Chapter 150: Half truth and half lie

The bunny girl was nowhere to be seen, but the familiar sight of “Mother Dragon’s Seat” greeted him instead.

Rosvitha sat on Leon’s lap, one knee pressing down on his left hand. As for his right hand, it was tied to the bedpost with the same stockings from earlier.

Although the couple both knew very well that a flimsy pair of stockings was no match for the strength of a top dragon slayer’s right hand, Rosvitha just didn’t believe that this dog of a man could still act tough after his little scheme was exposed.

With her hands crossed over her chest, the queen looked down at Leon, who was pinned beneath her. She squinted slightly and spoke with an affected tone, “I’m truly touched, darling. When you said those words just now, you must have deeply moved yourself, right?”

“…I, I dare not move.”

“What is there that you dare not do? Hm? In my Silver Dragon Sanctum—”

Rosvitha leaned down, her ample bosom gently pressing against Leon’s chest. She reached out and patted his face with a jade-like hand. “And what about things Prince Leon Casmode wouldn’t dare to do?”

Leon licked his dry lips. “Actually… This is all a beautiful misunderstanding. Would you like me to explain?”

Rosvitha smiled, her eyes narrowed. “Of course, darling, I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.”

“In that case, please be a dear and help your husband untie this stocking…” Leon wiggled his right wrist, which was bound by the formalistic black stockings.

Untying stockings requires cooperation.

If he dared to break free on his own, it would surely provoke this mother dragon teetering on the edge of losing control, fast-tracking them to the submission phase.

After the battle in the study last time, Leon’s magical power hadn’t fully recovered yet, and he couldn’t afford to appease her any further.

But Rosvitha pouted, shook her head, and uttered the most torturous words in the gentlest tone, “No, darling, these stockings tonight will either bind your hands or be stuffed into your mouth. If you insist on being untied, then I’ll have to—”

“Thank you, no need to trouble yourself, binding is fine.”

Rosvitha gave a cold snort. “You dare deceive me, Leon. Aren’t you afraid your mouth will rot?”

Leon averted his gaze, muttering, “Even if it rots, it’s only half… ”

Rosvitha frowned, not catching that clearly. “What did you say?”

“I said, even if it rots, it’s only half. I’m not afraid.”

“Half rotten?… What do you mean?”

She vaguely guessed the implication behind Leon’s words. But since this guy had just tricked her, Rosvitha didn’t immediately confirm her suspicions.

Leon glanced at her, then quickly looked away, “The things I said to your sister… were half true and half false.”

The last few words were mumbled, as if he were eager to move on.

However, Rosvitha still caught the phrase “half true and half false,” and her concerns eased a bit due to Leon’s obvious evasion. If he were still deceiving her and spewing lies, he wouldn’t be so hesitant.

A hint of softness returned to Rosvitha’s expression. She tilted her head slightly. “Half true and half false? I don’t understand. Explain it to me in detail.”

“What’s there to explain about half true and half false? And those words weren’t many in total, you heard them all just now.”

That’s not wrong at all. The promise he made to Isabella at that time was indeed just a simple sentence. And the so-called half-truth and half-false actually referred not to the content of that promise, but to Leon’s state of mind at the time. It was very complicated, very awkward.

Not to mention trying to articulate it verbally in the current situation, even given some time to think and express it in writing, Leon couldn’t accurately describe his mindset at that moment. So he couldn’t provide Rosvitha with a reasonable explanation.

“Hmph, aren’t you just talking nonsense? What half-truth and half-false? It’s just a lame excuse you came up with on the spot.”

Of course, she knew Leon wasn’t talking nonsense or making excuses. The reason she said so was just to make Leon uncomfortable. He had just tricked the queen with his sweet words, now it was time for him to pay a little price.

“Tsk, believe it or not, I can’t be bothered to waste my breath trying to make you believe me.”

Oh, look at you being so stubborn. Saying you can’t be bothered to waste your breath, but deep down, you really hope I understand your thoughts, don’t you?

Hmph, Leon, while we may be archenemies, isn’t the prerequisite for becoming archenemies to have enough understanding of each other? Your little thoughts are sometimes written all over your face.

Rosvitha was quite satisfied with Leon’s reaction. She had thought he would retort back at her and escalate the situation to a tense level where things might get out of hand.

But unexpectedly, although he remained stubborn, there was also a hint of softness she hadn’t seen before.

Rosvitha let out a slow breath, thinking it’s best to end things here tonight.

If it’s time to submit the assignment, it’s already too late. There are less than three hours left until dawn. Let’s talk about it another day.

