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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Volume 8, Chapter 73: Two Paths
Volume 8, Chapter 73: Two Paths
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“That matter... If you hadn’t mentioned it, I really would have forgotten,” Constantine said.Perhaps, across Constantine’s long life, the vote on whether to shelter the war refugees was not something he ever considered worth remembering.
He had said that he did not believe he possessed anything like the qualities Wu spoke of—just as Wu did not believe he himself was worthy of the Golden Helm.
Only after Constantine had endured so many years of war and change, and looked back upon his earlier life, could he come to this conclusion. Wu’s judgment, by contrast, had been far more decisive.
But in Leon’s view, although Constantine’s sense of fortitude, compassion, and love might not be perfect—he was certainly not the “ignoble” person he believed himself to be.
Only in true desperation do people reveal who they are. This was a truth Leon had learned through years of blood and fire.
“In short—stop underestimating yourself, Flame Dragon,” Leon said.
Constantine nodded silently.
“Oh, right—there’s one more thing I need to discuss with you.”
Leon continued:
“If my wife and I go to Blazing Sun City to investigate what really happened with Cloti, then we won’t be able to keep contacting her adopted daughter, Orion. Orion is trustworthy—she is not like the rest of the Blazing Sun Clan. So we should tell her about the Golden Helm and how it relates to your Red Flame Dragon Clan.”
Constantine did not answer immediately. He looked toward Rosvisser.
She stood quietly, holding a ceramic cup in both hands.
“Besides,” Rosvisser added, “this matter concerns her mother’s past. As her adopted daughter, Orion has the right to know what truly happened.”
Rosvisser’s eyes flickered slightly, as if recalling something.
“Before the observation ceremony, Orion spoke with me privately for a long time. She genuinely wanted to be there for Hefei, to give her the care of an older woman. She is not a selfish girl. She considers the greater picture. She would not allow the matter of the Golden Helm to strain our relationship.”
After hearing their reasoning, Constantine eventually nodded.
“All right. I hope Orion can help you recover useful information.”
He stood, turning his gaze toward the window.
The sky was dim and heavy—deathly still.
The sun was fading much faster than they had expected.
Time was running out.
“Then we’ll head to the Blazing Sun Clan now,” Leon said. “You, when you return home—wait for your brother.”
“Mm.”
“And since we have no reliable long-distance communication—whatever results we find, whatever direction events take—”
Leon spoke slowly:
“—in the end, we’ll meet you in the Red Flame Dragon Clan. My wife already sent message-dragons ahead to Isha, Valendna, and the other Dragon Kings.”
The fate of the sun concerned the entire continent of Samael. Leon needed to gather every available power.
And the key to everything—the Golden Helm—was currently in the Red Flame Dragon Clan.
With no real-time communication and no way to rapidly share intelligence, using the Red Flame Dragon Clan as the final rendezvous point was the safest strategy.
And Leon had the influence to make everyone come.
Constantine agreed.
“No problem. I’ll wait in the Red Flame Dragon Clan.”
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On the way to Blazing Sun City, Rosvisser appeared distracted.
More than once, she drifted out of conversation mid-sentence.
So Leon eventually paused the serious discussion and instead asked:
“You seem troubled, wife.”
“Huh? Do I...?”
She hesitated, then smiled a little awkwardly.
“You really haven’t figured it out?”
“We’ve been married fourteen years,” Leon replied. “You flick your tail once and I know exactly what you’re thinking. And you think I can’t see it now?”
He sat cross-legged on the silver dragon’s back.
“Go on—what’s on your mind?”
Rosvisser fell silent for a moment, then spoke softly:
“I was thinking... If the sun is going to go out, even if no one announces it, everyone will see. Before we left, the young ones in the Red Flame Dragon Clan were already frightened. Rumors are spreading. Many families are struggling to calm their children. And yet, at a time like this, we, as parents, are not there with our daughters. Isn’t that too unfair to them? Will they think their mother and father don’t care?”
Her worry was reasonable.
This crisis was unlike any before. It was a world-ending calamity. Its dread was more direct than the Void Realm or Atos. Children, whose hearts were still unformed—a thunderstorm was enough to make them hide in their parents’ arms. And now the sun itself was dying.
Even though they had spoken to their daughters before leaving, Rosvisser still felt it was not enough.
Not nearly enough.
And she had no way to balance her duty with her love.
This had always been the problem of the Melkvey family...
Mother and father were too powerful. Whenever the world needed saving, their children were left behind.
Leon had also thought about this.
So now, hearing her confusion, he answered gently, smiling:
“I’ve always told Noa: If you have the ability to do something, then do it—so you don’t regret it later. Noa has lived by those words. And as her father, I have too. We are not trying to be perfect parents—we are trying to be parents who do not betray our children’s trust. So I believe Noa and the others will understand us, wife.”
Rosvisser knew he was right. Their daughters were not thoughtless children.
But she couldn’t stop worrying—not as a mother.
“Mm... Even so, what I fear most is their safety,” she said quietly.
“Every time we leave home, I worry that something will happen to them while we’re away. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
Leon gently patted the silver dragon’s scales.
“Don’t tense yourself so much, wife. Anna is home. Sherry is home. And your ancestor watches over the household. The children will be safe.”
Then he blinked, as if remembering something.
“And—do you remember the joint trial with the Blazing Sun Clan?”
Rosvisser nodded. “Yes. Why?”
“At that time, we saw Noa preparing to use some kind of ‘trump card,’ though she never actually used it.”
Leon smiled, pride warming his expression.
“But what’s certain is this—she has her own blade now. She can protect herself—and her sisters. Trust Noa. She is not a child anymore.”
