Shut Up Dragon! I Don't Want To Have Children With You Anymore

Chapter 5: I Will Suck You Dry

Rather than calling it revenge, it would be more appropriate to describe this as an orgy of humiliation.

The once noble dragon race and the lowly humans were destined for nothing but a fight to the death.

Especially since both of them represented the highest ranks and status in their respective factions.

One was the queen of the Silver Dragons, and the other was the hero of humanity.

Their battlefield had shifted from the highlands and mountain peaks to a spacious, soft bed.

The battle cries had morphed into soft, seductive moans beside their ears.

What they now gripped wasn't a sword or shield, but a certain part of each other's bodies.

This was an ultimate humiliation for Leon, the greatest dragon slayer—and wasn't it also a humiliation for herself?

But then again, the dragons' revenge was something humans could never truly understand.

As the intense "battle" continued, Leon, holding onto the last shred of his dignity, tried to turn his head away.

Yet, Rossweisse firmly grabbed his chin, forcing him to look directly at her.

"Don't be shy, brave dragon slayer."

"For years on the battlefield, you've likely never imagined sharing such an intimate moment with a female dragon. And now, here you are, experiencing it firsthand."

"Open your eyes, Leon. Look at my face. Look at the two of us, in this despicable, degraded state."

"Pathetic, debased, corrupt—man and dragon together, isn't it absurd?"

"But all of this—it's my revenge on you, Leon. Your pride and dignity will be crushed into nothing—"

The mad queen, in her frenzy, was even more breathtaking than usual.

As the battle finally reached its climax, two great races—the humans and the dragons—who had warred for centuries, found themselves in a moment of unparalleled ecstasy.

Rossweise, basking in the lingering warmth, tilted her head back to gaze at the ceiling, her silver hair cascading like a shimmering river of starlight.

She let out a sickly sweet laugh. "Look, oh great dragon slayer, you're being drained by the very dragon you hate most. Do you feel the humiliation? The helplessness? Heh… hahahaha—"

Leon, who had only just woken from a two-year coma, was already extremely weak.

After this ordeal, his body felt on the verge of collapse.

A cold sweat formed at the back of his head, and his vision darkened. Whenever he closed his eyes, the world seemed to spin wildly.

He had long given up on reasoning with Rossweisse and shouted in frustration,

"Just kill me already. Rossweise, you've had your revenge—now finish it. END IT, RIGHT NOW!"

Two years ago, he thought there was no way he'd survive, and he'd sought to humiliate Rossweisse in what he believed were his final moments.

But instead of dying, Rossweise saved him—only to subject him to her unrelenting torment.

For a proud human hero like Leon, this was a fate worse than death.

Rossweise's demeanor shifted, dropping the act of false gentleness. "Kill you? Hmph, the harm you caused me isn't something a single night of intimacy can undo."

"What else do you want, Rossweise…?"

"I want you alive, Leon. I want you to stay alive."

The queen leaned in slowly, her face drawing closer to Leon's, her silver hair brushing lightly against his ears.

"You need to live so I can keep humiliating you."

"I want you to live your whole life steeped in this shame, oh great dragon slayer. Do you understand? A whole lifetime—of being humiliated by me."

"Maybe you're thinking that you can end this by committing suicide when I'm not looking."

"But let me tell you, even if you cut off your own head, I'll use all my power to bring you back."

"I'll make sure you stay alive, under my foot, enduring my revenge for as long as I please."

"Leon Casmoseous, until I'm satisfied, no one—not even you—will be allowed to kill you."

"Heh… heheh…"

Gone was the warmth or intoxication in Rossweise's silver dragon eyes.

What replaced it was the nearly deranged pride and madness of a victorious queen.

"And one more thing—"

Her manic laughter came to an abrupt halt, her eyes widening slightly in a way that made her look completely unhinged.

"I'm going to brand you with my mark."

"For dragons, this is the highest honor. Many powerful male dragon kings long for my mark."

"But you, Leon, you're the only one who will get it."

"Because for you, this mark holds no honor at all."

"Branded onto your body, it symbolizes your disgrace, marking you as my prisoner, tied to me for the rest of your miserable life."

As she spoke, Rossweise slowly raised her right hand, a silver magic circle flickering in her palm.

Simultaneously, with her other hand, she ripped open Leon's shirt.

