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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Volume 8, Chapter 61: An Omen
Volume 8, Chapter 61: An Omen
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Orion had just said that she wanted to help Hefei, to become someone who could give her love and growth—a mother. She said there were two reasons.First, because she felt it was something meaningful for Hefei—an act of giving her the family affection she lacked and giving herself a beautiful emotional experience along the way.
Second, because her teacher, Cloti Pyx, had written such a hope for her in her diary.
But at a glance, Rosvisser could see very clearly that there was a third reason.
Just by looking at the way the girl lowered her head, flustered and uneasy...
Rosvisser could tell immediately.
Orion would never dare to admit it in front of the Silver Dragon Queen, but she was the queen of acting tough, the highest mountain and longest river of stubborn pride.
None of her little thoughts could escape Rosvisser’s eyes.
However...
Rosvisser stopped at the appropriate line and did not continue questioning.
Just as she had said earlier...
When it comes to feelings, it’s best for outsiders not to interfere too much.
Rosvisser slowly rose from the bench and naturally shifted the topic.
“Then let’s say I was just speaking nonsense. It’s getting late. Let’s head back.”
The warmth on Orion’s face gradually faded. She returned to her usual calm expression.
“Alright, Lady Rosvisser.”
They called Leon and Hefei, and the group started walking back toward the reception hall.
On the way, Orion still held Hefei’s hand, and Constantine quietly followed at her side. Meanwhile, the married couple deliberately fell behind, keeping some distance, watching them in silence.
Hefei seemed to feel that holding only Orion’s hand wasn’t enough—so she turned and waved at her father, signaling she wanted to hold his hand too.
Constantine tried to decline politely, but his daughter insisted. Orion and Hefei each held out a hand, and Constantine could only step forward obediently.
So the three walked together: Hefei in the middle. The sunset stretched their shadows long across the street.
Leon watched the scene quietly—a rare warmth for Constantine—and let out a soft sigh.
“How familiar... We’ve walked like that with our daughters many times.”
Then he looked at his wife.
“So, do you still think Constantine and that Orion have absolutely nothing going on?”
The queen lifted her chin, propping her hand beneath it, brows slightly knit.
“There is... something unclear. But I can’t understand it.”
“What don’t you understand?”
“Does love at first sight really exist?”
“Aren’t we love at first sight?”
Rosvisser froze, blinked.
“When exactly did we fall in love at first sight? The first time you saw me you were half-dead.”
“That’s true, but what was the first thing you said to me after seeing me, hmm? Ahem...”
Leon exaggerated his tone, imitating her back then:
“‘I did just save your life, you know~~’”
“That was sarcasm.”
“Sarcasm delivered while looking handsome? Dragon cultural heritage sure is profound...”
Leon grinned.
“Then you can sarcastically compliment me every day?”
“Don’t be stupid.”
Rosvisser flicked her tail and slapped him across the backside, then let out a short laugh.
“But if we ignore positions and circumstances from back then... my first impression of you was not bad.”
“So you’re a face-snob.”
“I am.”
“And I’m handsome.”
“...”
Rosvisser realized that if she didn’t just say it once, this idiot would keep going.
So the queen sighed helplessly, turned, and looked at Leon with a smile overflowing with affection.
“You’re handsome. You’re very handsome, dear~ I fell in love with you the moment I saw you~”
Then immediately cold-faced:
“Are you satisfied?”
Leon was very satisfied.
“Satisfied, satisfied. If you say something like that every day, our ancestors will have enough descendants to form a new clan by themselves.”
“Go away. No dignity at all.”
Men’s psychology really is children’s psychology, Rosvisser thought. Too easy to coax.
They returned to the reception hall.
As the evening progressed, more dragons arrived—figures of considerable status.
Teresa, taking advantage of the couple’s short walk, had aggressively hugged little Muse so much she was nearly “dragon-drunk.” After handing Muse back to Leon, she went back to duty with Orion.
