Chapter 329: A Swordsman and A Princess Dragon

Lyon crossed his arms with a big grin that increased his charisma by folds. He didn't even realize that what he just said was beyond shameless. That was some level of confidence that even God couldn't do. 

The masked woman was caught off guard. She didn't expect the conversation would start like this. She was sure that she would lead the dialogue but that single sentence broke that atmosphere so much that she lost her momentum.

"N-No..."

"No? Are you sure?"

The masked woman blinked in disbelief. She thought she misheard the words that coming out of Lyon's lips. (Are you... sure? Eh? What is he talking about? Eh?!) thought the masked woman before she suddenly turned around.

"Ah?"

Lyon was a bit surprised seeing her action.

"W-We will settle this in the arena!" the masked woman scurried over before disappearing from the group's view.

"W-What? What just happened?" asked Lyon with one of his eyebrows raised before he turned around and seeing the old man laughed his ass off while Tuey shook her head in disappointment.

"Nothing happened," said the dragon lady before she got off from the destroyed caravan and walked her way toward Lyon who suspected nothing. She stood in front of his aloof face before putting her hands on her waist. With her dragon tooth slightly peeking out, she looked at him with a smile.

"So, I heard from Yoji that I am one of your harems?"

Lyon immediately looked to the ground with his eyebrows furrowed to the point it arched like a sword. His nose was pulled up as he gritted his teeth in fuming annoyance. (That little shit!).

He gulped his saliva, "I- I mean, you already know that I got a wife right?"

He showed her the ring that was on his finger as he reminded her of how he got the ring. The story he already told on her balcony.

The dragon lady nodded, "Yes, that is true, but a harem is not just two women now is it not?"

"Alright fellas, how about you settle your arguments in the inn, not in a quiet road?" said the old man as he patted both of their shoulders at the same time.

"Fusya!"

Lyon squinted his eyes against the old man before the latter lightly pinched his shoulder so flawlessly that the dragon lady didn't notice the additional force. (Wait a minute, don't you think that a quiet place like this would be a better option than staying at the inn? Oh... OH?! You are trying to bail me out of this conversation and hoped that she forgot about it?! Father-in-law you?! Are the best!) thought Lyon as he nodded.

(A man gotta take care of each other) thought the old man as he nodded.

"Let's take a walk," said the dragon lady as she walked off the main road and left the two with their bulging eyes.

(Well shit) thought Lyon as he saw the old man praying and bid him farewell.

"Go my child, make sure you are still alive, my daughter is waiting for you after all."

(Why does your tone change into that of a monk?!) thought Lyon as he saw the old man closed his eyes with his palms pressing each other right in front of his chest.

"Good luck older brother!" shouted Tuey with a chuckle as Lyon walked away.

The latter suddenly halted and turned around to face Tuey who was bewildered. She would have never thought that Lyon would stop and turned around.

"Woof!"

Lyon turned around and resumed his walk.

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"Grr!" Tuey punched the caravan floor the moment she heard how Lyon replied to her support. (I can't believe him, I can't believe him at all!) thought Tuey as she pouted and look away.

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Lyon followed behind her as he took his arms behind his head and had that aloof bearing of his. Walking off the main road he found himself on a cliff before the dragon lady took a sit right at the edge as she looked over the infinite water that nature provided. Her face was shimmering from the dusk of orange light that the single sun gave out from the horizon.

Lyon stopped and stood behind her as the wind gently fluttered their hair. He put his hands in his pocket as he looked at her shoulder. There were mixed feelings when he saw that back.

"Lyon... Torga..."

Lyon looked up as he heard her mutters. He couldn't see her emotion from his point of view and he could only put a smile on his face.

"I can't believe it, you are actually, Lyon Torga."

(Hmm?) thought Lyon as he could feel that her eyes were glimmering with a dry smile and red nose. Lyon opened his mouth but his words stuck in his throat. No, more like there was no word that he could utter at this moment. He knew that the dragon lady knew his name a long time ago from the tone that he heard. He instantly felt guilty.

"The 'Lyon Torga'."

"I'm sorry!"

Lyon walked forward before sitting against her in reverse. His back touched hers as they looked at half of the world each. He smiled as the gentle gale fluttered their hair and the grass was dancing along. The brittle dandelion flowers were blown as they basked the two before heading toward the sea to the dragon lady's raising eyes.

"I don't remember fully how we would spend the time together at the time. We must have not exchanged names for a reason however, I couldn't remember what it was. The time will come where I will remember everything. The first life that I have spent, the first life that you knew of before, and the second that you know today."

"However, I roughly remember our first encounter," Lyon smiled.

The dragon lady opened her eyes wide in surprise as she suddenly felt cold on the rise of her goosebumps. Lyon's neck leaned on her right shoulder as he faced the sky beside her ear.

"I've noticed you got a little fang peeking out there, are you perhaps a dragon?"

Lyon whispered slowly as she heard every word clearer than the sky above. She tightened her upper lips as with a blink, tears ran down from her eyes.

"A-Are you... you're not scared, are you?"

Lyon let out a snort with a smile on his face.

"Scared? For what? But you are one weird dragon though, I mean... where are your whiskers?

Tears immediately broke out as she sprouted her magnificent silver wings opened to the sky before she jumped off the cliff and stayed in the air as she turned around. She shook her tears away as she smiled with her hands holding each other and stretched to the back. Her back slightly leaned forward, "Hey! I'm a dragon! Not a cat! Hmph!"

Lyon stood up before he walked to the edge of the cliff and smiled against her.

"Wow, you really have beautiful eyes there!"

(You're saying the dialogue backward, you stupid, you stupid swordsman) thought the dragon lady with a smile before she replied.

"What? Really? Do you mean it??"

Lyon crossed his arms and acted like he was contemplating before he nodded repeatedly.

"Yup yup, like a slash of a sword that cuts through jade."

Despite the fluttering heart that she felt right now, her quivering lips still played her role.

"W-well is that a good thing?"

"Of course it is."

Lyon stretched his lips as he grinned against her. It was probably the biggest grin he had ever did in his current life. He stretched his arm before pointing himself with his thumb.

"My name is Lyon Torga, I'm a wandering swordsman before but as you know, now I am nothing but a young traveler with an incomplete memory."

The dragon lady was a bit surprised as she watched how he act. Before the impulse to chuckle was uncontainable. The way he acts reminded her of the first time she met him, aloof and shameless. However, was shameless a bad thing? Without a certain degree of shamelessness, he wouldn't have met her on that island.

She too pointed out herself with her thumb before she said, "My name is Fione Lumina, I'm a solitude princess before but as you now know, I'm nothing but a mature dragon who somehow got older than a certain wandering swordsman."

Both of them chuckled at each other before Fione suddenly lost her balance before she fell.

"Ack!" Lyon exclaimed before he immediately leaped from the huge cliff without thinking about the consequences. He felt the certain heaviness that he didn't ever experience in other worlds before but his eyes were focusing on reaching that hand that reached out to him.

"I got you!" shouted Lyon as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

His eyes immediately opened wide as he felt moist on his lips against her who closed her eyes. The two figures proceed down as they succumb to gravity... and lust.