The dragon's harem

?”ZulFurNar?” Eris stared at the drakaina, “EurFurNar, ring a bell?” She looked at her.

“You know my father? I hope that bastard is dead.” Zul growled.

“Not me, my father knew of him.” She started preparing holy magic. “They had a territorial struggle at one point. Your father lost and ran away but not before giving father a nasty scar, he was a really powerful acid dragon.”

“Guess I look like a disappointment. Sickly and weak.”

“All dragons are powerful, only fools underestimate them.” Eris approached Zul and started healing her.

“Something is off about her.” Eris turned toward Arad.

“Something is blocking the mana circuit right beside her heart. There should be an organ akin to a mana pump there, but it’s clogged badly.” Arad nodded.

“Less of a clogged and more like inflamed. It’s almost tripled in size and is even putting pressure on her heart and lungs.” She looked at Zul, “Sorry to say this, but if it kept growing, eventually you won’t be able to cast magic, then your heart won’t be able to beat and you’ll die.”

“I pulled this out when she was unconscious.” Arad pulled a fist-sized chunk of flesh out of his stomach.

“When did you do that?!” Zul gasped.

“When you were unconscious. It’s like a stab to the chest, not a big deal for dragons.” He pulled an empty barrel of healing potions. “This was enough to fix you up.”

“That’s several hundred gold coins worth.” Aella gasped. Usually, a potion holds about 0.3L of liquid. A barrel holds 100L. Even with bulk prices, that’s around 200 gold coins. If Arad wanted to bottle that up, he’d spend around 30 gold coins in glass bottles and then have a profit of around 70 gold coins if sold.

“I don’t think it’s worth that much.” Arad shook his head, “I filled this with my experiments on healing potions.” Like a game character, he was trying to train for alchemy by making a boatload of potions.

The drakaina stared at her hoard. She has a bit over 50K in gold coins and a fair amount of jewels scrolls, magic items, and old relics from ancient civilizations. Her hoard in total might be worth over 200K in gold. She was indeed sleeping on a bed of gold and jewels.

“I’ll pay for it.” She sighed.

“Hold up.” Arad lifted his paw, staring at her. “You’re sick and don’t have a way to refill your hoard. Keep the money, you might need it.”

“Dragons don’t take charity.”

“Then how about not being hostile when you heal up? A friend of mine already dealt with the local thugs, I’d like this place to be safe for my wives and family. I even have a red wyrmling that I might send to study.” Arad looked at her. “Of course, you’re also welcome on my land.”

“And what if I refused?”

“I’ll start acting like a dragon, and you won’t like it.” Arad glared at her with glowing purple eyes.

“Arad.” Eris stared at him, “I think it might be a good idea to have Lydia look at her. I don’t know about Sara, but she’s also better than me in healing magic.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” He closed his eyes, and a clone of him appeared, sending a shiver down Zul’s spine. “Another one!?” She gasped.

The second Arad shrunk into a humanoid shape of a pink hair tall elf woman.

“Master!” Betty gasped.

“This is a temporary form.” Doma patted Betty’s head. “I’m using Gemini and Virgo at the same time.” She looked at Arad. “I’ll bring her at once.”

ZON! Doma disappeared. Betty could’ve brought Lydia, but she needed to cast a 7-tier spell, while Doma could use Arad’s [Void Step]

****

Thud! Doma landed inside the girl’s dorm hallway, she looked around, “This place is filled with negative emotions, depression, longing for home, fear, and anxiety…Humanoids are unable to live alone or away from home.” She approached the door in front of her and knocked on it.

“Lydia, it’s me.”

Lydia opened the door, sleepy. “What is it? I was taking a nap.”

Doma touched Lydia’s forehead with her finger, “Here you go.” Lydia’s sleepiness disappeared and she felt refreshed. “You still need to sleep later.”

“Thank you. What do you need?” Lydia smiled.

“The local drakaina is sick, Eris suggested that you should give her a look.”

“If that’s the case then the local ecosystem balance hangs on the line. I’ll change up quickly.” She walked back in, changed, and then teleported back to Zul’s lair with Doma.

