly released his grip, and Rossweisse continued moving downward. Her intention was as User had suspected when the dragon mother extended her foot. He should have anticipated what she wanted to do when the dragon mother extended her foot.

If he had known, why bother eating dinner?

He could have just bitten it directly. He had eaten trotters from pigs, cows, and sheep but had never tried dragon trotters. Regardless of the trotter, it was too late now.

User lifted his arms, gripping the sheet tightly behind him, tilting his head back to ignore the magical sensation.

But it was impossible to ignore.

Rossweisse’s jade foot was warm, and soft, and her toes were agile. She seemed to enjoy this unconventional play.

"How many dragon corpses have you stepped on before, boasting about your glorious achievements?" the queen asked, laughing.

User remained silent.

"Hmph, you’ve surely never imagined that one day, you’d be stepped on by a dragon, right?"

"So, what do you feel now?" she asked with a severe tone.

User remained silent.

"Tell me, User, what do you feel?"

She applied a bit more force, and User groaned in pain but remained silent.

"If you won’t talk, endure it," she declared.

User instinctively moved his hand, but Rossweisse swatted it away with her tail.

"Keep your hands to yourself. Did I permit you to touch?" She reprimanded.

User turned his head away, remaining silent.

Approximately ten minutes later, Rossweisse snorted coldly, lowering her eyes to look at her jade foot. "So dirty, User. See? It’s all because of you."

"Why did you make it so dirty now? Hm?"

User was speechless.

Fine.

User silently stood up, filled a basin with hot water in the bathroom, and returned it.

"Too hot," Rossweisse said.

"How do you know it’s too hot if you haven’t put your feet in?" User asked.

"I said it’s too hot, so it’s too hot. Go and get some more."

"Why don’t you have any sense, woman?"

"Do you dare to reason with a woman? Moreover, I’m not a woman. I’m a dragon."

User was speechless. This was a sin. He had to go and fetch another basin of water.

"Too cold."

"Mother dragon, are you done yet?"

Rossweisse suppressed a smile, "Not behaving? Do you want to go through it again?"

User hesitated momentarily, then immediately went to fetch another water basin.

"Well, this time is just right. Start washing."

User supported the sole of Rossweisse’s foot with one hand and poured warm water onto the top of her foot with the other.

He cleaned the "dirty stuff" on the top during the first round, and during the second round, he fetched another basin of warm water and washed both feet together. It was not that User was proficient in foot washing. It was that these requests were all from Rossweisse.

The more User thought about it, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he thought.

He lifted Rossweisse’s foot, looked at this delicate and small jade foot, and slowly brought it close to his mouth.

"I can’t bear it anymore."

Rossweisse panicked, instinctively retracting her foot, "Wha-what are you doing? You’re not planning anything disgusting, right?"

"Eating dragon claws raw."

"Huh?"

"Oh my god!"

The Silver Dragon Queen, enduring the intense pain from her ankle, gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "User, I damn well cursed you!"

The next morning, Muen stared with her bright eyes at this unfortunate couple.

"Mother, why do you limp when you walk?" Rossweisse: …

"Daddy, why is your face all bruised?" User: …

Muen blinked her eyes, then suddenly realised, "Oh, you guys must have played some fun games without telling Muen, right!"

Book 1: Chapter 15

During the day, Rossweisse had virtually no free time. As Anna, the head maid, mentioned, Rossweisse reviewed all matters concerning the Silver Dragon clan. It wasn’t until seven or eight in the evening that Rossweisse could finish a busy day and rest. Therefore, the responsibility of taking care of the child during the day naturally fell on User.

In addition to playing games with Muen, User didn’t neglect her cultural studies.

User’s idea was as follows:

"Good daughter, even though we are currently living under someone else’s roof, surviving under the watchful eye of that mother dragon every day, there will come a day when Dad will take you away from here. It’s okay to be a mixed-blood little dragon girl, but you must be a cultured one."

This statement was what the master said to User back in the day. However, the master’s original words were a bit too rustic.

"User, it’s okay to be an orphan, but you must be a cultured orphan," the master said.

User almost knocked the master’s false teeth out after hearing this.

Thinking about the master brought a bitter pang to User’s heart. It had been two years since he joined the Silver Dragon Clan, and he had probably been listed as a sacrificed martyr by the Empire by now.

