<strong>Chapter 164: Auntie is still outputting</strong>


    Several hours ago, upon receiving a distress signal from the Silver Dragon n, Isabe immediately organized her guards toe to the rescue.


    But just as they crossed the border of the Red Dragon territory, they encountered resistance from the Scarlet me Dragon n.


    However, the opposing side had no intention of engaging in direct warfare; they spent the entire time maneuvering around Isabe’s forces.


    They were like a group of annoying flies—won’t bite you, but will drive you crazy. Despite Isabe possessing the strength of a Dragon King, she found no effective method to deal with these flies that neither fought nor retreated. The Scarlet me Dragon n stuck to her and the Red Dragon soldiers like glue.


    Time was ticking away, and Isabe was frantic with worry. The situation was critical; the longer she dyed, the greater the danger to her sister.


    A dragon inbor, even a Dragon Queen, is extremely vulnerable. Her two young nieces were too little to fight. But even if they could, Xiao Luo would never let them.


    As for her brother-inw… Despite his promise to protect Xiao Luo, Isabe had only sought reassurance from him at the time. This man, who had been in aa for two years due to illness and was frail, might be able to handle some intellectual challenges. But expecting him to pick up a sword and y dragons—wasn’t that a bit too much to ask?


    Moreover, if Constantine himself intervened, her brother-inw might meet his end directly. The more Isabe thought about it, the more anxious she became, and the more prone to mistakes she was. The Scarlet me Dragon n seized the opportunity, resulting in some casualties.


    Isabe dared not withdraw too many troops from her own Red Dragon Temple, fearing it might be a tactic of Constantine’s to besiege her. If her Red Dragons emptied their nest, Constantine could easily raid her home.


    Thus, the two sides entangled for several hours, until dawn approached. Isabe felt she couldn’t dy any longer. Even if Constantine raided her home, she couldn’t let Xiao Luoe to harm.


    However, just as Isabe was about to rally ny percent of her forces for a breakout, the Scarlet me Dragon n suddenly retreated.


    Isabe didn’t have time to ponder; she quickly flew with her subordinates at full speed towards the Silver Dragon n. But as they passed the border of the Silver Dragon territory, she saw a familiar face—


    No, not a “face” exactly; it should be called a familiar “head.” Constantine’s massive dragon head had been chopped off, one of its horns broken. It was hung at the border of the Silver Dragon territory, its scales gradually dimming under the assault of wind and sand.


    Isabe could hardly believe her eyes. Constantine, the Scarlet me Dragon King revered as a hero by the dragons for millennia, had his head chopped off like this?


    Isabe knew Xiao Luo’s strength; although notparable to ancient Dragon Kings like Constantine, with the advantage of terrain and fighting on home ground, defending their home should be no problem.


    But chopping off Constantine’s head… unless Xiao Luo had taken ten doses of a divine medicine like Dragon’s Strength, it would be impossible.


    Isabe asked the guards of the territory who killed Constantine. The guard proudly proimed, “It was His Highness the Prince!”


    “His Highness the Prince?… My, my brother-inw?!”


    Isabe couldn’t help but imagine the scene of her delicate brother-inw soloing against Constantine…


    She couldn’t even imagine it!


    No, she had to find out quickly.


    Xiao Luo, what kind of strange dragon did she marry?!


    “I must find out today!”


    “Hey there, little cutie, you’re so adorable! Let Auntie give you a kiss~ muuuua~~”


    What Xiao Luo, what brother-inw, this Red Dragon Queen had no idea! All she knew was that her three nieces were cute as buttons!


    The Melkvi family’s mother dragon specialized in changing faces.


    Leon quietly approached Rosvitha and whispered, “Your sister came in all fierce just now. I thought she had discovered our secret.”


    Isabe was very clever; she must have seen Constantine’s body and head on her way here. A casual inquiry would reveal that it was Leon who killed Constantine.


