Chapter 18: Hurry, bring the eldest daughter up!

Leon’s thoughts drifted back to a few days ago. It was his first time accompanying Muen to play. In the temple corridor, he encountered a little girl who looked exactly like Muen, but she had an icy expression and ran away after a glance at Leon.

Then, at noon, he met the indifferent version of Muen again. This time, although they communicated, it wasn’t pleasant.

Leon thought he might have gone insane from two years of sleep, or perhaps Muen had some sort of personality split. So, it turned out it was another daughter.

“So, Muen, you mean you have another sister!”

Muen shook her head, “Not a sister, she’s my big sister~”

Leon, with a thoughtful expression, made a sound of acknowledgment and then immediately asked for the name of this well-hidden elder daughter, “So, what’s Muen’s sister called?”

“Noia~ Sister is called Noia~ It’s a homophone of the hero’s name in the myth of the dragon race who saved the world.”

“Noia…” Leon lowered his head, repeatedly savoring the name. Rosvitha was quite skilled in naming. She placed high hopes on the elder daughter, wanting her to become a hero like those in mythology.

The pronunciation of the youngest daughter’s name was derived from the moon, surrounded by stars, a precious gem in the palm.

“Daddy, can you teach me to write my big sister’s name?” Muen said.

“Alright, Daddy will write it first, and you can imitate, okay!”

“Great!”

As Leon spoke, he picked up a pen and, on a blank piece of paper, earnestly wrote down Noia’s full name—Noia K. Melkvi.

Neat handwriting, elegant strokes, and a personal touch could definitely be called beautiful handwriting. Of course, it was excellent.

During the three years when Leon was lying in the hospital with a broken chest from Master Daishi, and only his hands and neck could move, he practiced calligraphy out of boredom.

“Wow, ~ Daddy writes so beautifully!” Muen’s eyes sparkled.

Leon smiled, “Muen, you’ll be able to write so beautifully soon, too.”

“Yeah, Daddy, can I keep this? I want to show it to my sister tonight. She’ll definitely like it.”

“No problem. Oh, by the way, Muen, is your sister… not easy to get along with?”

Recalling the two encounters with Noia earlier, the little girl either ran away upon seeing him or treated him with a cold demeanor.

Noia is not like Muen, warm and obedient, Leon wondered.

“No, not at all. Big sister is really nice. She takes Muen to pick and eat fruits, helps Muen tie her hair, and when Muen gets into trouble, big sister even takes the blame for her—uh… Dad, don’t tell Mother. Actually, it was Muen who accidentally dirtied her dress before…”

Of course, Leon wouldn’t betray the trust. He patted Muen’s head, “No problem, Daddy will keep it a secret for you.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“So, your sister Noia is actually a pretty nice person, right?”

“Yeah, maybe she was a bit shy when she first met Daddy.”

Leon nodded.

In that case, there shouldn’t be any issues. It turned out the elder daughter’s attitude towards him was just unfamiliarity. Leon initially thought she was some kind of young dragon version of Rosvitha.

Just dealing with a stubborn mother dragon was challenging enough for Leon. If there was another one, he might consider jumping off the temple on the spot. But it turned out to be a false alarm.

Thinking about it, Leon’s mischievous thoughts started bubbling up again. He had already figured out how he would playfully tease the overbearing mother dragon when Rosvitha came in the evening.

“Daddy, why are you laughing?” Muen asked.

“Ah! Nothing. Come on, Muen, let’s practice your sister’s name.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Muen obediently practiced with Leon for the entire afternoon.

The little dragon girl’s aptitude was indeed good. In just a few hours, she learned to write Daddy, Mommy, Noia, and her name neatly.

In the evening, after a busy day, Rosvitha came to Leon’s room.

“Mother, your Excellency~”

Seeing Rosvitha, Muen excitedly ran over, hugged Rosvitha’s small leg, and looked up at her. “Good evening, Mother.”

Rosvitha reached down to pat Muen’s head. “Good evening, Muen. Have you learned to write your name now?”

“I learned, I learned! And not only can Muen write her name, but also Daddy and Mother’s names!” Muen proudly said, her childish face full of the expression of seeking praise.

“Well, good job,” Rosvitha replied.

