Hearing the master and disciple begin to discuss primordial magic, Rossweise also curiously looked over here.
Leon picked up that ancient book. The title on the cover was already a bit worn, but it could still be recognized as the common ancient script of the Samael Continent.
There were many races on the continent, some of which were mutually hostile, such as humans and dragons;
But there were also races that had mutually beneficial relationships.
However, since the cultures among races were different, the common script came into being accordingly.
Leon had studied some interpretation of the common ancient script during his time at the Dragon Slaying Academy.
Then the title of this book should be...
"Primordial Magic · Soul… End…? That's the translation, right, Master?"
"Close enough."
Tiger corrected, "Primordial Magic · Soul Judgement. I pulled a lot of strings to get this one, so you better take good care of it and practice diligently."
"Of course, Master. Thanks!"
Leon carefully stored the ancient book, then turned to look at Rossweise beside him, and quietly gave her a wink.
The queen's face turned red.
'Ah, fine, fine, fine, I owe you this time. Look at how smug you are.'
"Sis-in-law."
"Ah... Ah?"
"Why are you blushing?"
"...It's, it's just a bit hot."
Rebecca looked at the thick coat on herself, puzzled how one could get hot enough to blush inside a mountain cave.
'As expected, dragon physiology is different from humans.'
The master and disciple studied for a while longer, and after more than half an hour, the two stood up and said goodbye to each other.
"All done, you two saviors?"
Rebecca stepped forward teasingly, "I thought you were plotting how to rule the world or something, took you long enough."
"When I do rule the world, the first decree I issue will be to shut all gunners up."
"Despot!"
Leon laughed, raised his hand, and patted Rebecca on the head, "Take care, you crazy girl."
"Mm-hmm, I will."
"Say hi to Martin for me."
"OK."
The couple exchanged a glance, then stepped toward the cave exit.
"Bye, sis-in-law!"
"Bye-bye, darling," Rossweise waved with a smile.
"What a disgusting term of endearment."
"I like it, none of your business. Fly yourself back if you dare."
"Wife, I was wrong, hehe."
To yield and adapt is what makes a real man.
Rossweise snorted with a laugh, rolled her eyes at him, then spread her dragon wings and flew into the air with Leon.
The silver dragon soared through the clouds. Leon sat on her back and opened the ancient book his master just gave him.
"Primordial Magic · Soul Judgement, sounds like a very specific spell name."
Leon said, "So… this actually isn't a book about primordial magic, but one that records a specific primordial spell in detail, right?"
"That should be the case," Rossweise replied.
After a pause, she asked again, "The Silver Dragon Clan has a thousand years of history, yet can't find a complete primordial magic book. But your master managed to get one in just three months...?"
"Just your average farmer, maybe he dug it up while planting vegetables."
Rossweise ignored Leon's joke and continued, "Check who the author of the book is."
"Alright."
Leon flipped to the first page of the ancient book. There, too, was the author's name written in ancient script.
And when he translated it, his pupils trembled slightly.
Seeing that Leon didn't respond, Rossweise asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the author's identity?"
"Mm… yeah, and a big one."
Leon swallowed, then slowly read out the name of the author of this primordial magic book:
"Claudia Poseidon."
———
In the afternoon, the couple returned to the Silver Dragon Sanctuary.
In the bedroom study, Leon and Rossweise sat at the table.
On the table was the book Primordial Magic · Soul Judgement.
"Just who is this sea dragon Claudia? Why does she feel like a wish-granting bottle? Whatever we want, she happens to give us exactly that," Leon said, puzzled.
Rossweise frowned slightly, pinching her chin with one hand, staring at the aged book.
After a while, she spoke, "I think instead of figuring out who Claudia is, we should consider how your master managed to get two sea dragon books in a row."
"The Nine Hells Gate last time could be vaguely explained by 'breaking into the empire's archive and randomly snatching a copy.'"