The master said User was the most promising child he had ever seen. When User was young, the master was convinced he could become a great dragon slayer shining brightly on various battlefields.

User indeed lived up to the master’s expectations. He became a widely acclaimed dragon slayer, a hero passed down through generations. Even beyond shining brightly on the battlefield, User also shone brightly in the bed of the Silver Dragon Queen.

User endured humiliation, considering this a mission to infiltrate the enemy territory and bear humiliation in his heart. He believed that someday, he could escape with his obedient daughter!

But before formally escaping, besides caring for his own body, he had to continue winning over Muen. His little dragon daughter was the key to his escape.

In the room, Muen sat on User’s lap, holding the "Dragon Hatchling’s Enlightening Stories."

User’s thoughts stirred slightly, showing some hesitation.

Human-dragon hybrid, human-dragon hybrid. Since you’re a hybrid, can’t you learn some human knowledge instead of always focusing on dragon lore? At least learn something about humans. Give your father some face.

User took the storybook from Muen’s hands and set it aside.

"Little Muen, would you like to hear stories from other races?"

Muen’s eyes sparkled at the suggestion, nodding eagerly, "Yes, yes! Daddy, tell me!"

"How about Daddy telling you a story about humans?"

Muen blinked and then shook her head.

User was shocked it, "Why?"

"Mother said that humans are a shameless bunch of idiots who, when not being watched, do some very despicable things. Especially that thing they formed… the Dragon Slayer Army. It sounds quite scary." ṜαΝóΒƐŝ

User contemplated Muen’s words.

The name Dragon Slayer Army sounded intimidating to the dragon race.

From another perspective, if User heard that a powerful foreign race had formed a "Human Slayer Army," his first reaction would probably be fear.

But what did "shameless idiots" and "very despicable things" mean?

Was she accusing and blaming humans here, Mother Dragon?

User looked at Muen’s little face. She seemed serious as if she firmly believed what Rossweisse had told her.

He sighed.

The Mother Dragon got ahead of him. Trying to win over the little dragon’s daughter would be challenging.

"Daddy, I want to continue listening to yesterday’s story."

In the room, Muen sat on User’s lap, holding the "Dragon Hatchling’s Enlightening Stories."

User sighed with a touch of helplessness but continued patiently explaining to Muen.

"Yeah, it means, Muen, you shouldn’t look at things from a single perspective. Try to approach them from different angles. You might discover something entirely new," User explained.

Muen pondered, her little tail swaying thoughtfully, "But Muen has never seen humans before, so she has no idea what their other side looks like."

Sweetie, the one holding you right now is a hundred percent pure-blooded human.

User sighed with relief.

Sure enough, a real daughter was a real daughter—so obedient~

Next, User shared many classic stories and legends from the world of humans with Muen.

Muen listened with great interest.

Of course, User didn’t forget to emphasise the concept of "dual nature."

Currently, Muen’s impression of humans was mostly based on what Rossweisse told her.

So, User couldn’t just start by saying, "Your mom is giving you a stereotypical impression, listen to your dad, and you’ll be right."

User had to proceed gradually, slowly changing Muen’s impression of humans. This would make it easier for them to escape in the future.

Before lunch, User roughly explained the meaning of "duality of things" to Muen and gave a few examples. He hoped that she could comprehend a bit from it.

Muen sat on User’s lap, playing with the tip of her tail, quietly contemplating. User, not in a hurry, gently stroked Muen’s hair, patiently waiting.

After a while, Muen suddenly lifted her head, "Dad."

"Yeah?"

"You said everything has two sides."

"Yes."

"Then what about our dragon clan?"

User was startled, "Dragon, dragon clan…"

"Yeah, yeah. Mother said that in our dragon clan, strength is revered. A dragon starts striving for strength from birth, and sometimes, to become stronger, they may even pay a considerable price, even the cost of life."

User’s pupils flickered slightly, thinking that Rossweisse adorned the dragon clan’s inherently brutal and bloodthirsty nature as reverence for the strong…

Muen continued, "Dad, do you think there might be many dragons who don’t like getting stronger? They just want to live quietly?"

