"…Are you asking me to grab your horn?"

I asked, taken aback. From my previous experience when I went after the Elder Lich, I knew how sensitive a dragon’s horn was.

The Headmistress nodded, her eyes filled with embarrassment.

"That's right. No matter how much I think about it, I can't trust myself to resist my desires, so it's better if you drain my power. The horn of a dragon is both their pride and their weakness… but I'm willing to let you hold it."

"If it's such a weak spot that grabbing it drains all your strength, shouldn’t you be hiding it instead of exposing it?"

There was no reason to openly reveal such a ridiculously sensitive weak point if simply grabbing it could drain all your strength. She could easily conceal it if she wanted, just like she hides her tail or scales.

Leaving it out like that would just make her an easy target.@@novelbin@@

"My dear, didn't I tell you? For a dragon, hiding their horn is even more shameful than walking around naked for a human."

Even as she spoke, the Headmistress couldn't completely hide her embarrassment and used the back of her hand to cover one eye. Her cheeks, now as red as tomatoes, were visible beneath her hand.

Though I didn’t fully understand, I decided to just accept it. Different species have their own customs. After all, even Nika views clothing and exposure entirely differently from humans.

I looked at the pair of horns that rose from amidst her black hair. They had a rough, bumpy surface that looked like they would prick my palm if I grabbed them.

"Moreover, normally, the dragon heart protects it directly, so unless you have the strength to pierce the dragon heart, it doesn’t even function as a weak point. It only becomes a weakness when I voluntarily release its protection…"

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