Bìzuǐ Èlóng Wǒ Bùxiǎng Zài Gēn Nǐ Dài Háizi Le - Ch. 64 - Take Charge

[Fallere845]

WHAT!?!? How

When she collapsed after using the blood curse on him. Since she was unconscious for days, she wasn't able to use the birth control magic like she normally do, also she isn't aware of it as of now.

 

[Sunji27]

Damn that some kinky s****
It looks like the next chapter will have a new animation




Thank you for the TL

 

[Matthew-Miguel]

When she collapsed after using the blood curse on him. Since she was unconscious for days, she wasn't able to use the birth control magic like she normally do, also she isn't aware of it as of now.

Oooooh okay

 

[nljm]

they're both just supressing their feelings atp

 

[RollOmega]

It's a good thing they have a combined zero brain cells, this series would be over the instant one of them learns even just a single lesson about actions having consequences.

 

[taerjo965]

Brutal seggs

 

[CaptainSPrice]

It's a good thing they have a combined zero brain cells, this series would be over the instant one of them learns even just a single lesson about actions having consequences.

After time travel in season 2 Leon is gonna truly learn.

 

[CaptainSPrice]

It's a good thing they have a combined zero brain cells, this series would be over the instant one of them learns even just a single lesson about actions having consequences.

Season 2 Episode 88 Novel

During this time, Leon was also diligently practicing the Nine Gates of Hell technique, as taught by his youngest daughter, putting in extra hours whenever he could. He never neglected his mana refinement and storage either.

The Space Rift battle had caught him off guard last time, which allowed Lavie and her allies to trap him in a space barrier after he defeated Stal. But this time, with half a year of preparation and significant progress in the Nine Gates of Hell, even if the three Dragon Kings attacked him directly, Leon would only smile and say, “Time to eat.”

Meanwhile, Noa and Moon continued their regular missions, ensuring that nothing went wrong in the critical final months.

The four of them, father and daughters, each played their part, all working toward the day when the reversal magic would be complete.

But... not even the busy and intense preparations could keep Leon’s mind entirely focused. He often found his thoughts drifting toward one thing—Rosvisser.

The night before the final deadline, with less than 24 hours to go, Leon went alone to the room where Rosvisser’s crystal was kept. He dragged a chair over and sat beside the crystal.

Inside, his beautiful wife lay peacefully, her brows relaxed, looking serene and lovely. Her hands were folded over her abdomen, resting atop a photograph.

It was a photo taken by a sneaky photographer during a family portrait session—a "couple’s photo" where Leon and Rosvisser were gazing into each other’s eyes, love evident in their expressions.

On the back of the photo were the words Leon would never forget:

"May the silver light always shine in the eyes of those we love."

Leon believed that before Rosvisser lost consciousness, she didn’t know whether she would ever wake up again. She had chosen this photo as her sole companion for this unknown, endless sleep.

Noa had said that their mother didn’t understand emotions well and wasn’t good at expressing them. But Rosvisser knew what she cared about and what she couldn’t live without.

In a world where "Leon didn’t exist," she had stood her ground alone for six months. She was the most solitary queen on the throne, the saddest and most sorrowful wife.

Up until the moment she fell into a coma, did she still believe... that Leon would return and save everything?

For the past few months, Leon had visited this room almost every night, spending long hours alone with Rosvisser. He didn’t speak, didn’t do anything—he just sat there, silently watching his sleeping wife.

But...

Every time he entered this room, it took him a long time to mentally prepare himself.

He was scared. Terrified. Sometimes, his legs even trembled.

At first, Leon had managed to keep a decent mindset.

But as time passed, especially in these last few days, he found himself increasingly afraid to stand by Rosvisser’s side, to look at her, to share his deepest thoughts with her.

Leon was a man with a sensitive heart, prone to overthinking, but not very skilled at managing his negative emotions.

Much like years ago, when the temporary Dragon King of the Red Dragon Clan, Augur, had told him that "the dragons will take everything from you." Leon had spiraled into self-doubt and reflection.

That time, he had managed to pull through.

And the one who helped him was Rosvisser.

Though she wasn’t good at expressing her feelings, she understood Leon. She knew how to reach into the darkness of his heart and pull him out of it.

So many times, she had been his "emotional guide."

After all, the queen hadn’t lived over two hundred years for nothing. Her life experience far exceeded Leon’s.

But now, with Leon overwhelmed by longing and worry, what could he do?

Without Rosvisser, his heart felt like a tangled mess—impossible to unravel.

He pushed aside his sinking thoughts, inhaled deeply, and slowly exhaled.

Then Leon reached out and placed his hand gently on the crystal.

It was cold, like the harsh reality he now faced.

“I miss you... so much.”

If everything went well, he would be able to see her in just 24 hours.

But... who could guarantee that everything would go smoothly?

Leon was rarely so unsure of himself.

Because he never feared failure.

