Chapter 301: To Saint Heath for New Semester

"Of course. Little Light, do you want to come along too?"

"Mm-hmm. Just reading the descriptions in the book is still too one-sided, I want to see it in person."

"Alright, then we'll bring Light along when the time comes, how about that?"

The little pink-haired girl nodded, then reached out and hugged her dad's neck, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "Daddy, you're the best~"

Sweetened to the core by his daughter, the old father directly hugged her into his arms, "Come on, let's go out and get some sun, don't stay cooped up in the library all day."

"Daddy is my sunshine~"

"You really know how to talk with that little mouth of yours."

Leon affectionately nuzzled Little Light's smooth cheek, "If your Mommy's mouth were half as sweet as yours, Dad's happiness level would've at least tripled."

"But I think you're already very happy, Daddy," Little Light said seriously.

Leon blinked, "Really? You can tell?"

"Of course."

Little Light said, "Even though you always say Mommy doesn't understand romance, that her mouth is too stiff or whatever, but every time you mention her, whether you're complaining or teasing, your tone is pretty cheerful."

"Cheerful? No... way," Leon didn't think he'd ever feel happy when mentioning that big mother dragon, let alone every time. That's just not possible.

His relationship with Rossweise shouldn't have progressed to that point... right?

Little Light blinked her pretty eyes and clicked her tongue softly, "Hmm... not really cheerful, more like... proud, or smug. It's like the flaws Mommy has don't really matter to you, you even find them kind of interesting."

Looking at Little Light's serious summarizing expression, Leon knew she wasn't joking or making things up.

'Hiss~'

'Could it be that every time I mention Rossweise, the corners of my mouth are harder to suppress than an AK?'

'No way...'

'What "her flaws don't really matter to me"?'

'Come on, if I had to list that mother dragon's flaws, I could go on for three days and nights and still not be done.'

Leon shook his head and reached out to pinch Little Light's nose, "Little kids shouldn't always try to read adult minds."

"Daddy, it's fine if you say that to me, but if you say it to Big Sis, she'll ignore you for three days."

Leon curled his lips, smiling and shaking his head.

'These little dragon girls, one is sharper than the next.'

Leon skipped over this topic and brought Little Light to the garden behind the temple.

When they arrived, Luna was already pestering Noah to play blindfolded ghost tag with her.

"Daddy."

"Hmm?"

"Have you noticed that Second Sis has been clinging to Big Sis more than usual these days?", Little Light looked at her two sisters playing in the distance and asked.

Leon followed her gaze, then recalled Luna's behavior over the past two days, "Hmm... yeah, a little. But she used to cling to Noah a lot too. After you were born, she became a little more independent, maybe because she felt like she had to act like a big sister."

"But deep down, Second Sis still really depends on Big Sis."

"That's true."

During the two years Leon was unconscious, for a long period, Noah was the one who accompanied Luna.

So as Luna's personality and thoughts matured, she began to regard Noah as a very important support.

Simply put, she's a siscon.

Leon didn't think there was anything wrong with sisters being close, and Noah had never shown any impatience toward Luna.

She knew she was her little sister's support and reliance, so she would never let her down.

That's just Noah's nature, striving to please everyone to the best of her ability.

"Eh? Little Light, why don't you ever cling to your sisters?", Leon suddenly asked.

"Because I'm being hugged by you, Daddy."

"...Sorry, sorry," Leon bent down and put Little Light on the ground.

"Then Daddy, I'm going to play now~"

"Mm, go ahead, be careful."

The little pink-haired girl waved, then turned and ran toward her two sisters.

With the three little ones gathered, the game became more lively.

Leon stood at a distance, hands in his pockets, quietly watching this warm and harmonious scene. The corners of his mouth gradually curved upward.

He recalled that ideal he once told Rossweise about, ("Move to a remote countryside and start a ranch.")

("Then marry a woman who's not beautiful but not ugly either.")

("Have a cute daughter.")

("And finally wait for time to slowly wither me away. I think, if I could, that would probably be the life I want.")

His current life, although lacking the ranch and with a fake wife who's way too pretty for his laid-back standards, at least... his daughters are genuinely cute.

Leon slowly sat on the grass, then lay down, hands behind his head, looking at the deep blue sky.

