Chapter 100: Expanding the Population

The kissing operation 2.0 was successfully completed, now they just had to slowly wait for Mom’s belly to get bigger.
This was a very long process, and the little dragon daughters weren’t in a hurry.
In the following days, Noia and Muen didn’t create any more mischief either.
Since there was no mischief, Little Light had no entertainment to watch.
For Little Light, who was born with the constitution of a troublemaker, this was rather boring.
She wanted to get close to Dad and add some interesting waves to this warm and harmonious daily life with a classic uppercut.
But Big Sis said Dad was in a weakened state right now, so it would be better to wait a few more days.
With no choice, Little Light had to give up.
This morning, Little Light was wandering aimlessly around the Holy Temple.
When she arrived at the main hall, she saw Mom discussing something with several maids in front of the throne.
Little Light blinked and walked over.
“Make it a bit bigger, right now the throne space barely fits two people, there’s not even room to lean back and rest,” Rosvitha said.
Anna nodded, “Yes, Your Majesty, I’ll go find craftsmen to redesign the throne right away.”
“Mm.”
After a pause, Rosvitha added, “Make it quick.”
Anna froze, “Quickly? Your Majesty… are you in a hurry?”
The Queen’s pretty face reddened as she quickly turned away.
“No- not in a hurry. It’s just that all our people will be returning soon, so I thought completing the reconstruction quickly would be a nice surprise for everyone.”
Anna had a sudden realization, “I see. I understand, Your Majesty.”
“Mm, go ahead then.”
Anna bowed and withdrew.
Rosvitha secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But suddenly she felt someone gently tugging at her dress hem.
Rosvitha looked down, then smiled, bending over to pick up the little one in her arms,
“What is it, Little Light? Do you need something from mama?”
“Mama, are you going to rebuild the throne?” Little Light asked.
“Yes… this throne has been here for many years, it’s time for a renovation.”
As she spoke, Rosvitha sat on the throne while holding Little Light.
Looking at the empty great hall below the throne, Little Light pondered briefly before saying,
“Mama, compared to other tribes, don’t we have fewer Silver Dragon people?”
Rosvitha started slightly, her silver eyes trembling.
Even Little Light had noticed this…
Indeed, the continuous wars had sharply reduced the Silver Dragon tribe’s population.
The Dragon race had always followed a “quality over quantity” approach to development. While this method could produce powerful individual warriors consistently, once the frequency of wars exceeded the race’s capacity to sustain losses, dragons couldn’t recover as quickly as humans or other large races.
And when a tribe faced extinction, most Dragon Kings would choose to disperse their tribe – this was one way to preserve the tribe’s bloodline for future revival.
Fortunately, Leon had returned in time this time. If Rosvitha’s dispersal order had been in effect too long, it would have been difficult to gather many tribe members back.
Little Light’s casual comment made Rosvitha more acutely aware of this problem.
As the Silver Dragon Queen, she needed to address this population shortage quickly.
“Yes, we are a bit few in number. But mama will solve this.”
“How does mama plan to solve it?”
“Uh……”
This was easier said than done.
The most common method of dragon reproduction was cocoon-birth, which didn’t require a mate or ten months of pregnancy.
However, the drawback was that after using their power to create a dragon cocoon, dragons would enter an extremely weakened state.
This was when they were most vulnerable to attacks from other races.
The Silver Dragon tribe was already in a recovery phase after the wars, and Leon was in a mana-depleted state. If someone with ill intentions seized this opportunity…
That would be quite troublesome.
“This isn’t something I can explain in just a few words. If Little Light is interested in learning about tribal development patterns, mama will teach you when you’re a bit older, how’s that?”
Little Light’s eyes lit up, “Okay! Thank you, mama!”
Rosvitha smiled and nuzzled Little Light’s nose before setting her down, “Go play with your sisters now, mama has work to do.”
“I know, mama.”
After Little Light left, Rosvitha leaned back alone on the throne, gazing at the vast, empty great hall with worry etched across her delicate face.
She bit her lower lip gently, secretly sighing,
“How can we increase our population…”
Rosvitha spoke softly, her hand unconsciously brushing across her abdomen.
The next second, the Queen suddenly sat up straight, her lips slowly curving upward,
“I’ve got it!”
……
A few evenings later, Rosvitha found Leon with apparent seriousness, saying she had important matters to discuss with him.
Leon sat in her study, browsing through various ancient texts, “What is it? Why so mysterious?”
“My Silver Dragon tribe needs to expand its population,” Rosvitha said straightforwardly.
Leon paused, putting down his book and looking up at her, “And? I can help you kill Dragon Kings, but if you’re asking me to help you think of ways to expand the population, that’s not something I can help with.”
“Who says so? You can help with this,” Rosvitha said with certainty.
“How can I help you? I’ve never studied tribal operations, moreover I— wait… expand the population…”
General Leon’s mind raced as he carefully pondered the dragoness’s words.
Hiss~~~
“Hold on… you’re not thinking of having a third child or something, are you?” Leon asked.
Rosvitha also paused, but instead of answering, she counter-questioned, “Why do you say that? Do you want to have another one with me?”
“Don’t joke around, dragoness! I, the mighty dragon slayer, having three children with you is already going against heaven’s will. How could I possibly want a third child with you!”
Leon declared firmly and dignifiedly,
“I, Leon, would rather die, die out there, than have more children with you!”
Rosvitha snorted with laughter, crossing her arms and tilting her head slightly, speaking leisurely, “Whether or not you have children with me isn’t up to you, but up to me.”
Leon blinked, not understanding, “What do you mean?”
“The anti-conception magic after our intimate moments is in my control.”
Rosvitha raised her delicate jade fingers, lazily admiring them under the study’s lamplight, “In other words, whether pregnancy occurs depends on whether I use the anti-conception magic or not.”
Leon’s thoughts stirred.
He remembered that the reason Rosvitha had gotten pregnant with Little Light was because after she used Blood Confusion to get revenge on Leon, she had fainted and lay flat, unable to use the anti-conception magic in time.
So Rosvitha was right – the choice of whether pregnancy would occur after their intimate moments was in her hands.
“But even so, you think you can control me? How naive!” Leon said.
The Queen raised an eyebrow, smirking, “Oh? So, you’re saying you won’t touch me anymore, is that right?”
“……”
“Don’t want me to light up your dragon marks anymore?”
“……”
“Don’t want to kiss my ankles and knee hollows anymore?”
“Enough……”
“Don’t want to see me in a bunny girl outfit anymore?”
SLAM! —
Leon slammed the table, “Enough, Melkvi! You don’t need to threaten me with intimate matters. Do you think I, Leon Casmode, am the kind of person who would sell my soul and submit to your whims just for a moment of physical pleasure?”
Rosvitha’s lips curved in a smile as she slowly walked toward Leon behind the desk.
As she walked, she kicked off her slippers, revealing her clean, white jade feet.
Her skin brushed against the wooden floor, her footsteps light and silent.
She walked up to Leon, bent down, her eyes flickering seductively, “You… aren’t you?”
“I… I am.”
He could endure anything, but the thought of never seeing the bunny girl outfit again was unbearable.
In General Leon’s heart, Rosvitha in a bunny girl outfit was on par with his beloved donkey!
Rosvitha smiled and pinched his cheek,
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you now.”
Leon heard that she really did have serious business with him, so he also put aside his playfulness and asked seriously, “Then… how can I help with expanding the Silver Dragon population?”
“Propaganda.”
“Propaganda?”
Rosvitha patted Leon’s shoulder, “Yes, Casmode, your union with me is the best propaganda!”