However, just as Rosvitha was about to let Leon off the hook, she heard the dog of a man murmuring again, “I didn’t expect you to care so much about the promise I made to your sister… Could it be that you want to make it real—uh uh uh!!”

Before Leon could finish, Rosvitha grabbed the large teddy bear on the bed and covered Leon’s face with it.

The dragon slayer beneath her struggled and writhed, but Rosvitha sat on him as steady as a rock.

“Murder! Rosvitha, you’re committing murder! Uh uh uh!”

“Heh, it’s the teddy bear that’s killing you, what does it have to do with me, Rosvitha? Darling, just endure it for now!”

“Uh uh uh uh (Rosvitha)!”

“What? I can’t hear you, darling. Just bear with it, you won’t feel uncomfortable in a little while~”

She didn’t exert much force, and Leon’s struggles weren’t to the point of life or death. This was just a part of their daily marital fun.

However, as Leon’s hand pat randomly, he suddenly felt something slightly hard on the back of the teddy bear.

His movement paused abruptly, and his thoughts drifted back to a long time ago.

It was when Rosvitha was unconscious due to the Blood Enchantment, and he spent his days by her side, taking care of her, washing her face, and wiping her body.

One day, Leon was so exhausted that he fell asleep by Rosvitha’s bed, and his hand inadvertently touched the teddy bear he had given her.

At that time, it seemed like he had also felt something hard.

Generally, the inside of a regular teddy bear… seems to only contain soft cotton, right?

As he contemplated, the teddy bear pressing against his face moved away.

“Oh, darling, you’re quite hard to kill,” Rosvitha teased, looking at Leon’s flushed face.

Leon ignored her and instead glanced at the teddy bear beside him. Casting a glance at Rosvitha, Leon suddenly grabbed the teddy bear when she wasn’t paying attention and then proceeded to unzip its back.

Seeing this, Rosvitha quickly suppressed her smile and lunged forward to snatch the teddy bear back.

Oh? Why so flustered?

That teddy bear must have some unspeakable secrets inside!

Leon executed a clever maneuver, slipping out from under Rosvitha’s grasp. Rosvitha, without even bothering to put on her slippers, hurriedly got out of bed to chase after Leon.

Of course, Leon wouldn’t let her catch up easily. He directly performed a “Qin King Circling the Pillar” maneuver with the mother dragon.

The couple circled around the large bed, chasing and evading each other, resembling children playing a game of pass the handkerchief.

After a few laps, Rosvitha stood on the left side of the bed while Leon stood on the right. They faced each other across the bed, locked in a stalemate.

“Give me back the bear!” Rosvitha demanded.

“No way. Your urgency proves that there’s definitely something good inside,” Leon retorted.

“I’m not urgent!”

“Heh, you might as well have the word ‘urgent’ written on your face.”

With that, seizing the opportunity, Leon made a dash for the balcony.

Rosvitha, with long strides, crossed the bed and chased after him, barefoot.

However, when she caught up to the balcony, the poor teddy bear had already been “cut open” by the despicable dragon slayer. In Leon’s hand was a photograph.

Seeing this, Rosvitha hurried forward and snatched the photo. Blushing, she held it behind her back. But she was sure Leon had already seen the contents of the photo.

Leon also dropped the playful facade he had earlier. He scratched his head, remained silent for a moment, then spoke, “I didn’t expect you to still keep that photo.”

Rosvitha bit her lip and awkwardly explained, “I just forgot to throw it away.”

“Forget to throw it away… and hide it inside the teddy bear I gave you?”

“I really just forgot.”

With that, Rosvitha bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately threw the photo off the balcony into the night.

As the photo disappeared into the darkness of the night, Rosvitha’s heart lurched. But she quickly averted her gaze and looked at Leon stubbornly, saying, “See, I’ve thrown it away now.”

“Wow, you really threw it away!”

Leon leaned against the balcony railing, peering down. Unfortunately, it was night, and the light was dim, so he couldn’t see where the photo landed.

“Of course, I really threw it away. Ugh, how boring. I’m going to bed.”

She stormed off in her pink cartoon pajamas, disappearing into the messy sheets.

But Leon didn’t follow her back inside. He stood on the balcony, staring in the direction where the photo had fallen, alone, feeling the emptiness and loneliness as the “lively” night approached its end.

He had already forgotten why he had smiled at Rosvitha in that photo. But the words on the back of the photo remained vivid in his memory.

“May the silver light always shine in the eyes of the beloved…”