Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

She knew she would definitely fulfill that promise.

Just like every stop along a journey always leads to the next.

Having bid farewell to a certain someone’s adolescence, Rosvisser now found herself in the childhood of this fool.

The world before her shifted from hazy to clear.

She steadied herself, silently observing her surroundings.

The architecture was old-fashioned. In front of her was a long dining table covered with colorful dishes, decorated with strange cartoon stickers—clearly meant for children.

A mirror happened to be nearby.

Rosvisser turned to look.

In the reflection, she saw herself wearing a slightly worn nun’s habit, her silver hair neatly tied up in a bun at the back of her head, giving her a sharp and efficient appearance.

"A teacher and now a nun… Casmod, your subconscious sure knows how to mix things up."

Then again, she couldn’t blame it all on Leon.

Every time they played out different scenarios, she had been quite proactive in the role-play herself.

Perhaps these roles had left a deep impression on him, Rosvisser thought to herself.

"Lunchtime, children."

A gentle female voice interrupted her thoughts.

Rosvisser turned toward the source and immediately recognized the figure before her.

Sister Caroline.

She had met Caroline once, back when Leon returned to the Empire to overthrow the old king’s rule.

It was this very woman who had picked up Leon on a stormy night and taken him in.

At this time, Caroline was still young, and undeniably beautiful.