Light scratched her temple and looked toward Second Sis, "But second sister is eating so deliciously, I want to eat too."
Noah didn't answer immediately, instead looked at a nearby maid,
"According to the process, how long until it's your turn to say your lines?"
The maid respectfully nodded, "Replying to Your Highness, around thirty seconds left."
Noah nodded, then looked at Little Light, "Hold it in, mom and dad are about to come back."
Little Light was stunned, looked left and right, didn't see any sign of mom and dad.
How could big sister be so sure?
"But when mom and dad went out they didn't say when exactly they'd come back, how do you know, big sister?", Little Light asked.
Noah took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and seriously said two words, "Experience."
"Ex... experience..."
Even a joker couldn't laugh in such a strange situation.
Having been born in this family for three years, Little Light still felt that at times she couldn't keep up with the thinking patterns of big sister, second sister, or mom and dad.
Could it be that in the future she really has to inherit auntie's Red Dragon Sanctuary...
That wouldn't work, then it would have to be changed from 'Red Dragon' to 'Pink Dragon', doesn't sound domineering at all.
Little Light's thoughts began to wander, trying to shift her attention away from this weird atmosphere.
And feeling puzzled and dumbfounded wasn't limited to Little Light alone.
["A funeral is a very serious and somber affair, it represents sorrow and longing for the deceased, it's a traditional custom followed by most races on the Samael continent, but—"]
["What the heck are you guys doing!"]
["It's one thing for the maids to be laughing and chatting, but why is even your little sister over there sneaking a bite of the offerings!"]
In the consciousness space, the ancestor was clearly shocked by the youngsters' antics.
The long-extinguished soul of ridicule, dormant for tens of thousands of years, was ablaze once more. If not for having slept too long and fallen out of touch with modern society, with a lacking vocabulary, Noah could probably keep roasting endlessly.
Noah calmly corrected, 'She's not stealing.'
["Then she is?"]
'Eating openly.'
["...So what's with this big ceremony? To honor your invincible father? But he's just gone out for a few days, not to the point of holding a funeral, right?"]
'No, not a memorial, it's... a summoning.'
The ancestor was even more confused, but after thinking about it, since her time had passed tens of thousands of years ago, magic surely had evolved through countless generations.
'So... summoning magic done like a funeral, not impossible!'
["A summoning spell that needs so many people... must be really powerful, right?",] the ancestor's face was full of seriousness.
Noah scratched the tip of her nose, 'Uh... actually, in theory, just one person is enough.'
["One person? Who?"]
"The princesses' filial piety moves the heavens! Lord Prince has come back to life again and again!"
'OK, they're back. Talk to you next time.'
After saying that, Noah exited the consciousness space, and when she opened her eyes again, two familiar figures were already standing in front of them—
Oh, to be precise, only mom was standing, dad for some reason had become a man in a wheelchair.
First was Luna, "Dad, what happened to your leg! You always came back fine before, why are you in a wheelchair this time?"
Little Luna ran to Leon's side, although she was fake crying earlier, now her big watery eyes really had lightning flashing in them, "Was it because Luna secretly ate your offering, and that caused your leg injury?"
Second daughter's emotions were sincere, but her logic was hilarious.
Leon smiled helplessly, picked up Luna and placed her on his lap, "No no, daddy tripped over a rock this time when going out and fell."
"Really, daddy?"
"Really, would daddy lie to you?"
"Then Luna will massage daddy's legs every day, and daddy will get better fast~"
"Okay, thank you Luna."
As for this explanation of "tripped over a rock and broke his leg and ended up in a wheelchair," Noah was skeptical.
She knew better than anyone what kind of godlike man her dad was. A stone that could trip him and break his leg couldn't possibly be a naturally formed inorganic object on the Samael continent.
But Noah didn't say anything.
Next was Little Light, "Wah... big sister, your words have power! You said mom and dad would be back soon, and they really came back!"
This move once again shocked Little Light for a whole year.
However, amidst the shock, Little Light quickly realized that big sister being able to accurately predict when mom and dad would return, could it be related to that ghost inside her body?