"It probably won’t… after all—"

Mid-sentence, User suddenly remembered that Rossweisse had previously mentioned that "cute" was a derogatory term for dragons.

There are so many broken rules in your dragon clan, User thought.

Just as User was thinking about what words to use to praise his obedient daughter, there was a knock on the door.

He carried Muen to open the door. It was the head maid, Anna.

"It’s lunchtime, Your Highness. Please entrust the princess to me for a while."

"Okay."

User handed Muen over to Anna. Reluctantly, Muen extended her arms, "Dad, will you still accompany Muen in the afternoon?"

User nodded, "Of course."

"Good, it’s a promise then."

"Yeah, it’s a promise."

Anna left the room with Muen. User breathed a sigh of relief and turned towards the balcony. He looked down at the courtyard, where Rossweisse was discussing something with a dragon guard.

As if noticing User’s gaze, Rossweisse turned around, lifting her head to look at the balcony.

User didn’t avoid her gaze. He just stood there, responding to Rossweisse’s gaze.

The former Dragon Slayer, and the proud and aloof Silver Dragon Queen, engaged in a gaze where one was higher and the other lower.

The gentle breeze brushed through the leaves, and the midday sunlight warm as if in a lover’s embrace.

Book 1: Chapter 16

Except during "revenge," Rossweisse rarely initiated conversations with User. Of course, User was too lazy to seek her out actively for a chat.

In the eyes of outsiders, they might be a couple who respected each other, leading a busy yet harmonious married life. But only they themselves knew what hidden under the surface of this harmony was.

User and Rossweisse gazed at each other for a while, neither speaking up. Rossweisse had no intention of wasting more time, so she turned around to take her leave.

"Hey!"

User’s voice suddenly came from above.

Rossweisse stopped, turned back, and looked up.

"I want to go out for a walk," User said. "Staying in the house all the time is suffocating."

As soon as the words were spoken, Rossweisse appeared outside the balcony. She flapped the dragon wings behind her, hovering in the air, with her long silver tail hanging down to maintain balance.

User was startled, thinking he might have said something wrong again and upset the dragoness.

"You can only leave this room when you’re playing games with Muen," Rossweisse said coldly.

"But… but won’t Muen find it strange?"

"What’s strange?"

"Her father only goes out when playing with her, spending the rest of the time in the house. She’s bound to be suspicious, right?"

"Dad isn’t feeling well and can’t go out casually. That reason is sufficient."

"…You’ve thought it through quite thoroughly."

"Play the role of a good dad, don’t think about or do anything else, understand?" Rossweisse said coldly.

User shrugged and didn’t respond. He didn’t feel like asking Rossweisse anything else. He didn’t have anything else he wanted to ask Rossweisse.

Going for a walk had become a luxury, so what else was there to discuss?

User waved his hand, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom.

Watching User’s slender and lonely figure, Rossweisse’s pupils trembled slightly. A fleeting expression of something other than indifference crossed her cold eyes.

"User." She called after him.

User halted, half turning back, "What?"

"Muen will come to you in the afternoon. You need to teach her how to write her name."

User frowned slightly, "And then?"

"In the evening, I will check her learning progress. If she has learned it, you can walk with me in the garden tomorrow for an hour."

User blinked, seizing a keyword, "Walk with you…?"

Rossweisse was slightly surprised, but she didn’t show much panic. She continued calmly, "Don’t misunderstand. I just want to keep an eye on you. You’re quite cunning. If it were someone else, they might let you escape." řἈΝóＢЕṡ

User chuckled, "How hard can it be teaching a kid to write their name?"

"I didn’t say it was her name," Rossweisse said. "She has to write the names of our entire family."

"Including mine?"

"Obviously, you’re her dad."

"…Alright, it’s a promise, no backing out."

Rossweisse snorted coldly, "I don’t need to promise you anything, User."

"Mother dragon, you’re truly hard to please."

Rossweisse ignored User and flew away.

User also withdrew his gaze and walked towards the inner room. But after taking only two steps, he suddenly realised a very serious issue, immediately rushed back to the balcony, and shouted down to Rossweisse,

"Hey, Mother Dragon, you haven’t told me your last name yet!"

"User."

"Hiss… What a twisted name."

While User complained, he wrote his and Rossweisse’s names on paper.

Then he added below, "Muen Melkvi."