    But Rosvitha had crafted a “background story” for Leon, iming he hailed from a disbanded and weak dragon n. What could he possibly use to kill Constantine?@@novelbin@@


    It would indeed arouse Isabe’s suspicion, hence the couple’s concern about Isabe discovering Leon’s identity as a dragon yer.


    Rosvitha stared at her sister and whispered to Leon, “She probably did want to ask you how you killed Constantine beforeing in. But obviously, the attraction of our little daughter is much greater than Constantine.”


    Leon agreed.


    “Aw, little niece, why does your tail look almost the same color as Auntie’s?”


    Finally, Isabe noticed the color of the baby’s tail.


    She lifted her own tail, pinched the tip, and thenpared it with the baby’s tail, holding them together for the estranged couple to see.


    “Look, the baby’s tail color is simr to mine, just a bit lighter. If she grows a bit more, it might be almost the same as mine.”


    The couple simultaneously lowered their heads, covering their faces, feeling a bit speechless about this situation.


    The “whose second child resembles whom” debate that they had argued over for a full ten months had ended up like this! It turned out to be a victory for the aunt.


    “Why are you two silent? Don’t you like to talk?” Isabe asked.


    “No… Sister, as long as you’re happy…” Rosvitha said.


    “Okay then.”


    Isabe held the baby in her arms, gently swaying back and forth.


    “Little darling, would you like Auntie to take you to the Red Dragon n? Auntie won’t marry or have children in the future. In a hundred years, you’ll be the next Red Dragon Queen!”


    “Elder sister, hold on!”


    Leon quickly interjected. If he didn’t say something now, their precious daughter might be swayed by Isabe’s words in no time.


    Isabe gave him a disdainful look and pursed her lips. “Tsk, just kidding, look how scared you got.”


    Isabe ced the baby back beside Rosvitha, then breathed a sigh of relief. She straightened up, crossed her arms, and scrutinized her sister and brother-inw.


    Rosvithay in bed, with Leon sitting by her pillow, the couple strangely harmonious. Isabe’s gaze flickered between Rosvitha and Leon, finally settling on Leon’s face.


    Leon nced around, then scratched his forehead. “What’s up, sister?”


    “I didn’t expect you to be such a hidden expert, brother-inw.”


    After some cuddling with her beloved niece, it was time to get down to business.


    “What do you mean, sister?” Leon sensed trouble and decided to y dumb.


    “Sigh, brother-inw, after you’ve killed Constantine, there’s no need to be so low-key.”


    Isabe then nced at her sister.


    “Xiao Luo, didn’t you tell me before that Leon came from a disbanded and weak dragon n, and he was often sickly? He even fell into aa less than a month after our marriage.”


    Rosvitha’s gaze dodged, with a hint of embarrassment on her face.


    “Y-yes. Leon’s health… hasn’t been the best, right? Isn’t that right? Speak up.”


    She lightly nudged Leon’s buttocks under the covers with her elbow.


    Leon nodded repeatedly. “Yes, sister, my health hasn’t been greattely, and I’ve been taking medication.”


    “Medication? What kind of medication?”


    “Uh… I’ve been taking… uh…” Leon’s brain raced, recalling various dragon medicine names. But under Isabe’s intense gaze, he blurted out, “Dragon Kidney Protector!”


    Isabe gasped, then shook her head slightly. “An ordinary male dragon from a weak n like yours couldn’t possibly kill a Dragon King like Constantine, even if you ate all the Dragon Kidney Protectors in the world.


    Besides, Xiao Luo is pregnant and can’t do anything. Why would you be taking kidney protectors?”


    Step by step, the pressure mounted, with sound reasoning behind it. Rosvitha clutched the nket with both hands, covering her entire face.


    Though evading questions was shameful, it was undoubtedly effective! Everything was in your hands now, husband!


    Isabe looked at Leon, a slight smile ying on her lips, as she leisurely asked, “Tell me, brother-inw, who exactly are you?”


    Already retreated to the sidelines to enjoy the spectacle, Noia & Muen thought: This is exhrating, Auntie Isabe is still on a roll!