Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

“Hmm? Was there someone outside the door just now?”

As the words fell, the sound of footsteps echoed from within the room.
The girl outside immediately turned and ran, diving into a hidden passageway of the ancient castle.
The door to the room creaked open, and Leon stepped out, glancing left and right, finding no one.

“Did I mishear…” he muttered.@@novelbin@@

“You need to rest, Leon,” Constantine said, stepping forward. “We’ve been completing tasks for several hours straight. While the goal is to gather as many tool cards as possible near the ancient altar, if you’re not in good mental shape, it’ll be hard to handle the rest of the game.”

Leon blinked, surprised by Constantine’s unusually considerate tone.
When did this fire-breathing dragon become so understanding?

Still, Leon couldn’t deny that he was feeling drained.
Since the start of the player-versus-player phase, the tasks around the ancient altar had grown increasingly difficult.
The plague source was drawing closer, and the closer they got, the harder the tasks became—nothing like the simplicity of the game’s early stages.

Hours of work had passed, and despite not making much progress, they had expended a great deal of energy.
Constantine was right: it was time for a break.