“Ugh… writing names is so difficult, but Muen learned all of it in just one afternoon~.”

For the slightly stingy praise from Mother, Muen certainly wanted more. Sitting on the floor, leaning against the bedside, Leon said leisurely, “Muen has really worked hard. Praise her a bit more, won’t you?”

Rosvitha glanced at that guy, for some reason, feeling that Leon suddenly had a kind of…

Overconfident self-assurance!

She withdrew her gaze and looked down at Muen by her side. Her daughter blinked her watery eyes at her, almost writing the words “Mom, praise me quickly” on her face. Rosvitha slowly squatted down, holding Muen’s shoulders, and said with a smile, “Hmm, Muen is really amazing. So, as a reward for Muen, for dinner tonight, I’ll make your favorite pan-fried steak, okay!”

“Okay, ~ Mom’s steak is the most delicious!”

“Hmph, I thought you were quite traditional,” Leon teased.

“Why are you sitting there so leisurely, Leon?”

Leon shrugged, “You asked me to teach our daughter to write names. I taught her. Why can’t I sit down and rest for a while?”

“That doesn’t mean you’re done just because you said so. Muen, come over and write. Let me see.”

“Okay~”

Muen climbed onto the chair, took a piece of paper and a pen, and earnestly started writing the names of the three people. Rosvitha stood silently on the side, watching. The daughter’s handwriting was elegant and neat, quite impressive for a child. It seemed that Leon had some skill in teaching children.

Leon, seeing this, stretched his neck for a glance and then stood up and walked over.

Standing on either side of Muen, Leon and Rosvitha gave off a couple of vibes. However, Leon, leaning over, wasn’t able to create a couple of moments with Rosvitha.

“Finished writing!”

The three names were neatly written.

Rosvitha nodded in satisfaction, “Well done, Muen. Now—”

“Hey Muen, is there someone’s name missing?” Leon, with a hint of a smirk, feigned a puzzled expression.

“Hmm! Oh, right, one is missing!”

Rosvitha’s expression, initially carrying a bit of a smile, instantly turned cold at these words.

She glanced at Leon and found him looking at her with a triumphant expression.

“Since we’re writing the names of the whole family, we should include everyone to make us look neat and loving, right, Muen?”

“Dad is right!”

“Then quickly write little Noia’s name too.”

“Yeah, yeah!”

Rosvitha observed the father-daughter interaction with a slight squint. “Little… Noia… Has Muen told you?”

Finally getting the chance, Leon nodded eagerly. “Yes, indeed. Ah, I must confess, I’ve been awake for a week and only just learned my eldest daughter’s name.”

Rosvitha remained silent, anticipating Leon’s next words, quietly observing his performance.

“And, Rosvitha.”

“Yeah!”

“I also feel deeply guilty towards you.”

Suppressing a smile, Rosvitha asked, “Guilty about what towards me?”

Leon feigned anguish, saying, “Giving birth is already a tough task, and I never imagined you’d go through it twice for me. You’ve truly endured a lot.”

“Ah, when I return to the Empire someday, your name will surely be inscribed in our family history, Rosvitha!”

If he was going to provoke, he might as well go all the way. After all, the outcome of provocation was always the same, so why not be a bit more ruthless?

Seeing Rosvitha remain silent, just staring at him with a cold gaze, Leon speculated that he had breached her defenses.

So Leon pressed on, saying, “Speaking of which, Rosvitha, it’s been so many days, and you haven’t mentioned this matter. Are you so amazed by my robust health and abilities that you’ve forgotten?”

How could one forget such a significant event?

Leon was clearly insinuating that Rosvitha deliberately concealed the truth due to guilt.

But Rosvitha showed no change in expression and calmly replied, “It’s all for your good, Leon.”

“For my good?”

“Yes.”

“I… I’m doing fine. I already have a pair of lovely twin daughters. What could go wrong? So, when do I get to meet Noia formally?”

Rosvitha raised an eyebrow, “Are you in such a hurry?”

“Meeting my daughter, of course, I’m anxious.”

Rosvitha chuckled, “Alright, don’t regret it.”

Regret!

Humph, didn’t joke around, immature mother dragon. Quickly brought the eldest daughter here!