Fail, and you try again. Fail once, try once more. Fail countless times, then try countless times more. He was the guy who never went down easily.

But.

This time was different.

If he failed now, he might never be able to hold his beloved again.

The weight of it pressed down on his chest like a mountain, nearly suffocating him.

This wasn’t just a race against time—it was a love that transcended time and space, one he had to save.

Could he really do it?

“It’s late, get some rest.”

Noa’s voice came from behind him. “Aurora says the reversal magic will be ready in just a few hours. You need to conserve your strength.”

“I’m fine. I feel okay.”

Leon didn’t turn around. He continued to quietly watch Rosvisser, his voice calm, though Noa could hear a faint tremor in it.

Noa hesitated, then walked over to stand beside him.

That was when Leon noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that she was holding a small, intricately carved wooden box. Though it was delicate, it looked worn and aged.

“What’s this...?”

Noa opened the box, revealing an assortment of seemingly unrelated trinkets.

There was a black fragment, a Rubik’s cube, a note, an essay, and a family photo.

“These are things that are really important to me,” Noa said.

Leon looked at the items, recognizing them. The Rubik’s cube was something he had made for Moon, and he had given one to Noa too, even though she had acted aloof and hadn’t wanted to acknowledge it at the time.

The note had “Noa K. Melkwe” written on it, probably from when he had been teaching Moon to write and had written Noa’s name on it as an example.

The essay recorded an account of a date Leon and Rosvisser had gone on in Sky City and Noa’s thoughts about their love.

And, of course, the family photo.

“I had planned to collect a lot more things to fill this box.”

Noa continued, “But in the twenty years since you disappeared, nothing new has been added. Each thing has its own meaning, but when tragedy strikes, those meanings become torment. So...”

Noa conjured dragon fire in her hand and set the wooden box, which she had kept for two decades, alight.

The items inside—the Rubik’s cube, the note, the essay, the photo—burned away, leaving only the black fragment, glistening in the flames.

Leon was startled, trying to stop the fire.

But Noa threw the box onto the ground, letting it burn.

She held her father’s hand, tears glistening in her eyes, her voice choking up.

“Whether you succeed or fail, I don’t need this anymore.”

“If you change the past and restore the original timeline, the box will return to me, and everything I cared about will come back.”

“But if you fail... you and my sisters will be all I have left.”

“So, go ahead. Do what you need to do, Leon Kasmode.”

“No matter the outcome, you’ll never be alone.”

A few months ago, as Leon had opened up to his daughter, the future version of her and the past version had started to merge.

And now, Leon saw the reflection of Rosvisser in Noa.




The person who had always pulled him out of the darkness seemed like she had never truly left him.

 

[drepurp]

The way they be going at it, the fortune teller is gonna be right lol

 

[JokoAviv]

😁👍

 

[homerman87]

Ah yes, willingly throwing away the stamina you've been building up for petty "revenge" that will just bite you in the butt in the end.

 

[Graywing]

Thanks for the chapter!!!

 

[Cpl_Facehugger]

Man, I'm surprised that Rossweisse is so into masochism like that. I thought that was more Leon's bag.

 

[Goku_X]

WHAT!?!?

 

[USB3pt0]

Man, I'm surprised that Rossweisse is so into masochism like that. I thought that was more Leon's bag.

They say subs make the best doms, you know.

 

[kamishiniyari]

Season 2 Episode 88 Novel

During this time, Leon was also diligently practicing the Nine Gates of Hell technique, as taught by his youngest daughter, putting in extra hours whenever he could. He never neglected his mana refinement and storage either.

The Space Rift battle had caught him off guard last time, which allowed Lavie and her allies to trap him in a space barrier after he defeated Stal. But this time, with half a year of preparation and significant progress in the Nine Gates of Hell, even if the three Dragon Kings attacked him directly, Leon would only smile and say, “Time to eat.”

Meanwhile, Noa and Moon continued their regular missions, ensuring that nothing went wrong in the critical final months.

The four of them, father and daughters, each played their part, all working toward the day when the reversal magic would be complete.

But... not even the busy and intense preparations could keep Leon’s mind entirely focused. He often found his thoughts drifting toward one thing—Rosvisser.

The night before the final deadline, with less than 24 hours to go, Leon went alone to the room where Rosvisser’s crystal was kept. He dragged a chair over and sat beside the crystal.

Inside, his beautiful wife lay peacefully, her brows relaxed, looking serene and lovely. Her hands were folded over her abdomen, resting atop a photograph.

It was a photo taken by a sneaky photographer during a family portrait session—a "couple’s photo" where Leon and Rosvisser were gazing into each other’s eyes, love evident in their expressions.

On the back of the photo were the words Leon would never forget:

"May the silver light always shine in the eyes of those we love."

Leon believed that before Rosvisser lost consciousness, she didn’t know whether she would ever wake up again. She had chosen this photo as her sole companion for this unknown, endless sleep.