In fact, he originally wanted to tease Muen a bit, making her think he shared User’s surname.

But the thought of Rossweisse discovering his little scheme in the evening worried him that he wouldn’t escape unscathed. So, he tried his best not to provoke the Mother Dragon over such matters. Therefore, in the afternoon, he taught the little dragon girl to write these three names.

Generally, human infants start to learn some basic literacy skills around the age of three. However, a dragon girl born from the union of humans and dragon blood should be more intelligent than normal children.

So, teaching her these basic skills when Muen was a little over a year old posed no issues. Thinking about this, User couldn’t help but marvel at waking up precisely at the right moment.

If he had woken up a bit earlier, Muen wouldn’t have been walking yet, and he wouldn’t be so tired, If she woke up a bit later, Rossweisse would probably seek someone else to teach her some basic knowledge, and User wouldn’t have to take care of the child every day.

It was hard not to suspect that the Mother Dragon calculated the timing of his awakening when rescuing him.

User shook his head to clear his thoughts.

He looked at the three names he had just written and contemplated how he would teach Muen to write them later.

"Melkvi… Melkvi…"

Although it was a bit tricky to pronounce, User, as he chanted, connected some dots.

"Melkvi—Oh~ So it’s a transliteration of ‘Milky Way.'"

Unexpectedly, the dragons had a bit of romanticism regarding naming.

Thinking about this, User couldn’t help but marvel at waking up precisely at the right moment.

"Muen… what’s wrong?"

The little dragon girl gave him a disdainful look, ignored him, slammed the door shut, and walked away.

The stubborn footsteps gradually faded away, leaving User alone in the messy entrance.

After regaining his senses, User approached, wanting to open the door to see what was going on. But as soon as he stepped, the door panel was pushed in from the outside.

"Dad, are you okay?" Muen ran over in concern and helped User up.

Worried, Muen ran over and helped User up. User was left dizzy by the impact, but fortunately, his master had taught him the Adamantine Body Technique in his youth. If he could withstand crushing boulders on his chest, could he not withstand a door panel from his little dragon daughter? A momentary dizziness was all.

After a brief moment of recovery, he was fine.

"Sorry, Dad, Muen, Muen hurt you…" The little dragon girl pinched User’s sleeve, expressing her distress.

User was dumbfounded.

She had just said User couldn’t touch her, and it hadn’t even been a minute. How did things suddenly change?

Could it be…

Is the genetic flaw in human-dragon hybrids a split personality?

Book 1: Chapter 17

User sat at the table with Muen’s support.

Muen raised her little hand, gently rubbing User’s nose bridge, apologising sweetly.

"Sorry, Daddy, Muen didn’t mean to. Muen didn’t expect a gentle push on the door to send Daddy so far away."

She pouted, her warm eyes gleaming as if she would cry if User didn’t forgive her.

"Does Daddy still hurt? Muen will blow on it for you, and it won’t hurt anymore~"

User lifted Muen onto his lap, wiping away the warm liquid from the corners of her eyes. "It’s okay, Muen, don’t think too much. Daddy’s fault. I couldn’t even handle a simple wooden board. In the future, Daddy will exercise more and try to resist better."

Muen laughed and wiped the corner of her eye, "As long as Daddy’s not hurt, it’s good!"

User smiled and pinched Muen’s little nose, "Alright, let’s go—chua~."

He made a gesture like turning a page in a book, "Let’s turn this over and forget about it, okay?"

Muen squinted and smiled, softly responding, "Okay~ Daddy is the best~."

With that, Muen hugged User’s neck and kissed his cheek firmly.

User, pleasantly surprised by the affection, couldn’t help but have some additional thoughts. Why did it feel like being charmed by his daughter…

Five minutes ago, "Don’t touch me, idiot."

Five minutes later, "Daddy is the best, muuuua~."

Sigh—

Dragons were truly creatures that were hard to understand.

"Daddy, what are we going to do this afternoon?"

This question caught User off guard. He picked up the paper on the table and pointed to the contents, "In the afternoon, Daddy will teach you to write these three names. How about that?"

Learning to read and write was a new and interesting thing for Muen.

She nodded, "Yes, yes, Daddy, teach me quickly!"

