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

"This sentence was only meant for Albert to hear. The referees of the Divine Stallion Tribe in the audience couldn’t pick up on it.

Once it was confirmed that Albert wouldn’t be able to fight again in the short term, the referee announced Leon as the winner of the round.

Of course, as previously stated, this hand-to-hand combat trial wasn’t meant to eliminate any participants.

It was simply a preliminary evaluation that would influence the later trials.

Leon turned and stepped off the arena stage.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Albert calling out from behind.

'Hey, human brat.'

Leon paused and glanced back. 'Something else?'

'If this big black brute isn’t convinced and wants to fight Leon another three hundred rounds, he’s welcome to give it a shot.'

Albert clutched his sore abdomen, staggering a few steps forward.

Standing beside Leon, he asked,

'You just said… you’ve killed a lot of Dragon Kings.'

Leon nodded silently.

'Then… did you kill Constantine?'

At those words, Leon’s steps froze.

He hesitated for a moment, considering how to answer that somewhat awkward question.

After a brief pause, he replied,

'Yeah. Twice.'

'…'

Now it was Albert’s turn to be utterly confused.

'What do you mean… you killed him twice? Don’t think you can make a fool out of me just because you beat me in a fight.'

Leon shrugged helplessly.

He had already tried to make his answer as simple and less abstract as possible.

But it still wasn’t exactly something easy to explain.

'I’m not messing with you. Constantine and I are actually friends now. But we… had some past grudges to settle.'