Vol. 6 Ch. 15

Leon wasn’t entirely sure what specific scenes would appear in the memory field leading to Light Island. However, he could choose a general timeframe, and the memory regression magic would select the event most deeply imprinted in Rosvisser’s mind within that range, allowing him to participate.

For example, an event like Rosvisser’s coronation was a once-in-a-lifetime experience—naturally unforgettable. This mechanism also conveniently avoided awkward scenarios like:

“Mom, why did you tie Dad up in the cart and wrap your tail around his neck?”

Or:

“Dad and Mom kissed! Are we getting a new little sister?”

Because of this, Leon deliberately chose a timeframe from before his "house arrest" imposed by his father. This way, he didn’t have to worry about accidentally revealing anything.

After the coronation ceremony, the scene in front of Leon began to blur. When his vision cleared again, he found himself no longer in the forest outside the Silver Dragon Sanctuary but inside a room.

The atmosphere inside was notably quieter than the sanctuary, although still full of a sense of purpose.

Leon took a moment to observe his surroundings. The room was filled with neatly arranged tables and chairs, with rows of bookshelves lining the walls. Judging by the number of books and the elegant décor, this was a library—and a large one at that.

As the scene fully loaded, Leon glanced down at his clothing and let out a breath of relief—it wasn’t women’s attire this time.

He was dressed in a formal academy uniform, complete with a necktie and gold-embroidered cuffs. A badge was pinned to his left chest, depicting a coiled dragon in a meaningful curve—the emblem of St. Heath’s Academy.

“Oh, so this must be a memory from that dragon’s school days,” Leon mused with a grin.

“They always say school days are the best days. Let’s see if a dragon school’s slacker has the right to complain about it.”

He stood up and looked around. He had visited this library before during family events with his daughters at St. Heath’s Academy. The library operated 24/7, open at all hours.

Even so, late at night, the library was empty. Leon scratched his head and muttered,

“Rosvisser isn’t here? Why am I in this place, then?”

This was Rosvisser’s memory. Logically, she should appear in the same scene. If she wasn’t here, he wouldn’t have been sent to the library.

Leon carefully scanned the area again and finally spotted a familiar silver-haired figure in a corner. His heart lightened with excitement as he walked over and plopped down across from her.

Rosvisser had her head lowered, utterly absorbed in the ancient text before her. She ignored the unexpected classmate’s arrival, silently flipping through the pages.

Her simple ponytail was neat and practical. She wore no accessories and had a bare face, yet her cool and delicate features still radiated an undeniable allure.

While 200 years wouldn’t age a dragon’s appearance, the contrast in temperament after centuries of life was striking.

The younger Rosvisser had the same icy expression on her stunning face, but it felt more like a mask she deliberately maintained. Compared to her as a queen, this version seemed more immature and forced.

Still, seeing his wife in her youth, Leon couldn’t help feeling a bit excited. Without overthinking it, he greeted her:

“Good evening, classmate.”

…

…

“Hello? Classmate, good evening~”

…

…

“Um… classmate, are your ears not working?”

…

Back in the bedroom, Noa silently rubbed her temples as she watched the scene projected by the memory stone.

Next to her, Aurora sighed deeply and shook her head in frustration. “I told you, Dad’s flirting skills are nonexistent. How did he even manage to win Mom over?”

This time, even Noa couldn’t help joining in the teasing.

“…Probably because he’s handsome.”

“But if Dad couldn’t win Mom over, then how would he fall in love, get married, and have us? Wouldn’t that mean we’d never meet our sisters?” Moon pressed her hands against her cheeks, smooshing her mouth into an “O” shape.

“Aurora, this is just Mom’s memory,” she explained patiently. “Even if she’s still in school, no matter how many times Dad messes up, it won’t affect us in the real world.”

Aurora sighed again.

“But watching Dad, the ultimate straight man, try to flirt with the cold senior is just painful!”

…

“My name is Leon, Leon Casmod. Nice to meet you, classmate.”

Perhaps due to Leon’s persistence, or maybe Rosvisser was simply tired of his repeated attempts, this time she finally responded in a cold tone:

“Rosvisser Melkvey.”

