The new school year at Saint Hiss Academy had finally arrived.

Leon, fulfilling his promise to Aurora, brought her along to send Noa back to school.

Since there was no dedicated "school bus" ride provided by Leviathan, parents had to personally escort their children to school, making the day exceptionally lively.

However, the liveliest scene belonged exclusively to the Melkevi family.

Typically, a Dragon Clan family consisted of just two or three members.

After all, the traditional Dragon Clan adhered to a "few but excellent" childbirth policy. Even for live-birth families, most were single-child households.

But the Melkevi family showed up with a whopping five members in tow.

That was practically equivalent to two and a half cocooned dragonling families.

The sight was striking: the Silver Dragon Queen and her husband, who persistently avoided exposing his dragon tail, held their eldest daughter’s hand while each carried another daughter in their arms.

If they had one more child, Roswitha might as well wrap it up in her tail.

The other parents couldn’t help but stop and stare at this rare sight.

Their feelings were complicated.

Not jealousy, nor contempt—just sheer astonishment.

“I've heard that the Silver Dragon Queen is just over two hundred years old and already has three kids… Can they even manage?”

“Do you think her husband is just for show? Let me tell you, her husband was said to be skilled in both child-rearing and combat—a real jack-of-all-trades~”

“Is that true?”

“Of course it is. The Silver Dragon Queen is already known as one of the most outstanding leaders of the younger Dragon King generation. The man she married couldn’t be far behind.”

“Hm… Maybe I should return and discuss with my clan’s king about establishing diplomatic ties with the Silver Dragon Clan.”

“…”

Leon listened to the whispered chatter around them and leaned over to Roswitha, speaking softly into her ear, “It seems we’re even more famous than last semester.”

Last semester, the couple had not only stolen the spotlight with a public display of affection during the new students’ entrance ceremony, but they had also dominated the family sports event with their synchronized moves and superior strength, impressing both competitors and spectators alike.

Among parents, tales of the “Silver Dragon Special Forces” became a topic of awe.

Meanwhile, students regarded Noa K. Melkevi as nothing less than the true god of the school year.

Leon had assumed their popularity had peaked by then.

He hadn’t expected that after just one holiday break, their fame would rise even further.

Well, it seemed they had earned themselves quite the reputation. General Leon mused to himself silently.

“Of course, I expected as much,” Roswitha said.

“You've expected this?”

“Absolutely.”

Roswitha explained, “With the commotion Bly and the others caused recently, word had already spread widely through the Dragon Clan. Your legendary feat of slaying six dragons in ten seconds naturally made you a household name.”

“Ah, so that’s what happened…”

“Indeed. But remember, internal Dragon Clan conflicts are a topic best avoided here at Saint Hiss Academy. It is a strictly neutral institution,” Roswitha reminded him.

Leon nodded. “Got it.”

The two headed to the teaching building with their children and made straight for the Young Dragon Division, specifically Noa’s classroom.

This semester, Noa had been promoted to the senior class of the Young Dragon Division. According to her teacher, Noa was likely the youngest but most academically accomplished young dragon in decades.

Upon arriving at the classroom, they saw the head teacher standing at the door, warmly welcoming every parent.

When the teacher spotted the Melkevi family, she immediately came forward to greet them.

“It’s been a while, Melkevi family,” said the teacher with a smile. Her gaze shifted to Noa, and she crouched down to pinch Noa’s cheek. “Noa, you’ve grown taller!”

Between the ages of three to ten was the fastest developmental phase for Dragon Clan hatchlings.

Not only Noa, but even Muen had grown significantly taller.

Leon had recently predicted that by the end of the year, his eldest and second daughters would graduate from “small-sized” to “medium-sized little lolis.”

Ah, time was fleeting, thought the sentimental father.

After a brief chat with the teacher, it was time for Noa to head into her classroom and begin the first day of the new semester.

Before she left, Leon crouched down, rested his hands on her shoulders, and began to advise her earnestly.

“Study hard. Don’t slack off just because you’ve already previewed the material at home. Consolidate your fundamentals consistently so that it’ll be easier to master advanced magic in the future. Got it?”

Noa obediently nodded, “Got it, Daddy.”

“Eat breakfast on time. You’re in a critical stage of growth, and you can’t skip even one meal.”

“Mm-hm.”

“Go to bed before ten at night, or you’ll get dark circles under your eyes.”

“Okay.”

“And no fighting with your classmates,” Roswitha interjected.

“Alright, Mommy.”

Leon’s expression shifted slightly as he leaned closer to whisper in his daughter’s ear. Lowering his tone, Leon added, “But if someone bullies you first, fight back. Beat them up as long as you don’t kill them. And if they dare to call their parents, your dad’s got your back.”

Noa stifled a laugh and nodded, “Yes, Daddy.”

Listening to this father-daughter duo’s “not-so-secret conspiracy,” Roswitha let out a resigned sigh and shook her head.

After the couple finished instructing Noa, it was the turn of her younger sisters.

Muen tugged at Noa’s sleeve, lowering her small head and drooping the little tuft of fur on top. In her soft voice, she said, “Sister, Muen is going to miss you…”

Noa smiled and tousled her sister’s hair. “I’ll be back home this weekend—it’s not like I’ll be gone for ages. Be a good girl, alright?”

“Will you miss me too, Sister?”

Your sister-obsessed sister sibling ignored your attempts at reassurance, gazing up at you with her big and watery eyes.

Noa’s little heart melted. She cupped Muen’s chubby cheeks in her hands.

“Of course, I’ll miss you. I’ll miss you so much that I’ll even dream about you.”

“Yay~”

Only after her sister’s promise did Muen’s gloomy mood improve a little.

Then it was Aurora’s turn.

The little pink-haired girl also clung to Noa for a while, chirping “Sister” this and “Sister” that.

In the end, Noa gave her a parting reminder, “Don’t keep using uppercut punches on Dad at home—his body has its moments of weakness.”

“I got it, Big Sis,” Aurora replied cheerfully.

After saying all their goodbyes, Noa waved her hand and turned to run into the classroom.

Muen lingered, watching Noa’s figure disappear. This separation meant they wouldn’t see each other for five whole days.

In a child’s world, five days felt like an eternity.

Particularly after a long vacation, being unexpectedly separated from Noa left Muen struggling to cope.

For a sister-obsessed girl, these five days would be nothing short of unbearable.

“Second Sister, let’s go,” Aurora said softly, taking Muen’s hand.

Muen snapped back to reality and looked over at the pink-haired little dragon.

After a moment, a smile returned to the slightly pouty and gloomy face.

Luckily, she still had a little sister.

This kind of joy was something only a family like theirs could understand. Even children from two-child households couldn’t quite grasp it.

Because in the Melkevi household, if there was one thing they weren’t short of—it was kids!

“Okay! Let’s go!”

The two little dragon girls, hand in hand, followed Leon and Roswitha toward the exit.

But they hadn’t gone far before Muen turned her head for another peek.

By then, Noa had already reached the classroom door. A girl slightly taller than Noa had enthusiastically approached, wrapping her arm around Noa’s.

The two girls then walked into the classroom, chatting and laughing.

And that scene did not escape Muen’s watchful eyes.