'Hmm~'
'Feels like a good lead for an investigation, research it carefully later!"
"Come, Little Light, mommy hugs."
Rossweise squatted down, opened her arms.
Little pink-haired girl obediently went over, pounced into the queen's soft embrace.
Leon glanced at the mother and daughter, then said in a low voice, "Ahem, Luna hugs me first."
Rossweise rolled her eyes at him, "Childish, can't be bothered to argue with you."
Leon pouted. He knew it, mother dragon couldn't take a loss.
When Leon wins, Rossweise says:
Childish, can't be bothered to argue with you.
When Leon loses, Rossweise says:
I won I won I won, strongest dragon slayer is just this just this just this?
To put it simply, Lose and shut up, win and dragon rides face.
Leon wouldn't stoop to her level.
Noah looked to the maids beside her, "Thank you for your hard work, you can go now."
The maids saluted and left one after another.
Noah then walked up to the couple, looked at Leon's plastered right leg, and asked with concern, "Still hurt, dad?"
"Doesn't hurt, it's fine, just a minor fracture, will heal in a few days."
"Oh oh, with your strength, dad, you'll surely recover quickly."
Although the eldest daughter had always been a loyal fangirl of General Leon, nicknamed "Leon No.1 Blower";
But right now Leon really wanted to say:
'Baby, daddy's race isn't like you dragons, over here we say "injured bones need a hundred days to heal," has nothing to do with strength TAT'
After many days apart, the family of five finally reunited, chatting in the backyard grass under the morning breeze about recent happenings.
When Noah asked what mom and dad had been doing during the days they were away, the couple tacitly chose to change the subject.
They couldn't exactly tell their good daughter that mom and dad went off to start a revolution, not only overthrew that damn emperor's throne, but also in some way might bring the bloody war between humans and dragons to an early end by several years?
Thus, under the couple's seamless coordination, the topic naturally shifted to Claudia and Helena.
Leon also took this chance to tell Noah the good news.
"Helena will be coming to visit our house in a few days."
Hearing this, the three little ones reacted differently.
Noah (●'?'●):
'Bestie is coming!'
Luna (▼ _ ▼) :
''Love rival' is coming.'
Little Light (???):
'Fun is coming!'
———
Before the two Sea Dragon Tribe fun-bringers, ah no, guests, arrive, Leon needs to first heal his injury.
After all, to fulfill that promise he made to Claudia, a healthy body is a must.
Speaking of getting hurt, the imperial battle made Leon vaguely aware of his limits.
If it hadn't been for the second dragon pattern storing double magic power, and Rossweise's heart-guarding dragon scales, then "Night Armor" would have been Leon's final dance.
Even as the strongest dragon slayer, he couldn't withstand the backlash of opening all nine gates.
No wonder the ancient text "Nine Gates Hell" had so many remarks like "few in the world can open all nine gates."
It constantly reminded users that to gain power beyond limits, one must pay an equivalent price, and sometimes, that price exceeds imagination.
So after resolving the empire's crisis, Leon began pondering how to surpass his current limits.
Leon knew it wasn't time to retire just yet.
Not to mention that the empire's queen Elizabeth was still missing, but take Constantine for instance, though his contribution helped win this war, it didn't necessarily mean Constantine now stood with Leon.
He held immense primordial power, and with Constantine's combative nature, he would never waste such strength.
He even said it himself: he will defeat Leon one day.
Add to that the undercurrents and hidden dangers within the dragon race, Leon couldn't find a single reason to retire in peace.
So, in order to protect himself and those he cared about in this chaotic world, he must grow stronger.
Stronger than now.
Of course, though he couldn't completely let go, Leon still gave himself a small vacation.
After all, having just wrapped up the imperial mess, he wanted to take the chance to rest while healing.
Chatting with his daughters every day, teaching them magic, listening to his sweet little girls call him "daddy" over and over, that's the real dad life.
But...
There's always someone who doesn't want Leon to enjoy a quiet holiday.
Rossweise Melkvei, Queen of the Silver Dragons, a recognized workaholic, one of the only two beings who can restrain Leon.
The second being—
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