Chapter 144: Husband’s Protector

Leon signed up for the competition at the new store.

Sure enough, the first prize was the Jade Dew Dragon Fruit that the shop owner had just promoted.

There weren’t many people who signed up for the competition because although dragon fruits were rare, they were just a supplement for pregnant women. For normal dragons, eating it was no different from eating an ordinary fruit.

As for the rules of the competition, they weren’t difficult either. After all, it was just a promotional method for the opening of the new store, so it just needed to be lively.

The competition was divided into three rounds, each with different fun games. The first two rounds were elimination rounds, and in the final round with only two people left, they would compete for the ultimate prize.

After hearing the rules, Leon’s eyes lit up involuntarily.

“These rules seem so familiar. But why are you dragons so persistent about these ‘three-round fun competitions’?” Leon pointed out the last event at the St. Hys Academy’s sports festival, which was also a three-round fun competition.

At that time, he and Rosvitha had transformed into special forces, rushing through the challenges like crazy, with only one goal in mind: to win the championship.

And of course, they got what they wanted in the end.

Rosvitha crossed her arms and shrugged. “Well, isn’t this perfect? You’re a school sports festival champion, don’t embarrass yourself in this small competition.”

Leon chuckled and adjusted his collar. “Humph, let me show you what the highest mountain and the longest river are.”

“The most stubborn prisoner of war,” Rosvitha inserted timely.

“Shut up!”

Amidst the banter, the shop owner announced the start of the competition and asked all participants to take their positions.

Leon stepped onto the stage.

Rosvitha cheered him on from behind, “Come on, defend your championship! The whole world is waiting for you to become a double champion.”

Leon didn’t turn around, he just raised his arm and made an OK gesture.

Following a few other contestants, they arrived at the venue.

Leon stood on the far left, quietly observing the other dragons around him, all of them top-notch. They were mostly male dragons, while their wives cheered for them outside the competition venue.

“Go, honey!”

“You’re the best, darling! If you win, I’ll cook you something delicious!”

“Beat them, my dear!”

The wives had special VIP seats right in front of the venue, where they cheered fervently. It seemed like the dragon wives were more excited than the contestants on the field, with each cheer louder than the last, as if the loudest voice could directly lead to victory.

Meanwhile, Rosvitha stood calmly with her arms crossed behind them. Leon couldn’t help but notice her tall figure.

How could a queen’s way of cheering be the same as those noisy and vulgar fans? She didn’t even need to open her mouth or use any body language. Just by exchanging glances, Leon could understand her message.

As the couple exchanged glances across the bustling competition venue, they seemed somewhat out of place. However, they didn’t mind because, in a sense, when they looked into each other’s eyes, there was only room for each other.

After a brief gaze, Rosvitha’s lips curved into a gentle and generous smile. Then, she silently mouthed two words to Leon:

“Go~ for~ it~”

Leon nodded in acknowledgement.

“Oh, sorry, there’s one last contestant here. Please come up quickly; we’re about to begin.”

The last contestant?

Leon looked towards the entrance of the venue. When he caught sight of the so-called last contestant, his eyes widened in surprise.

It was a tall figure, dressed in a long black trench coat, wearing a black hat and a pair of sunglasses perched on the bridge of the nose, covering most of the face, revealing only a delicate nose and charming red lips.

Even though dressed conservatively and not showing her face, this last contestant still exuded an aura of “cold beauty.”

“Hey, what are you looking at, you rascal! I’ll gouge your eyes out if you keep staring!” A dragon wife in the audience expressed her discontent.

With that remark, a contestant immediately lowered his head nervously.

Leon clasped his hands in his pockets, silently observing this mysterious woman in the trench coat.

Among the male dragons, she stood out as the only female dragon, making her particularly unique.

Could it be that the one at home is a professional freeloader? Does he have to rely on his wife to play a game?

Looking back at Leon, who even as a prisoner of war took the stage, it’s evident that the judgment between families is straightforward~

But what intrigued Leon the most was what was behind this trench coat women—

Like him, she didn’t expose her tail.

Dragons could judge each other’s race and age by their tail characteristics. Generally, dragons who hid their tails were mostly from extinct small tribes.

However, judging by the demeanor of the trench coat women, she seemed more like an elegant and mysterious baroness.

Leon withdrew his gaze, deciding not to dwell on it further. The competition began promptly.

The first round of the competition was “Jump Seven.”

The contestants formed a circle and counted in sequence. Whenever the number contained ‘seven’ or was a multiple of ‘seven,’ they had to say “jump,” and then the counting continued with the next contestant.

