Chapter 6: Fallen, great dragon slayer.

Well, flight speed was incredibly fast in dragon form. Leon 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, Rosvitha seemed to realize this. Just before Leon 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 Rosvitha’s contempt, Leon would usually retort, but given his current state, he had to refrain. After a slight improvement in his condition, Leon 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,” Rosvitha replied.

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

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

Leon 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, Rosvitha 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.

Leon had gathered information about Rosvitha, 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, Leon’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, Leon was betrayed by someone from within, becoming Rosvitha’s captive. Leon 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 Leon endured. Shaking his head, Leon cleared his thoughts and stopped dwelling on such matters.

Throughout the entire flight to the Empire, Rosvitha 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. Rosvitha reverted to her human form, her tail wrapped around Leon’s waist as they slowly descended onto the top of a giant tree.

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

“There, that’s your home,” She said.

Leon 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.

Leon 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, Rosvitha wasn’t mocking Leon. She understood his longing for home. Hence, Leon slowly turned around, intending to ask Rosvitha 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 Leon with graceful steps, her smooth feet stepping confidently on the rough tree trunk as if unaffected by the texture.

Leon instinctively backed away, “You don’t mean to do it here, do you—”

“Swish—”

Rosvitha’s tail lunged unexpectedly. Leon tried to block, but Rosvitha 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.

“Rosvitha, I advise you not to go too far. I won’t let you manipulate me like when I just woke up!” Leon threatened.

But Rosvitha 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—”

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

Before Leon could respond, Rosvitha 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 Leon’s eyes, like a bustling city hanging in the sky.

“Look at your hometown, Leon Casmode, look at it. I will, in front of it, make you lose your dignity once again,” Rosvitha declared.

Rosvitha once again began her torment of Leon. 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 Leon’s nerves. The lights of the distant empire reflected in his pupils. But even such beautiful light couldn’t illuminate Leon’s eyes, which were gradually losing their luster.

“No blinking, Leon, 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, Leon, what are we doing? What are we doing in the face of the empire you guard!”

When Rosvitha 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.

Leon was utterly powerless to resist. The silver tail restrained his movements. Rosvitha 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 Leon.

“See, Leon, 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. Rosvitha 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, Rosvitha 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, Rosvitha chuckled, “You failed, Leon. 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, Leon!”

Answer?

How to answer?

Leon 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, Leon? What do you say?”

“This way, you can see your hometown every month.”

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

“Rosvitha.” 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 Rosvitha’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!”

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

“All right, I’ll wait for you, Leon Casmode. We—won’t rest until death!”