Chapter 284 - 280: Fabricating Charges
It’s no wonder Cecilia was so anxious. Heaven knows how long she had waited, enduring decades to watch him grow from a young dragon to a youth dragon.
Although Tassera met Leon first, it didn’t mean she had already won. Coming early didn’t matter as much as coming at the right time. Who would triumph in the end was still uncertain—it all depended on who could help Leon lay eggs first. Strange as it might sound, Leon’s mindset leaned more toward that of humans, placing great importance on continuing his lineage.
In this situation, since Leon hadn’t yet entered his youth stage, Cecilia wasn’t in a rush at all.
But as Leon stepped into adolescence, maturing gradually, Cecilia knew that although she’d have to wait until mid-youth for Leon to become fertile, she couldn’t delay her preparations any longer. Otherwise, she’d never catch up to Tassera’s pace and might even fall hopelessly behind her.
Tassera wouldn’t lend a hand, and Anglistra was simply too greedy. The only one left was Salovis, who wasn’t in the habit of using her brain. However, with a hefty reward as incentive, Salovis could become quite clever. For this, Cecilia was willing to spend, even up to a thousand Gold Coins.
Meanwhile, Leon was blissfully unaware that he was being schemed against, mainly because Salovis usually acted so naïve that he never suspected a thing.
After all, Leon spent ten minutes thinking things through and realized he really couldn’t manage without Cecilia. Whether it was the Volcanic Island or Watchtower Port, he depended on her help for administration. Otherwise, he’d be the one doing all the heavy lifting—mentally and physically. He had to hold onto Cecilia tightly.
As for Cecilia being a Green Dragon with her own deep schemes, Leon figured that with his current strength, such trivialities didn’t matter. In the face of absolute power, all tricks and schemes were meaningless. And as for "biting the hand that feeds you," like Salovis often teasingly said, Leon reasoned that he had given enough already; it was Cecilia who now owed him.
"Tassera, Cecilia..."