Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might
Chapter 157 - 156: Arising from Emotions

Chapter 157: Chapter 156: Arising from Emotions

A girl suddenly bursting into a guy’s room late at night is definitely something worth noting under normal circumstances, as it could lead to scenes not suitable for children at any moment.

Unfortunately, when similar incidents occur to Leon and Tassera, their relationship is anything but ordinary. Having practiced the Inner Core Dual Cultivation Method and having been completely honest with each other, it’s just a trivial scene not worth mentioning.

"Why are you here?" Leon, with crossed legs, sat on the bed. "Is something wrong?"

"The night is long, and sleep eludes me," Tassera said in an affected manner.

A girl still has to retain some modesty, of course. Tassera wouldn’t admit that she’d been restless after her conversation with Fiora that day.

"You can’t sleep, but I can," Leon lay back down. "Aren’t you sleeping with Cecilia? If you can’t sleep, you can chat with her."

"I don’t like her. I don’t want to talk to her." Opposite sexes attract, same sexes repel. Despite many years of acquaintance, Tassera and Cecilia still didn’t get along. "She insisted on sleeping with me just to save some room fees."

"Doesn’t she usually prefer to sleep outside, hanging in a tree?" Tassera said disdainfully. "Hearing we would sleep in a hostel, she just had to butt in."

"She loves to join in the fun, you know that," Leon turned over, squinting his eyes and replying nonchalantly.

"She’s just worried we’ll do something behind her back, worried that I’ll cheat..." Tassera walked into Leon’s room and sat on his bed. "She doesn’t know you often run to my lair, where we practice that Inner Core Dual Cultivation Method together. If anything were to happen between us, it would’ve happened already."

"No way," Leon said. "I’ve just entered adolescence and it’ll be about twenty-five years before I reach young adulthood, the mature stage."

"I think you’re already mentally mature," Tassera said subtly. "The first thing you look at is the chest, then the face, followed by the buttocks."

"You’re observing me quite closely, huh?" Leon teased.

Tassera snorted twice.

"Everybody appreciates beauty," Leon said openly, without hiding his desire. Being a Human requires all sorts of constraints, but now, as a Red Dragon, he was determined to live as he pleased. "What’s the use of a mature mind if the body is immature?"

Leon wasn’t the paragon of virtue. In fact, he had thought about Tassera for a long time, and the only reason he hadn’t made a move was that he was genuinely afraid; afraid that there might be something wrong with his body. Otherwise, why couldn’t he get in the mood when practicing Dual Cultivation with Tassera?

It must be because he hasn’t entered young adulthood yet. Once his body matures, it should be fine. Until then, he should avoid intimate contact.

"Why can Humans then?" Tassera asked. "You must have heard the stories about young nobles and their personal maids."

"Humans are Humans, Dragons are Dragons." Leon sat up again, looking at Tassera askance. "Are you in heat?"

Leon looked at Tassera, unaffected by the darkness. He saw Tassera’s curly, fluffy hair loosely draping over her shoulders, her bangs framed her small face, and her white nightgown wrapped around her, stopping at her calves, with two thin straps resting on her round shoulders. The part of the gown below her chest hung like a tent on her body... she came prepared.

Tassera rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit silly, and began to doubt whether she was in heat, like those animals.

Knowing full well that the Bronze Dragon read too many weird books, which made her dopey, why did she still play the fool?

In any case, under the current situation, she must wait until Leon enters young adulthood.

"Being in heat is better than not being able to be," Tassera said, clearly annoyed. "I’m leaving."

Leon watched Tassera leave the room, not lying down right away. First, he looked down and realized that he was slightly aroused... something that never happened during their cultivation practice.

Could it be because before coming to practice the Inner Core Dual Cultivation Method with Tassera, he always sat in meditation to adjust his state, entering the so-called sage time prematurely? As a result, he only focused on cultivation, his eyes empty, blind to everything else.

Leon nodded thoughtfully; he felt it was probably for that reason. Otherwise, he was already in the teenage stage now; if he were a Human, he’d be of high school age, and the body that should mature would have matured, just not to perfection...

Leon lay back in bed, regaining a bit of confidence. So, it wasn’t that he was incapable, but it was due to the Inner Core Dual Cultivation Method... and perhaps some physical reasons too.

Back in the day, he only knew about gaming. If his roommate hadn’t thrown him a risqué book or watched videos together, he wouldn’t have felt any excitement.

The prime of his age was something for after university. That was when he had booming energy, which, for a Dragon, meant entering young adulthood. But being the strongest then and not meeting the strongest you meant no one matched up after all.

