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

Vol 9. Chapter 6: Weeping Hall Grand Filial Piety [Limited-Time Return Edition]

Although the Weeping Hall Grand Filial Piety had become the standing post-battle “must-do” for Leon and Rosvisser every time they finished a war—and there was a whole pile of matters to settle and people to place after this one too. Winnie, who handled the aftermath and tallied donations, still did her best to satisfy the children first.

Get the “summoning ceremony” done before anything else.

Isha and Valendna returned to their respective clans to handle postwar business.

Orion and the others stayed with the Red Flame Dragon Clan to work with Constantine on what to do next about the Blazing Sun Clan.

From Kaiser’s vantage point, though, there wasn’t really anywhere for him to land.

Go back with Isha to the Red Dragons?

No. They’d interacted a little, but not enough for Kaiser to “move in.”

Head to the White Dragons?

Or stay here with the Red Flames to lend a hand?

That didn’t seem right either—he knew the people around Old Con even less. For an ultimate social-anxiety case, staying here would be no different from hell.

So after turning it over, Kaiser could only follow Leon and temporarily head to the Silver Dragons for a while.

Leon’s family, of course, welcomed Kaiser.

Safina and her brother have sacrificed so much for Samael; this much Leon could help with.

On the way back with Kaiser in tow, Leon asked:

“By the {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} way, Kaiser, what did your sister mean, telling you to stay in Samael and really experience life?”

Leon had no idea how the siblings had spent all those years in the Time Palace.

From the look of it, after seeing countless worlds through the Time-Web, Safina had learned how beautiful this world was.

So she’d seized this opportunity to let Kaiser remain outside.

She couldn’t leave the Time Palace, but Kaiser could.

As a sister, Safina might be a bit scatterbrained, but she cared about her little brother. She couldn’t let him keep her company in that desolate palace forever, wasting time and life.

Leon could more or less grasp that, but what exactly did “really experience life” mean?

Sitting cross-legged, Kaiser was quiet for a moment, then answered:

“Probably to try things I never had in the Void.”

“Like what?”

Noa walked over and joined her dad and their “security guard.”

“Like—” Kaiser stalled.

“I know, I know!”

Moon had somehow appeared behind Noa, hand shooting up in excitement.

“Like pan-seared steak! The Void definitely doesn’t have good pan-seared steak, right?”

Kaiser blinked, then nodded.

“Seems like it doesn’t.”

“Wow—then you’re in luck, Teacher Kaiser! You’re about to eat the most authentic pan-seared steak!”

Kaiser patted his hair suddenly.

“Are you all constantly fighting or on the road? How do you have time to arrange servants to make pan-seared steak?”

Moon shook her head, raised one finger, and declared in all seriousness:

“You eat this pan-seared steak in the kitchen or the dining room, with a fire, a photo, and a whole bunch of maid sisters!”

A thin sheen of sweat touched Kaiser’s brow; he leaned back a little, suspicious.

“Is steak really that weird?”

“Oh~~ and you eat while it’s being seared~~”

“Even weirder!”

Noa rapped her sister lightly on the head, then said:

“You two aren’t talking about the same thing at all. But...”

She looked at Kaiser.

“If it’s food you haven’t tried, the menu at our house is definitely richer than what you had back in the Void or while working at Saint Heath Academy. If you can stay with us a while, Teacher...”

Kaiser inclined his head with polite grace.

“Thank you, Miss Noa.”

Miss Noa.

Hearing that form of address, the crown princess clearly froze.

It was the first time anyone had called her “Miss.” In the past it was always “Your Highness Noa” or “Lady Noa.”

So... what did the change in address mean.

“Looks like my precious girl is a big girl now.”

Leon set a hand gently on Noa’s shoulder, pleased.

“First time anyone called you Miss Noa, right?”

Noa blinked at her dad.

“Does that mean I’ve grown up?”

Leon’s eyes crinkled.

“Strictly by age, you’re not an adult yet. But if people naturally choose ‘Miss,’ that means your bearing and manners really are growing more adult.”

He wasn’t snowing her.

From the bottom of his heart, he’d felt that in her exchange with Kaiser just now Noa had shown the etiquette and hospitality of a “head of household,” the eldest daughter playing host.

And Kaiser must have seen her steadier, more mature air—that’s why “Miss Noa” had come so naturally.