There was no time or round limit for this round. After eliminating five people, the game ended, and the remaining contestants advanced to the second round.

After hearing the rules, Leon and the other contestants formed a circle.

The mysterious woman in the trench coat stood opposite Leon.

But her face was still obscured.

“Alright, contestants, get ready. Let’s start with the gentleman who was standing on the far left just now, then continue counting along the right side,” the announcer said.

The far left referred to Leon.

Leon looked left and right, pretending to be oblivious. But in the next moment, he unexpectedly called out a number:

“6!”

“7!… Huh? Wait a minute.”

The male dragon on his right paused, clearly not expecting Leon’s little trick. “Hey, who starts counting from 6? That’s against the rules.”

Leon shrugged. “The rules didn’t say we had to start from 1.”

The other contestant was left speechless.

Indeed, as Leon pointed out, the rules only mentioned “counting in order,” without specifying that it had to start from 1. So Leon began with 6, catching the other contestant off guard, who almost reflexively said 7.

Although he felt somewhat embarrassed being eliminated in the first round, Leon decided to gracefully accept defeat and quietly stepped down from the stage.

“Shall I start first again?” Leon asked the shop owner.

“Sure, please go ahead,” the shop owner replied.

Leon glanced at the small male dragon on his right-hand side. The dragon, though smaller in stature, met Leon’s gaze with a slight tilt of his head.

This guy who didn’t want to show his tail seemed a bit clever. Leon couldn’t afford to underestimate him. After he counted, Leon made a mental note to think carefully before responding.

After a brief eye contact, Leon smiled faintly, causing the dragon to panic inwardly.

Is he going to count now?!

The dragon’s pupils trembled as he stared at Leon’s mouth, trying to anticipate what number he would say.

“Sneeze!” Leon suddenly exclaimed.

The dragon was taken aback.

Just… a sneeze? Bro, are you kidding me—

“44,” Leon declared suddenly.

“Ah… 44… If it’s 44… then, jump, jump! I jump!” the dragon stuttered.

“You should have said 45, why are you jumping?” Leon glanced at him and then looked away.

“Hey, you!”

Leon’s playful move drew laughter from the other contestants.

However, the wives in the audience weren’t pleased.

“Ah, why is it like this? Isn’t this against the rules?” The wife who spoke was probably the wife of the eliminated dragon.

“I don’t think so. After all, the boss didn’t say anything,” another wife replied.

“Damn, what a cunning guy, he’s exploiting the loopholes in the rules.”

The wives were too engrossed in their discussion to notice the presence of a ‘cunning guy’s’ wife nearby.

“Mind your words, miss.”

A cold and indifferent voice came from behind.

Two dragon wives turned to see a silver-haired beauty.

“How does my husband’s reasonable use of the rules become exploiting loopholes?” she said.

Hearing her words, the dragon wives felt aggrieved but couldn’t find a reason to refute. They could only turn back reluctantly and keep quiet.

Moreover… the aura of this silver-haired beauty was definitely not that of an ordinary wife. It’s best not to provoke her.

During the conversation, Leon on the stage eliminated another contestant.

Two more eliminations, and they could proceed to the next round, Leon thought, while silently calculating what trick to use next.

“For the next round, let’s have this lady in the trench coat start,” the shop owner suggested.

Realizing that if they let this guy continue, the promotional event would end in less than ten minutes, and what would be the point of the promotion then?

Leon shrugged, indicating he had no objections. Those familiar with the game understood why the overpowering hero was banned.

It was the mysterious woman in the trench coat’s turn to count first. She slightly parted her crimson lips, her voice slightly husky.

“26.”

“Uh …… Jump! Jump!” Almost fell for it.

The next contestant: “28.”

The woman in the trench coat tilted her head slightly. “You’re wrong, 28 is a multiple of 7, so you should jump too.”

“What? Darn it! So that’s how it is!”

With that, as long as one more contestant was eliminated, the rest could proceed to the next round.

The woman in the trench coat was about to count again, but a contestant suddenly raised his hand. “I… I’m not playing anymore! I quit!”

Originally I thought it would be a fierce and evenly matched duel, but unexpectedly, we got a fishy situation with a fishy guy and a fishy lady. Who would want to continue playing after that?

For the sake of a Jade Rosvitha, it’s not worth it! Not at all!

The shop owner scratched his head. Although he wanted to prolong the competition a bit more, if a contestant voluntarily withdrew, he couldn’t force them to continue.

“Alright, let’s start the next round!” he announced.

Leon silently stared at the woman in the trench coat in front of him. Somehow, why did she feel somewhat familiar… Is it just an illusion?