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

Taros froze, his pupils contracting sharply.

This man who had suddenly appeared—

The crackling force of lightning surged around him, his body radiating an unfathomable magical presence.

Just standing there, this newcomer’s mere existence weighed down on Taros with an indescribable pressure.

But the man—Leon Casmod—didn’t attack immediately.

Instead, he simply turned away.

Lowering himself, he wrapped Rosvisser’s arm over his shoulder, his other hand gently supporting her waist, lifting her with careful ease.

"Can you walk?" Leon asked in a quiet voice.

Rosvisser nodded slightly.

"Alright, I’ll take you to the dwarves first."

"Mm."

Without another word, Leon helped her walk toward the underground outpost in the distance.

"You arrogant bastard… you dare ignore me?!"

CLANG!

With one hand still supporting Rosvisser, Leon drew the Thundercloud Blade in a single motion.

The sharp glint of steel cut through the cold air—

Its tip pointed directly at Taros.

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Leon’s voice was calm.

He didn’t even bother looking at Taros—

His eyes never left Rosvisser.

Like Taros wasn’t even a worthy opponent.

Or maybe—

Leon simply didn’t consider him an opponent at all.

The sheer indifference behind those words—

That undeniable sense of superiority—

It burned.

Taros wanted to rage.