A breeze brushed across the bangs on his forehead, cool and refreshing.

Not long after, footsteps approached.

Leon didn't need to open his eyes to know who it was.

"Slacking off?", she asked.

"Mm. Join me?", Leon invited.

Rossweise didn't reply, but instead also slowly lay down.

She placed her hands on her lower abdomen and leaned her shoulder against Leon's.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, sprinkling warmly on their bodies.

———

The new semester at St. Heath Academy had arrived.

Leon kept his promise to Little Light and brought her along to send Noah back to school.

Since there was no "school bus" like Leviathan's special transport, parents had to bring their children back themselves, making the day quite lively.

But the liveliest of all was the Melkvei family.

Most dragon families have two to three members.

After all, traditional dragon clans follow a "fewer but better" birth policy. Even among live-birth families, most only have one child.

But the Melkvei family showed up with a full five members.

Basically equivalent to two and a half cocoon-born dragonling families.

You could see the Silver Dragon Queen and her husband (who refused to show his tail) holding their eldest daughter's hand, each carrying one of the other two daughters in their arms.

If they had another child, Rossweise might have to use her tail to wrap them up.

Other parents couldn't help but stop and watch this scene.

Their emotions were complicated.

Not jealousy, not contempt , just pure surprise.

"I heard the Silver Dragon Queen is only a little over two hundred years old and already has three kids... Can she manage it?"

"You think her husband's just for show? I've heard he's great with the kids and good at fighting, an all-arounder~"

"Seriously?"

"Of course it's true. The Silver Dragon Queen is famously excellent among the young generation of dragon kings. No way she married someone who's lacking."

"Hmm... I'll go back and discuss with our king, maybe we should form diplomatic ties with the Silver Dragon Clan or something."

"..."

Leon listened to the chatter and leaned toward Rossweise, whispering, "Seems like we're even more famous than last semester."

Last semester, the two of them not only sprinkled dog food on the new student orientation stage, but also dominated the parent-child sports event with their absurd coordination and strength, winning over every opponent and spectator.

Among parents, tales of the "Silver Dragon Special Forces" spread like legend; Among students, Noah K. Melkvei was seen as the one true god of the academic year.

Leon thought that would've been the peak.

But after one break, their fame had grown even more.

'Mm, a bunch of very capable first-class contributors,' thought General Leon secretly.

"Mm, I expected this," said Rossweise.

"You did?"

"Yeah."

Rossweise said, "Not long ago, Bly and the others caused a huge stir, the news has already spread through the dragon clans. Your glorious feat of slaughtering six dragons in ten seconds is now a household tale."

"So that's it..."

"Mm. But internal dragon conflicts shouldn't be discussed at St. Heath Academy. This is a strictly neutral organization," Rossweise reminded.

Leon nodded, "Got it."

The couple brought the children to the teaching building, heading straight to Noah's class in the dragonling division.

Starting this semester, Noah had been promoted to the senior class. According to the homeroom teacher, Noah was probably the youngest and best-performing dragonling in decades.

At the classroom entrance, the teacher was there greeting each parent.

Seeing Leon's group, she warmly approached.

"Hope you've been well, Melkvei family."

The teacher smiled, then turned her gaze to Noah. She squatted down and pinched Noah's cheek, "Noah's grown taller, huh."

Between the ages of three and ten, dragonlings develop fastest.

Not just Noah, even Luna had gotten much taller.

Not long ago, Leon predicted that by the end of the year, his eldest and second daughters would grow from "small lolis" to "medium lolis."

'Ah, time never turns back,' the old father lamented.

After a few words with the teacher, Noah had to go back to class and prepare for the first day of the new semester.

Before leaving, Leon squatted down, placing his hands on his daughter's shoulders, and instructed, "Study hard. Don't slack off just because you've previewed the lessons at home. Keep strengthening your fundamentals, that'll help you when learning advanced magic later, got it?"

Noah nodded obediently, "Got it, Daddy."

"Eat breakfast on time. You're in a growing phase, don't skip a single meal."

"Mm-hmm."

"Go to bed before ten, or you'll get dark circles."

"Okay."

"And don't fight with your classmates," Rossweise added.

"Okay, Mommy."

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