Leon got lost in his memories, paying no attention to Tassera or anything else.

Meanwhile, Tassera left Leon’s room and stood in the pitch-dark corridor, intending to go back to sleep but feeling somewhat unwilling.

Humph, I’m not some delicate girl; I’ve got plenty of strength and tricks! After hesitating for a moment, Tassera stamped her foot and threw caution to the wind, going for it a second time.

Leon was still thinking about his college roommate who owed him a hundred bucks and hadn’t paid back. He later heard the guy got into pyramid schemes, wondering if those kinds of schemes would work in this world. Playing too big would definitely get someone in trouble, and he didn’t need that much money... Suddenly, he noticed the door to his room opened again.

"Why have you come back?" Leon asked.

"I’m not content." Tassera walked to Leon’s bedside, knelt on the bed with one leg, leaned forward, and placed Leon’s hand on her chest, "I’ve found that you like humanoids more than Dragons, humans, Elves, Tieflings... Do you really feel nothing at all?"

"There is a little feeling." Leon’s breathing quickened.

"Let me touch." Tassera was eager to try.

Leon quickly grabbed Tassera’s presumptuous hand and said, "Can’t you be a little more restrained... This feeling is so strange."

"What is restraint? I don’t know." Tassera said, "I am a Blue Dragon, I am a greedy Evil Dragon."

Leon was left speechless.

"Kiss me." Tassera tilted her chin up slightly.

Her mouth, looking tender and inviting, made Leon’s mouth dry.

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...

Cecilia always had light sleep, mainly because of her personality, she was always worried that someone might harm her. Hence, she became aware as soon as Tassera got up and immediately opened her eyes but then closed them quickly, pretending nothing had happened.

She heard everything clearly about Tassera getting up and running to Leon’s room.

What Tassera intended to do, one could guess without even thinking – she was simply in heat. As for Leon, who used to be a teenage dragon, he used to be all heart but no strength, now he was an adolescent, just a step away from a mature adult – probably not a problem.

Tassera took the lead, but Cecilia was not ready to give up, especially after she refused Tiamat and dedicated her future to the Red Dragon, there was a reason she had remained inactive, she planned to mess with the two at the right moment.

Cecilia was surprised that Tassera gave in so easily, it seems that as a Storage Dragon, because of various reasons in contact with humans so much, her character was influenced too much by human moral values.

Tassera did not come back; it seemed she built up her courage again? Truly an Evil Dragon.

Cecilia felt she needed to do something, got up excitedly and left her room barefoot.

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...

Heaven knows how long Leon had been awaiting this day. His hands, as if they learned by themselves, reached under Tassera’s clothes, feeling an electric current stimulating his entire body, like he was being electrocuted, he wasn’t sure if it was because of excitement, or because Tassera was a Blue Dragon. Just as he was about to continue, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Cecilia appeared.

"I just woke up and found out Tassera is missing..." Cecilia saw the two on the bed, immediately stretched out her hands to cover her eyes, then peeked through her fingers, "Maybe this is not a good time."

Leon glanced at Cecilia, her neatly cut hair, delicate face, affectionate eyes, and nonexistent breasts, she clearly had become less slender in her Dragon Form now, and the long straight legs under her sleeping gown looked like they could crush someone.

"No, you came at just the right time." Leon waved at Cecilia, not minding the sayings like favors bind and who accepts a favor sells his freedom, that could wait for the future.

"What’s the right time?" Tassera slapped down Leon’s hand and then pointed at Cecilia, raising her finger and chanting silently, her fingertips glowing with green light.

Cecilia agilely dodged the thin green beam shot from Tassera’s fingertips, and turned to see the wall turned into gray dust and screamed, "Dissociation Technique? Are you trying to kill someone?"

"Get out!" Tassera said coldly.

"Fine, I’ll get out!" Cecilia always knew who to cozy up to and whom to strongarm.

With Cecilia gone, Leon met Tassera’s gaze and inexplicably felt afraid... Was she really an Evil Dragon?

"I want to be on top." Tassera said.

Leon was silent for a moment, thinking that he was a man, he was a Red Dragon, he firmly said, "No, you must be on the bottom."

Tassera didn’t resist, allowing Leon to push her down, after all, she was a Blue Dragon, and Blue Dragons belong to the Order Camp, which favored hierarchy.

The night was extraordinarily long.

Leon paid no attention to the ding-dong sound that started at some unknown moment, after all, the rewards of the Golden Finger weren’t that important.

Cecilia, intended to be just a laughingstock, was eavesdropping at the corner of the wall, and curled up into a ball as she listened.