The dragon's harem

“Yes, I’m Isdis Lior Ruris. The sixth princess of Alseria,” Isdis smiled, resting her fists on her hips and lifting her chin.

“I see,” Arad nodded, “Well then, see you later. I still need to go to work,” He turned and was about to leave.

“Wait there!” Isdis cried, “You can’t just leave.” She can’t believe he didn’t react at all. Most people would get scared seeing a royal. But for some reason, she was the one scared standing in front of him.

“I can, I left my friends waiting to come here, and I don’t intend to waste a lot of time,” Arad replied.

“Sir Arad, could you wait for a second.” The knight captain approached Arad, “I’m the head captain of Her Highness Isdis’s guards. I wanted to thank you for doing our job.”

Arad stopped and looked at the captain. He then turned his head toward Isdis. “I saw her kill a tiger by kicking and freezing its head. Was that magic?”

“Yes, her majesty is a spellsword, albeit a novice one.” He looked at Isdis, “A fighter with an arcane sub-class,”

“Oi! Stop exposing my class!” Isdis cried, but the captain smiled.

“I see,” Arad looked back at her, “I’m a sorcerer, a red draconic bloodline.”

Everyone froze for a second. Those weren’t the moves of a sorcerer. Everyone thought he must have been a high-level fighter.

The captain looked at Arad, and something clicked in his head. ^That coal black hair, tall body, and large muscles. Even the way he stands and speaks,^

“Sir Arad, you must have trained with someone skilled.” He smiled.

“Yeah, the dragon slayer Alcott is the one teaching me swordsmanship,” Arad replied, and the captain took a step back.

“Of course, you would be strong training under an S-rank,” He sighed, ^They look really similar,^

“Wait, Alcott, is training you?” Isdis gasped, staring at Arad. “How could a sorcerer learn sword arts? Even I as a fighter find it hard to learn spells while practicing the sword.”

She and Arad were polar opposites. He’s a mage who trained with the sword. While she’s a fighter who learned magic. It was embarrassing that he was better with the sword than her.

“I said enough,” Arad turned around, “I must leave,” ZON! He disappeared without saying another word, leaving them baffled.

Isdis sighed, “He left,” she looked at the captain, “We must move. But let’s hope we can meet him again,” She tapped her side, trying to pull the map…her pocket felt lighter.

“Wait!” She opened her pocket and looked inside, “He took something!” She screamed, looking inside, but all her things were in place.

“He didn’t?” She looked down with a puzzled face.

ZON! Arad landed far away and looked at the carriage. He could see a trail of his gravity magic on Isdis. “This will allow me to track her from afar, or as long as she’s in my field of vision.”

[Gravity magic is the only one you can stick on her with dealing damage.]

Arad sighed, looking back, “Let’s go to Aella and the other, I bet they are bored waiting for me.”

***

Back on the carriage, Isdis rushed back into the carriage and pulled a magic crystal, “Let’s see where he is now,” She said with a smile but soon started sweating.

“The hell? He’s six kilometers away?” She gasped, unable to believe what she was seeing. She flipped the crystal and tied it to see what was around the necklace or hear what he was saying.

Nothing but darkness, silence, and large violent pulses of magic enough to kill a person. “Why can’t I see anything?” She cried.

The knight captain opened the door and looked at her, “He probably figured you out and hid it somewhere that you can’t track,”

“But I can know how far he is,” She looked back at the knight captain, but the crystal suddenly flashed with white light.

“Wait! I’m getting a look,” Isdis smiled, glaring at the crystal.

A large nose appeared, someone seems to be inspecting the pendant up close.

~What do you think?~ Arad’s voice came out.

~We could sell it for a few platinum coins, or rent it for a stable income~ Jack replied flipping the pendant and looking at its back.

“So those are his party members?” Isdis looked closely, “Two humans and an elf, one seems to be a paladin.”

“That means his party can’t be bad,” The captain smiled, “Adventurers usually behave close to bandits, but having a paladin means they are at least roughly good.”

“I know, I wonder if they are coming for the elves as well?” Isdis smiled, looking at the map she kept hidden in the carriage.

“We must reach the elvish border and guide their troops to clear the goblin infestation, and hopefully set the ground for peace.” Isdis smiled.

CREEK! The crystal went dark again, and after a second or two, Isdis saw Arad’s location rise up several kilometers into the sky, moving at mind-boggling speed.

“Just what is he?” Isdis scratched her head.

“If he trained with Alcott, I suspect one of his friends trained with Merlin or Ginger. Those two are exceptional mages.” The head guard looked at the crystal, “Storage magic and flight magic.”

“If we considered his strength, the other party members should be at his level.” Isdis sighed, sitting on her chair and throwing the orb back on the seat.

Thud! The knight captain jumped out, looking at the sky.

“Sir!” One of the knights came rushing, “We were resting, but just noticed that the big tiger corpse had disappeared.

“What? It was behind the trees!” He rushed, out to look, but only found the blood stains,”

^It didn’t disappear due to the magic fading, because the blood would have disappeared as well. Someone took the corpse away,^ Arad’s image came into his vision, ^Don’t tell me, he carried that thing away?^ He started sweating.

The head guard turned toward the carriage and rushed to Isdis, “Please be careful with that thing. Destroy the link if you felt they got suspicious even a bit.” He growled.

“Why?” She looked at him.

“That man, Arad Orion. He carried the ember fang tiger with him.” He said, and Isdis instantly understood what he mean. That thing weighed over 500kg, and Arad moved four kilometers in a few seconds with it. ．

“Forget A-rank, isn’t he close to S-rank at this stage?” Isdis gasped.

“His face and body structure reminded me of Alcott when he was young, I suspect he isn’t just training under him.” The head knight growled.

“Are you saying Alcott had a son all this time and we didn’t know? His mother can’t be Ginger, could it?” Isdis looked at the crystal, “She’s a vampire, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, we’ve ignored her since she’s with one of the S-ranks. But that man could be a Dhampir.” The head knight growled, “And he’s with a paladin…”