"But what about this time's primordial magic? You don't get these kinds of books by luck."
Leon naturally realized that too.
But he also couldn't figure out what kind of connections that old man had to be able to get his hands on sea dragon books one after another.
Even if he used to be a top dragon slayer of the empire, that didn't mean his network was this vast, vast enough to reach the sea dragon clan?
There were many things his master hadn't told Leon, and Leon could still understand that.
Wrong timing, unspeakable secrets, circumstances not fully under control, etc., all possible explanations.
But even understanding that, this feeling of stumbling onto a mystery but not being able to solve it was still really itchy.
"No way I'm getting anything out of my master," Leon sighed.
Rossweise raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "Why do you say that?"
Leon shrugged, "Since I was adopted, I've never seen my master or mistress admit to hiding private money, even with ironclad evidence—"
Leon put one hand on his waist and scratched his forehead, "He'd stay as unmoved as a mountain. Stubborn old man."
The queen chuckled, "Then you're quite like your master in that regard."
"I don't hide private money."
Private money was a timeless topic between couples;
And how to hide it well was a headache for many married men.
But General Leon never had such a worry, nor did he need to hide money.
After all, not every man gets to marry the Silver Dragon Queen at twenty.
"I wasn't talking about the money."
Rossweise rolled her eyes, "I meant the stubborn part. You're a lot like your master."
"I'm never stubborn, dragon lady."
"Mm."
"You don't sound convinced?"
"I believe you."
"Really believe or fake believe?"
"Of course it's fake."
"Hey, my temper's flaring—"
Rossweise waved her hand, not bothering to argue with Leon about who's more stubborn.
Anyway, they might argue about this their whole lives, no need to settle it now.
The most important thing now was—
She picked up the ancient book on the table, gently flipped it open, and her gaze landed on Claudia's name.
Leon leaned in as well, "Since my master's a dead end, we can only start with this Claudia."
"But we don't have any valid reason to approach her or the sea dragon clan."
Rossweise said, "This clan values private territory very highly. Moreover, they severed ties with all major dragon clans thirty years ago. Now they're practically in seclusion."
She bit her lower lip lightly and placed the ancient book back on the table.
"This is tough," Rossweise sighed, unusually.
Leon raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Take it slow."
Rossweise nodded.
The couple didn't dwell on the mysterious ancient book anymore. They had flown a round trip between the sanctuary and the dragon-human borderlands all morning, and Rossweise was feeling a bit tired.
Taking advantage of the pleasant afternoon sunlight, she returned to the bedroom, changed into a nightgown, and got ready for a belated nap.
Leon stepped toward the door.
Rossweise leaned against the bedhead and called out to his back, "Where are you going?"
"No idea. Take a walk, practice some magic, roll around on a clean lawn… stuff like that."
"In other words… you've got nothing to do?"
"More or less."
"So you'd rather go roll in the grass than attend to this queen's nap?"
Leon snorted, turned around, arms folded, and leaned on the bedroom door frame, "How old are you? Still need someone to nap with?"
Rossweise narrowed her eyes slightly and seriously corrected, "Not with. Attend to."
Leon shrugged, "I'm not your nanny."
"But you are my prisoner."
Leon grinned, "Yo, even rhymed."
Rossweise: →_→
Leon raised both hands in surrender, "OK, OK, I'll attend to your nap, Your Majesty the Queen."
Saying so, Leon walked into the bedroom, pulled up a chair, and sat at the bedside, staring straight at Rossweise.
As solemn as if he were paying respects to a body.
Rossweise was speechless, "You attend people's naps by pulling up a chair and staring like that?"
"What else?"
After a pause, Leon added seriously, "Or I can sing you a lullaby if you like."
"Hah?"
"Ahem—Little dragon girl, be good~ Open the door—mmph mmph!—"
Rossweise smacked the dog-man's mouth with her tail, "Change clothes, get in bed."
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