Well, now's the time.
She placed her fair lotus-like arm on the chest of the man beside her on the pillow, her warm palm gently stroking the dragon pattern on his chest.
The glow of the dragon pattern finally gradually faded.
Looking again at the dragon pattern on her arm, it too had already calmed down.
Rossweise secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, 'Finally... it's over.'
No matter how strong the dragon pattern's reaction, it still had to be based on the couple's physical condition.
If they kept going, she was afraid she'd be walking with support against the wall.
Seeing the dragon pattern reaction fade, Leon also felt at ease, raising his hand to gently cover Rossweise's slightly cool hand.
After a short silence, Leon suddenly asked, "Right, now that the dragon pattern's reaction has become so sensitive, won't it affect daily life? Or if this happens during a battle, that could be dangerous."
That really was an important question.
What if in the future Leon was fighting some death-defying Dragon King, and his wife at home suddenly started worrying about him, then, Dragon pattern, activate.
The Dragon King across from him saw General Leon's chest and arm glowing purple, thinking he was about to unleash some ultimate move;
Only for General Leon to just want to cuddle his wife.
Enemy Dragon King: 'Can you please show me some respect?'
'This, this, this—this is unacceptable!'
Rossweise shook her head. "It won't. Whether or not the dragon pattern resonates mostly depends on our subjective thoughts."
"Subjective thoughts?"
"Mhm. Like you just said, what if it reacts during battle. Actually, that's not possible at all."
Rossweise said, "Though during battle, it's natural to worry about or miss each other, that kind of longing is completely different from the kind in idle moments. What distinguishes them isn't the dragon pattern, but ourselves."
She quietly withdrew her hand, slowly sliding it upward, finally stopping at Leon's neck, using her fingers to gently trace his firm jawline, continuing, "You can't possibly be thinking about dating me while fighting, right?"
General Leon thought about it seriously, then replied solemnly, "Hard to say. Because the Dragon Kings I've seen are all weaklings, so I might really think about you while fighting."
Rossweise pouted playfully and dropped his arm, "What do you mean the Dragon Kings you've seen are all weaklings? Then am I one too?"
"No, no, no, you're not weak at all. After all, I've never fought any other Dragon King until dawn."
"You're awful!", Rossweise pulled her hand back and moved to the other side of the large bed, intentionally putting some distance between them.
Leon didn't move over either.
The two of them just lay there, staring at the ceiling.
A moment later, Rossweise said, "Judging from the resonance strength just now, the second dragon pattern has no problem at all. So we can use it to store more magic power."
"Yeah."
The purpose of inscribing the second dragon pattern wasn't just for more stimulating 'assignments' (though that might be a small reason, but even if it is, it's just a little bit), but to become stronger together.
More magic power meant being able to use more spells during battle.
"But... just this still isn't enough," Rossweise said, "Simply increasing magic reserves won't decisively impact the battlefield. I still need... other ways to improve myself."
Leon looked at her and said, "You're a silver dragon focused on speed, fundamentally different from Dragon Kings like Constantine and Star who focus on offense. So if you forcefully try to improve yourself, it might bring unpredictable risks, right?"
Rossweise nodded, "There is indeed risk. But I don't want to..."
She trailed off, as if hesitating to say it.
"Don't want to?"
Rossweise closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, then slowly turned her head, opening her beautiful silver eyes and looking at the man in front of her, "I don't want to always hide behind you. I want to stand beside you, Leon."
Gazing back at her, Leon's pupils flickered slightly, "When we fought Star, didn't we fight side by side? You're already very strong, Rossweise."
"Though we fought together, breaking his absolute defense Dusk Bell and neutralizing his final self-detonation was all thanks to you."
Rossweise gave a bitter smile and said in a slightly self-deprecating tone, "A prisoner outshined the queen. Doesn't that make me, the queen, look pretty bad?"
"Not at all, silly."
Leon reached out and gently caressed her cheek, softly saying, "If you hadn't saved me just in time, I wouldn't have escaped Star's explosion unscathed. I'd have definitely gotten hurt."
"Oh, so my only use is to make sure you get a little less hurt?"
"Hey now, that's not what I said, Your Majesty. That's your own twisted interpretation."
Rossweise pouted playfully and lay back down.
"Hmm... I actually already have an idea," Rossweise said.
Upon hearing this, Leon sighed inwardly.
As expected, his wife was as stubborn as a mule. Once she made up her mind, even eight dragons couldn't pull her back.
But he still wanted to hear her out, "What is it?"
"Have you heard of... 'Primordial Magic'?"
"Primordial Magic... I've heard of it, but not much."
Leon recalled a bit, then continued, "Back in Dragon-Slaying Academy, those old professors occasionally mentioned Primordial Magic."
"They said Primordial Magic was a type of magic created by some ancestral races at the beginning of the continent's chaos, using the purest energy."