Around 8 p.m., the City Lord of the Blazing Sun Clan entered the hall. After brief introductions, he began announcing the schedule for tomorrow’s solar eclipse viewing.
He thanked everyone for coming, explained that viewing would be held at noon at the observation platform, then invited everyone to dinner and rest.
Guests departed.
Leon picked up Muse.
“Let’s go home~”
Rosvisser nodded.
“Mhm.”
They walked through the nighttime streets of the Blazing Sun City.
“Have you seen a solar eclipse before?” Leon asked casually.
“Yes. It happens every nineteen years. I’m over two hundred. Of course I’ve seen it.”
She glanced sideways.
“You?”
Leon shook his head.
“No. Tomorrow will be my first time. I’m looking forward to it.”
Rosvisser smiled.
“Your first time, hm? Then it will certainly be unforgettable for you and Muse.”
“Let’s hope so.”
...
The Next Day — Noon
At the observation platform, just before noon, nearly all dragon guests had gathered. The plaza below was packed with Blazing Sun Clan citizens.
Morgan crossed his arms, grumbling:
“So this platform is impressive, but where are the stairs? Don’t tell me we’re supposed to fly up?”
Claudia murmured, “Having guests fly up... is poor hospitality.”
“I’m guessing they prepared something special,” someone said.
The current City Lord checked the time, then looked to the former City Lord.
The old lord stepped forward with Teresa’s support. Conversations ceased.
“Thank you all for coming. I’ll make it brief. You are wondering why this platform has no steps or stairs. I heard the Goldsand King asking whether we would make you fly. Of course not. You came from afar. I would not slight you.”
He motioned to Orion. She stepped forward and handed him a cane—plain, except for a purple gem set at its top.
Leon narrowed his eyes.
The old lord tapped the cane lightly against the ground.
A surge of violet radiance spread outward—walls of energy rose, enclosing everyone...
And in the next instant...
They were on the platform.
The energy dissolved. Cold wind swept past.
Leon whispered, “He actually managed to teleport this many people at once.”
“Former city lord,” Rosvisser murmured. “One does not hold authority this long without ability.”
Morgan clapped the Space Tower Master on the shoulder.
“See? He doesn’t need any teleportation crystals.”
The Tower Master said nothing.
“Whoa! Amazing space magic!” Hefei exclaimed. “Orion, Grandpa City Lord is so strong—how long did he train?”
Orion’s eyes trembled. She forced a smile.
“...Yes. He’s very strong.”
After brief remarks, the City Lord invited everyone to prepare their viewing glasses.
Leon helped Muse put on her tiny pair.
“Hold it properly, little one.”
Muse curled into his arms to see better.
Everyone lifted their gaze.
The City Lord announced:
“The eclipse will begin shortly! Please watch carefully!”
Leon watched the sun. But even after a while—nothing changed.
“Daddy, nothing is happening,” Muse said.
Leon frowned.
“Maybe it needs a moment.”
Minutes passed.
No change.
“...Did they miscalculate?” Morgan asked.
“They have tracked celestial patterns for thousands of years,” Claudia said. “They do not make such mistakes.”
Orion removed her glasses and looked to the City Lord.
“City Lord. How much longer?”
He, too, looked uncertain.
“It should have begun already. Why is it still—”
“Hey! The sun is turning black! Look!”
Hefei shouted.
Everyone looked up.
Yes—the sun had changed.
But...
This was not a solar eclipse.
Dark patches were appearing across the sun’s surface—growing rapidly—spreading—swallowing the light.
In less than one minute, a quarter of the sun’s surface was black.
“What are those spots? I’ve never seen that!”
Morgan exclaimed.
“That’s not spots. Look closely. Those are not spots at all. That is the sun itself,” Orion said quietly.
Morgan stared. “How could the sun itself be black? The sun glows...”
Odin said nothing. His expression was grave.
Leon narrowed his eyes at the slowly dimming sky.
“Orion is right. That is the sun itself.”
“And the reason it appears black is because...”
“It is going out.”