"Didn’t Mom teach you before?" User asked casually while preparing paper and pen.

"Mother said to wait until you woke up and let you teach me, hehe~."

Damn.

Mother dragon should have a name Laziness.

Muen grabbed a small stool and sat next to User.

User first taught her the proper way to hold the pen.

Muen quickly grasped it and could hold the pen steadily after a few tries. Then, User began teaching her from the stage of recognising characters.

"Don’t press too hard, or you might pierce through the paper. Take it slow, don’t rush."

"Mmm."

Muen’s understanding was also good. With a little guidance from User, she could replicate his name following the same pattern.

"Great job, Muen. Now, let’s move on to memorising the stroke order of the letters," User said.

"Huh? Is there a specific order for that too? Muen thought you just needed to write them."

"Of course, there are rules. Without rules, there’s no order. If there’s no prescribed order, it’s not writing. It’s drawing."

User patiently explained, "With a prescribed order, the letters you write will look better, Muen."

"Okay~ I got it, Daddy. I’ll practice hard!"

"Mmm, let’s continue."

User began teaching the stroke order of the letters.

At first, Muen couldn’t help but write whichever stroke she found easier, but with User’s patient correction and natural aptitude, she quickly wrote the name "User" beautifully. RÄ𝐍ȫＢÈş

User was satisfied with her progress. Next, they moved on to practising Rossweisse’s name. Her name posed a bit more difficulty.

However, perhaps due to the buff from "Mother Dragon," Muen practised with extra diligence.

When practising User’s name, she used three pages of paper, but when practising Rossweisse’s name, Muen used a full seven or eight pages.

User looked at the table full of paper and said softly, "You really like writing your mom’s name so much…"

"Umm…"

"You keep practising, Daddy needs to use the restroom."

"Oh, okay."

Muen blinked her pretty eyes.

At a young age, she couldn’t understand the meaning of "being jealous."

But she could sense that Daddy seemed to care about the different page numbers of her paper practice. So, while User was in the restroom, Muen quietly picked up her pen and started rewriting User’s name.

In no time, she practised many more sheets of "User."

"1, 2, 3… 11 sheets, Daddy, Muen wrote 11 sheets of your name!"

When User returned, Muen happily held up the 11 sheets of paper for him to see.

User was momentarily surprised, and his heart warmed. He said,

“Good girl.

You’re truly a little cotton-padded jacket, understanding your old father so well!

You’re a thousand times better than your stubborn donkey mother!”

User embraced Muen’s small face and affectionately rubbed it.

Muen’s chubby cheeks were squashed flat, but she was very happy. It seemed like the first time Daddy initiated such intimacy with her.

"Alright, let’s practice the last name, which is your own, Muen Melkvi."

"Hmm? Isn’t Muen your name?"

User blinked, "Could it be that we have different understandings of ‘Muen’…"

"No, no, it’s a middle name. Muen has a middle name."

The custom of having a middle name is quite common among the descendants of the imperial family in the empire. It often took the surname of someone who married or was adopted into the royal family.

It also represented the royal family’s respect for that person, acknowledging their status within the royal family.

User didn’t expect that this custom also existed within the dragon race.

"No, no, it’s a middle name. Muen has a middle name."

User pursed his lips, a bit unclear about what the mother dragon was thinking.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he said, "Alright, Daddy understands. Let’s start practising your name."

When writing her name, Muen was also very serious. Her name was pronounced like "moon," and it was also easy to spell.

Not everyone was like that mother dragon Rossweisse, given such an awkward and tongue-twisting name. User was even worried that in the future, during the passionate moments of resonance due to their dragon marks, he might accidentally call out the wrong name.

"Done practising! Daddy, how does it look?"

User looked at the paper.

Muen’s handwriting was neat, and the strokes were consistent. For a child, it was already excellent.

He patted Muen’s head satisfactorily, "Hmm, Muen, you’re amazing. You’ve learned the names of our family so quickly."

"Mmm."

Muen was momentarily stunned, then shook her head, "No, no. If we’re a family, then we’re missing one."

User’s heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

A family still missing one…

Thinking back to the grumpy version of Muen he encountered at noon…

So, there was only one truth!

User couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"So, it turns out I wasn’t just passionately captivated from the beginning, but also… a double shot!"