Noa had said that their mother didn’t understand emotions well and wasn’t good at expressing them. But Rosvisser knew what she cared about and what she couldn’t live without.

In a world where "Leon didn’t exist," she had stood her ground alone for six months. She was the most solitary queen on the throne, the saddest and most sorrowful wife.

Up until the moment she fell into a coma, did she still believe... that Leon would return and save everything?

For the past few months, Leon had visited this room almost every night, spending long hours alone with Rosvisser. He didn’t speak, didn’t do anything—he just sat there, silently watching his sleeping wife.

But...

Every time he entered this room, it took him a long time to mentally prepare himself.

He was scared. Terrified. Sometimes, his legs even trembled.

At first, Leon had managed to keep a decent mindset.

But as time passed, especially in these last few days, he found himself increasingly afraid to stand by Rosvisser’s side, to look at her, to share his deepest thoughts with her.

Leon was a man with a sensitive heart, prone to overthinking, but not very skilled at managing his negative emotions.

Much like years ago, when the temporary Dragon King of the Red Dragon Clan, Augur, had told him that "the dragons will take everything from you." Leon had spiraled into self-doubt and reflection.

That time, he had managed to pull through.

And the one who helped him was Rosvisser.

Though she wasn’t good at expressing her feelings, she understood Leon. She knew how to reach into the darkness of his heart and pull him out of it.

So many times, she had been his "emotional guide."

After all, the queen hadn’t lived over two hundred years for nothing. Her life experience far exceeded Leon’s.

But now, with Leon overwhelmed by longing and worry, what could he do?

Without Rosvisser, his heart felt like a tangled mess—impossible to unravel.

He pushed aside his sinking thoughts, inhaled deeply, and slowly exhaled.

Then Leon reached out and placed his hand gently on the crystal.

It was cold, like the harsh reality he now faced.

“I miss you... so much.”

If everything went well, he would be able to see her in just 24 hours.

But... who could guarantee that everything would go smoothly?

Leon was rarely so unsure of himself.

Because he never feared failure.

Fail, and you try again. Fail once, try once more. Fail countless times, then try countless times more. He was the guy who never went down easily.

But.

This time was different.

If he failed now, he might never be able to hold his beloved again.

The weight of it pressed down on his chest like a mountain, nearly suffocating him.

This wasn’t just a race against time—it was a love that transcended time and space, one he had to save.

Could he really do it?

“It’s late, get some rest.”

Noa’s voice came from behind him. “Aurora says the reversal magic will be ready in just a few hours. You need to conserve your strength.”

“I’m fine. I feel okay.”

Leon didn’t turn around. He continued to quietly watch Rosvisser, his voice calm, though Noa could hear a faint tremor in it.

Noa hesitated, then walked over to stand beside him.

That was when Leon noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that she was holding a small, intricately carved wooden box. Though it was delicate, it looked worn and aged.

“What’s this...?”

Noa opened the box, revealing an assortment of seemingly unrelated trinkets.

There was a black fragment, a Rubik’s cube, a note, an essay, and a family photo.

“These are things that are really important to me,” Noa said.

Leon looked at the items, recognizing them. The Rubik’s cube was something he had made for Moon, and he had given one to Noa too, even though she had acted aloof and hadn’t wanted to acknowledge it at the time.

The note had “Noa K. Melkwe” written on it, probably from when he had been teaching Moon to write and had written Noa’s name on it as an example.

The essay recorded an account of a date Leon and Rosvisser had gone on in Sky City and Noa’s thoughts about their love.

And, of course, the family photo.

“I had planned to collect a lot more things to fill this box.”

Noa continued, “But in the twenty years since you disappeared, nothing new has been added. Each thing has its own meaning, but when tragedy strikes, those meanings become torment. So...”

Noa conjured dragon fire in her hand and set the wooden box, which she had kept for two decades, alight.

The items inside—the Rubik’s cube, the note, the essay, the photo—burned away, leaving only the black fragment, glistening in the flames.

Leon was startled, trying to stop the fire.

But Noa threw the box onto the ground, letting it burn.

She held her father’s hand, tears glistening in her eyes, her voice choking up.

“Whether you succeed or fail, I don’t need this anymore.”

“If you change the past and restore the original timeline, the box will return to me, and everything I cared about will come back.”

“But if you fail... you and my sisters will be all I have left.”

“So, go ahead. Do what you need to do, Leon Kasmode.”

“No matter the outcome, you’ll never be alone.”

A few months ago, as Leon had opened up to his daughter, the future version of her and the past version had started to merge.

And now, Leon saw the reflection of Rosvisser in Noa.




The person who had always pulled him out of the darkness seemed like she had never truly left him.

what the sigma, my lewd manhua cant be this serious

 

[KellikL]

what the sigma, my lewd manhua cant be this serious

It really really is.

 

[GIN_8_6_]

Dude taking full advantage of the situation