'What about that sentence? Is it very ambiguous? Very mushy? Very representative of the love between us?'
'Seriously, it represents nothing at all.'
'That damn man is still going on and on about it, I've given him too many smiling faces.'
Rossweise stepped forward and sat back down on Leon's lap.
This close posture would make her line of sight slightly higher than Leon's, so Rossweise lowered her eyes to look at Leon sitting on the seat, and wrapped her arms around his bare arms.
"Cut the crap, idiot. If you're okay with the method I just mentioned, then let's engrave the second dragon mark right now."
The existing dragon mark only allowed Leon to go full power for ten minutes.
Although in those ten minutes, he could take down six Dragon Kings, that was already Leon's limit.
After the battle, Leon would fall into a severely weakened state, needing Rossweise's support just to barely walk.
And unexpected situations on the battlefield emerged one after another; enemies couldn't possibly let him always walk away so easily.
So… increasing mana reserves was very necessary.
Leon nodded, "No problem, I accept."
"Oh? You can really accept it?", Rossweise lightly scratched the back of Leon's neck with her finger, tilting her head slightly, silver hair cascading down, "Let me remind you, though having two dragon marks doubles the desire they bring. Don't go clinging to me every day afterward. That'd really tarnish your image as a dragon-slaying hero."
Leon snorted a laugh, raised his hand to grasp Rossweise's wrist, leaned in, and spoke close to her ear, his nose brushing her auricle.
Rossweise knew he wanted to snap back with something sharp, like "You should worry about yourself first" or "I can totally control myself."
She knew this damn man's personality too well.
So she was ready to go head-to-head with him.
However, what she heard Leon say was, "Then you'd better be careful, Melkvei. I'll make you faint, just like the time you woke from the Blood Charm."
"..."
Prediction failed.
Even got reverse checkmated.
Rossweise pushed his shoulder, pressing him against the back of the throne, "Talk big, will you? I'm the noble body of the Dragon Clan. You think your weak little human body can conquer me? Come back in two hundred years."
Leon echoed her words mockingly, then said, "Sorry, Your Majesty. Your noble Dragon Queen body already fits the shape of my human self—"
"Ugh shut up!", Rossweise couldn't take it anymore.
Blushing and angry, she punched Leon's arm.
Leon stopped teasing her and put away his goofy smile, speaking seriously, "Let's begin then. Do I need to do anything to cooperate?"
Rossweise shook her head, "No. Just like when I engraved the first dragon mark, you just lie down. Don't do anything."
"OK."
'Just lying down and getting a buff patch installed, this version is destined to still belong to me, Leon Casmodeous.'
'Though there might be some debuffs afterward, overall it's still an upgrade.'
Leon sat obediently on the throne.
Rossweise slowly raised her right hand, silver magical light swirling in her palm.
"Where do you want it?", Rossweise asked.
"Oh, I get to pick the spot?"
"Of course. Our dragon race's magic is very user-friendly."
"Hmm…", Leon pretended to think deeply, then grinned, "Can I have it on my butt? Less likely for others to see."
Rossweise rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Be serious, you bastard! Where do you want it? Say it quickly."
"Just below the current dragon mark."
"You mean… the lower abdomen?"
"Yeah."
"Tsk tsk tsk," Rossweise clicked her tongue, shaking her head, giving Leon a look like "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person," with a hint of disgust in her eyes.
Leon blinked, "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You're such a closet perv," Rossweise muttered resentfully.
Leon was even more confused, "What? How am I a closet perv?"
"You just are! Shut up, I'm going to engrave it now. Lower abdomen, right? Confirmed?"
Leon looked like he wanted to say more, but just pressed his lips together and didn't argue further, "Yeah, confirmed."
"Okay, here it comes. Might be a little hot."
"Mm."
Rossweise gently pressed her palm on Leon's lower abdomen.
Immediately, a faint burning sensation spread through his abdomen, but it wasn't too painful.
Silver light flashed, Rossweise lifted her hand, but the couple both froze.
Leon's abdomen… didn't show any dragon mark.
"Whe-where's the dragon mark? Did the magic fail?", Leon asked.
Rossweise had never encountered such a situation either. No, more accurately, most dragons would never encounter such a situation, since no normal couple would be as abstract as them, engraving two dragon marks on their bodies.