"Rossweise… stop, please stop… don't do this…"

"I'll make sure you understand what happens when you offend me, Rossweise."

With those words, Rossweise pressed her palm onto Leon's chest, the glowing magic circle imprinting itself on his skin.

It didn't hurt, but there was a subtle burning sensation.

Leon bit down on his lip, clenching his fists tightly.

But right now, he had no strength left to resist Rossweise.

All he could do was watch as the crazed dragon queen branded him with her mark.

After what felt like an eternity, Rossweisse finally pulled her hand away and beckoned with a finger, causing a mirror from the bedside table to float into her grasp.

Holding it in front of Leon's chest, she adjusted the angle so he could clearly see the mark.

It was a silver winged dragon with a hint of hearts woven into the design.

It seemed to symbolize love.

Crash—

Rossweise tossed the mirror aside, shattering it into pieces.

Then, she tore open her own shirt, revealing a glimpse of her full chest.

Leon noticed she bore the exact same mark on her chest.

"The dragon mark reacts whenever the bonded pair begins to long for each other."

"And of course, you know the longing I'm referring to isn't purely sentimental."

"Even human dragonologists know the meaning of this symbol."

"So even if you manage to escape back to the Empire one day, I'm not concerned."

"Because if your fellow humans see this dragon mark on your body, tell me… do you think they'll still see you as their great dragon slayer?"

Rossweisse chuckled as she adjusted her clothes and slipped off the bed.

She tidied her slightly disheveled hair, put on her high heels, and headed for the door.

Leon closed his eyes, thinking the ordeal was finally over.

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

"I'm off to prepare something for our daughter to eat. Tonight… we'll continue."

———

The pride of a dragon slayer wouldn't allow Leon to sit idly by.

He had to do something to avoid becoming a dried-up husk at the mercy of a dragon queen.

After resting briefly, Leon regained some strength.

He got up from the bed and looked out the window.

He still remembered the route they'd taken when attacking the Silver Dragon's Sanctuary two years ago. And in all this time, Rossweisse hadn't changed much of her lair.

This meant Leon could rely on his memory to sneak out.

Yes, Leon was planning to escape.

'What am I supposed to do? Stay here and wait to be used up by Rossweise?'

As for the dragon mark she'd left on his chest, sure, he couldn't return to the Empire as "Leon Casmodeous the Dragon Slayer."

This mark was a disgrace for him, a permanent stain on his once-proud name.

Leon would have to abandon everything—his reputation, his status, his wealth—everything. He would have to start a new life, under a different identity.

But none of that mattered.

What mattered now was getting out.

Before his escape, Leon made some preparations.

He rummaged through the room.

If Rossweise had really kept him in this room for the last two years, there ought to be some nutritional potions or something to help regain his strength.

He needed it. His body was still weak, and without something to boost his stamina, he wouldn't make it far.

After a thorough search, he found a box of nutritional potions inside the bedside cabinet.

He also scavenged whatever food he could find.

Finally, before leaving, Leon considered leaving Rossweise a mocking note.

But thinking better of it, he discarded the idea.

If he was caught, Rossweise would use that note as fuel for an even bigger humiliation session.

As for that little dragon kid, Luna…

Well, he'd just consider it a divorce, with custody going to the mother.

Leon couldn't bring Luna with him.

Even if he wanted to, Luna probably wouldn't agree—and might even rat him out to Rossweise.

After all, the little one still had too many dragon traits. And given Rossweise had been raising her these past two years, she'd likely side with her.

But success or failure, Leon knew one thing: attitude was everything.

He stuffed the potions and food into a satchel, threw on a hoodie, and quietly slipped out of the room.

He expected guards outside, but to his surprise, the corridor was completely deserted.

This was his best chance.

Keeping close to the walls, Leon advanced cautiously, stopping at every corner to peek around before moving.

He was being extremely careful.

However, due to his unfamiliarity with the interior layout of the sanctuary, Leon ended up wandering in circles, wasting precious time before finally finding the correct exit.

What surprised him even more was that not a single guard was stationed at the entrance of the sanctuary.

"This Silver Dragon Sanctuary… it feels like they've been hit by a massive layoff or something…"

Leon distinctly remembered that when he led his forces to attack the sanctuary two years ago, it had been crawling with dragon sentinels everywhere.

But now, it was eerily quiet.

Leon swallowed nervously. "Whatever… I'll figure it out later. For now, I just need to run."

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