"It doesn't have any elemental attributes like thunder, fire, or wind, nor form changes like Chidori or Thunder Wolf Break."
"Primordial Magic is purely released energy, and its effects differ greatly from the currently widespread and diverse elemental magics."
"But what it's really like... I don't know. The academy didn't offer any courses on it, and we didn't dig further."
Hearing Leon's explanation, Rossweise nodded approvingly.
"Primordial Magic has existed since the founding of this 'Samael' continent, which was millions of years ago. Not just humans, even dragons have extremely few records on it."
"But there's one thing that's very reliable."
Leon raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What is it?"
"Dragon God Tiamat. According to historical records, it was one of the original creators of Primordial Magic."
"Dragon God... Tiamat..."
Another name Leon had never heard of.
But this time, the prefix wasn't "Dragon King," but the seemingly higher-tier "Dragon God."
If Tiamat was the originator of Primordial Magic, it would have existed far longer than human history, so it made sense Leon had never heard of it.
"In dragon clan history books, it's written that all dragon clans are branches of the Dragon God Tiamat."
"Millions of years ago, 830... Tiamat created powerful Primordial Magic and used it to resist the world's chaos."
"Eventually, Tiamat allied with several ancestral races to accomplish the great feat of 'Opening the Heavens,' but it was left dying from exhausting its power."
"Before dying, Tiamat split its remaining power seeds into several parts. These seeds would slowly grow over time and eventually evolve into the current dragon clans."
"And during this evolution, Primordial Magic disappeared into the river of history, replaced by today's various elemental magics."
As Rossweise shared this background, Leon's thoughts stirred. Recalling Rossweise's earlier desire to improve, he asked, "You're not planning to practice Primordial Magic, are you?"
Rossweise turned her head on the pillow, smiling at Leon, "Yeah. With the dragon pattern storing more magic power, I should be able to activate Primordial Magic."
Primordial Magic is triggered by pure energy. Although Rossweise's element is fire, as long as the accumulated energy isn't released, it would stay in its pure 'state' in her body.
But even so, activating Primordial Magic would require a vast amount of energy.
So to solve the energy issue, Rossweise adopted the same method as Leon, using the dragon pattern to store magic.
"But you just said records of Primordial Magic are extremely scarce. Practicing it must be quite troublesome, right?"
"Of course it's troublesome. But relying only on fire magic and learned techniques is far from enough."
Rossweise said, "If I want to rapidly improve my power without taking extreme measures, Primordial Magic is the only path, Leon."
"...Yeah, I understand."
"Hm? So you're agreeing to let me practice Primordial Magic?"
Leon pouted, raised his arms to rest behind his head, and looked at the ceiling, leisurely saying, "Even if I don't agree, what can I do? As my teacher said, when your wife comes to tell you she wants to do something, she's not discussing it. She's informing you."
Rossweise became interested, turned sideways, propped her cheek on one hand, poked Leon's arm, and asked, "Any classic cases?"
Leon recalled a bit and said, "One time my teacher's wife got bored at home and bought a bunch of thread and needles, saying she wanted to do embroidery and earn some extra money for the household."
"My teacher initially said no, since the ranch income could support the family. Worst case, they could sell a donkey for cash."
"But his wife acted cute and insisted on doing embroidery, by the way, when you act cute, it's exactly like her."
The queen gave General Leon a kick in the thigh, "Just tell your story, don't drag me into it."
Leon grinned and continued, "So my teacher couldn't refuse and let her learn embroidery."
"But she wasn't very good at needlework and kept hurting her fingers."
"In the end, after a month and countless band-aids, she finally finished an 'Donkey Eating Grass' embroidery."
"But after that, she never touched that pile of thread again. She said compared to killing boredom, her fingers were more important."
"Sigh," Leon sighed, "So, when your wife wants to do something, don't stop her. She'll crash and burn on her own later."
The more Rossweise listened, the more off it sounded. When she figured it out, she dropped her hand from Leon's chest, "You're making a jab at me, aren't you?"
"Heavens above, I'm just telling a fun story from my family, how is that a jab at you?", Leon feigned innocence.
"You are! You are!", As she said this, Rossweise kicked General Leon's thigh two more times.
This time, Leon grabbed her ankle in time, "See? I told you. You act just like my teacher's wife when you're being cute."
"This isn't being cute! I'm kicking you!"
"With your foot?"
"Of course! What else would I use to kick someone?"
"Hmm~ then why reward me?"
Hearing that, the queen quickly retracted her jade-like foot and hid it under the blanket.
"You... you greasy, narcissistic, thick-skinned, married dog of a man! Go sleep on the couch!"
Since she already called him thick-skinned, Leon decided to really show it.
'What couch?'
'Can't understand.'
'I'm staying right here in bed. Heh!'
After fooling around a bit, the couple ran out of strength and finally stopped to rest.
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