Rossweise's eyes moved slightly, and her peripheral vision happened to glance at Leon's exposed right arm.
She looked closely, and sure enough, Leon's right arm now bore a dragon mark.
"There… there it is…", she pointed at Leon's arm.
Leon turned his head to look.
Sure enough, a silver dragon mark spiraled around his arm.
Leon's arm had solid muscle lines, so the dragon mark looked quite balanced on it, strong and powerful, with a hint of flair.
"Looks pretty cool, but why did it appear here? Didn't you engrave it on my stomach?", Leon moved his arm and didn't feel anything unusual.
Rossweise was also confused, "The book says dragon marks can indeed be placed anywhere, so why did it go off track…"
Leon thought for a moment, guessing, "Maybe the first dragon mark can be freely placed, but the second one is… random?"
The Queen suddenly understood, "That's definitely possible."
Leon snorted, "Just now you were saying dragon magic is all user-friendly, but now it's all random placement."
Rossweise poked his chest, retorting, "User-friendly includes 'the anticipation and thrill of the unknown,' don't you get it?"
"Tch…", Leon chuckled, then asked, "Now it's your turn to engrave one. I want to see where your second dragon mark ends up."
He paused, then added with a sly grin, "If it ends up on your tail, you'll have to tuck it in when going out."
"Hmph, what's so shameful about that? The dragon mark is proof of my love with my husband. So what if people see it?"
"And who's your husband?", Leon asked proudly.
"Hey, you!…", Rossweise stopped bickering, "Enough, shut up. I need to focus and gather my magic."
Leon shrugged and mimed zipping his lips shut.
Rossweise once again gathered magical energy in her palm.
A moment later, she pressed her hand gently against her own abdomen, silently praying, 'Please don't randomly land in some weird place!'
Though she had said earlier that exposing the dragon mark was no big deal, and she did mean it, if it really ended up in a weird spot…
She'd die of embarrassment when submitting "homework" with Leon later.
A burning sensation surged and then gradually faded.
When the engraving was complete, Rossweise let out a breath of relief.
She pulled open her collar and looked down at her abdomen—
"Is it there?", Leon asked.
Rossweise turned her head away, blushing, "N-No…"
"Huh? Not there?"
"No, it's just, my chest is too big, I can't see my stomach."
"…That's a reason I never expected," Leon was a little shocked.
Rossweise sighed, stood up, and held her skirt hem with both hands, somewhat bashfully, "Then… can you check for me?"
Leon didn't quite understand her sudden shyness, "We've already seen everything so many times. Why so bashful now?"
"This is different!"
"Alright, alright, different. Then pardon me, Your Majesty, please lift your skirt and let me check if there's a dragon mark on your belly."
Clearly it was her request, but why did it sound so… weird when Leon said it?
'The dignified Silver Dragon Queen, having to lift her own skirt to let someone check for a dragon mark on her tummy… Aaaaah so embarrassing so embarrassing so embarrassing.'
Rossweise bit her lip, face red, and slowly lifted her skirt.
Smooth white thighs gradually appeared, black lace trim peeking from under the skirt.
Further up was her smooth, flat lower belly, but there was no pattern on it.
Leon shook his head, "Nope. Maybe it also landed somewhere else."
Rossweise lowered her skirt, checked her arms, shoulders, and thighs, even looked over her tail, but found nothing.
She scratched her head, troubled, "Where could it have gone…"
Leon raised his hand and motioned for her to turn around.
Rossweise complied.
Leon checked the back of her neck and her back, no dragon mark.
"Oh no, did it really end up on your butt?"
"Absolutely not!", Rossweise, barefoot, hurried down the stairs, "I'm going to find a mirror and check for myself!"
Leon watched her flustered figure, shook his head with a wry smile, then stood up and followed after putting on clothes.
One after the other, they returned to the bedroom.
When Leon opened the door, he saw Rossweise sitting on the edge of the bed, her face looking like she'd lost the will to live.
He walked up and asked, "What's wrong? Judging by your expression, the dragon mark didn't appear on your butt."
Rossweise blushed deeply, lowered her head, hugged her knees with her arms, and muttered softly, "I-It's… on the small of my back…"
Hearing that, General Leon's old face turned red, "You're so lewd, Your Majesty. Let me see!"
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