Even as she spoke, she didn’t lift her head, continuing to flip through the ancient book on the table.

Leon glanced at the book she was reading—it was about elemental magic. The other books stacked on the table, forming a small mountain, were mostly of the same subject.

“Is this homework?” Leon asked.

“No.”

Leon sat quietly, waiting for her to add more after the single word. Unfortunately, Rosvisser’s response ended with a simple and curt “no,” without further explanation of what she was doing.

Scratching his head awkwardly, Leon thought to himself:

“Is talking to girls always this difficult…”

This wasn’t a typical romance story, but one about two people who skipped dating entirely and went straight to marriage and having kids. Still, Leon had no complaints.

Since Rosvisser clearly wasn’t in the mood for conversation, he decided not to force it. While Leon might not be skilled at understanding women in general, he knew his wife.

Whenever Rosvisser was seriously focused on solving a problem, all Leon needed to do was sit quietly beside her. There was no need to offer advice or interrupt her work. If she couldn’t resolve something on her own, she would naturally ask him for help. Comforting her? That wasn’t even necessary—the Silver Dragon Queen’s heart wasn’t fragile.

So, Leon didn’t push the conversation further. Resting his face on one hand, he sat quietly and waited.

Without the awkward small talk, the library grew quiet, with only the sound of Rosvisser flipping pages and the ticking of the clock in the background. Leon showed no signs of impatience or frustration, and Rosvisser didn’t seem to mind his presence either.

However, not chasing him away didn’t mean she welcomed his company. After all, at this stage in her life, she couldn’t possibly imagine that the annoying young man in front of her would one day become her husband.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was 12:01 AM.

Snap—

Rosvisser gently closed her book and gathered the towering stack of texts into her arms. With a swift turn, she strode confidently toward the library exit.

As she turned, her silver ponytail brushed against Leon’s arm, snapping him out of his half-dazed state.

He rubbed his eyes and quickly got up to follow her.

At the library door, Rosvisser reached out to push it open, but Leon beat her to it. He opened the door for her and looked down, meeting her striking silver eyes.

Since she had yet to evolve into her queenly form, Rosvisser was still wearing flat shoes, making her tilt her head slightly to meet Leon’s gaze.

Out of politeness, Rosvisser gave him a small nod. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, classmate,” Leon replied with a bright, sunny smile—a smile brimming with the thought, “My wife finally acknowledged me!”

Rosvisser paused briefly, puzzled as to why he seemed so genuinely happy over such a minor thing as a “thank you.” Still, she didn’t linger and continued walking out of the library.

“Classmate, let me walk you back to your dorm—it’s late.”

“No need.”

“Well… then…”

Being rejected by a girl during the pursuit phase was common.

But let’s face it: someone as handsome as Leon Casmod wasn’t used to being turned down.

So, when Rosvisser bluntly said “no need,” Leon momentarily froze, unsure of what to do next.

Meanwhile, the daughters watching through the memory stone couldn’t help but feel nervous for their father.

“Don’t let her go! Even if you have to follow her, you need to make sure Mom gets back safely!” Aurora exclaimed.

“Isn’t following her a bit creepy?” Moon asked.

“I don’t know,” Aurora replied. “But in the novels I’ve read, the male lead always stays at a respectful distance, silently protecting the female lead.”

Noa raised an eyebrow. “What kind of novels are you reading?”

“Reborn Goddess, Please Love Me Again.”

“That’s a simp novel!”

“Hey, hey, Dad’s making a move! Let’s see what he says!” Moon said excitedly.

The sisters leaned in closer, eager to see what their father would do next.

In the memory, Leon followed closely beside Rosvisser.

“Are you sure you don’t need me to walk you back, classmate?”

“Mm.”

“Well… then…”

What would it be?

Would he confess his feelings, winning her over with heartfelt sincerity?

Or would he play it cool, laying the groundwork for a slow-burning romance?

Leon Casmod, make your move!

“…Then you can walk me back instead.”

Rosvisser: “?”

“Hello? Principal Wilson? Yes, there’s a lunatic here. Please send the security team immediately.”