“Lydia,” Eris rushed toward her to explain what she found.

“I’ll go bring Sara.” She disappeared.

****

Doma landed in front of a strange door… “What’s this place?” She looked around, she was standing in the middle of Alina facing a local bath.

^She’s inside? Yeah, I can sense her.^ Doma walked into the bath and saw a tall woman who looked in her early forties with long black hair, glowing green eyes, long ruby nails, and several transparent tattoos covering her whole body. ^Heeeee, a witch owns this place…probably to gather hair or something for witchcraft.^

“Excuse me, did a young woman in her early twenties by the name of Sara come here? I’d like to have a word with her.” She said, staring at the bath owner.

“It’s bad manner not to introduce yourself first.” She stared back at her with a grin, “The name Sofia. It’s rare to see a fellow witch.”

“For several reasons, I don’t have time. Can you please call her? And saying my name could cause some problems, can we please skip that?” She stared at her, worried she was going to recognize her and start a fight.

“I don’t blame you, most witches would start a fight the moment they know your name, Miss Doma.” Sofia waved a finger, “I called the girl you asked for. But I informed her of your identity first.”

CREEK! The women’s bath door soon opened up, and Sara and Sena walked out of it. “GUH!” Sena gasped. “What are you doing here?”

“We need Sara’s help.” Doma approached Sara, “Someone needs healing, let’s go.” Sara had already changed so they teleported immediately. As Sena was left alone, she approached the bath owner, “Mom, why didn’t you kick her out?”

“A sick child needs help. Even if they don’t respect or pray, I’ll still give them a chance.” She replied with a smile.

“How come is that out of everyone, you’re the lenient one?” Sena sighed.

“How come you aren’t helping?” She looked back at her with a grin.

****

Sara arrived with Doma in Zul’s lair and started inspecting her with Lydia. It only took them a quarter of an hour to finish. “Since we’re not experts on dragons, this could be wrong. But that thing beside her heart should be an organ responsible for her magic powers, the overgrowth on it has the same structure as her own flesh but twisted, healing magic can’t fix it. It has to be taken out.” Lydia said.

“We mean that literally. Holy magic can’t heal that thing as it’s a part of her body that…rebelling?” Sara tried to explain, looking between Arad and Zul.

“A body is like a colony of millions of small living things, they usually work in harmony,” Sara said and Lydia continued. “Sometimes, some of those living beings decide they don’t want to work for the colony and start hogging everything for themselves, which breaks the function of the body.”

Sara then looked at them. “As they have the same…well, nationality as the rest of the colony, they can’t be healed out. Healing magic restores a body to a normal state by putting all the small living things into their original place.”

“So, you’ll be just healing the growth?” Arad looked at Zul.

“You heard them.” Eris said, “The only option we have is to take it out. Everything, to the last bit.”

“If we left even a small amount, healing magic would fix the growth. I suggest that we cut half the organ. Or take it whole and only leave a small part for the healing magic to work from.” Lydia looked at Arad, “But…I’m not confident in my skill with dragons, we should find a dragon healer to do the job.”

“I can ask some metallic dragons…” Arad looked at Zul, “That won’t work, would it?”

“What should we do?” Aella stared at him.

“Forget it. I knew it can’t be healed.” Zul shook her head.

“Master, can’t you do anything about it?” Betty stared at Arad.

“[I can kill and turn her into a dracolich, she won’t need to worry about it then. The ritual would take some preparation, but I can do it.]”

Zul gasped, “You know how to make dracoliches?” She stared at Arad with a flabbergasted face.

Doma smiled the mouth on Arad’s face giggling, “[Of course, I won’t be the queen of curses if I can’t curse a dragon into the undeath. I’m a master necromancer, as it’s a forbidden art.” Arad’s arm moved on its own and pointed a claw at one of the hydra’s corpses, the female one.

“[Awaken! My slave!]”

The corpse started wiggling and moving, standing up and engulfed in an aura of necrotic magic. “Mi-Mistress…Doo-

Dooomaaa.” The female hydra bowed.

“[But as you can see…]”

The hydra disintegrated into ash, “Without preparation, powerful creatures run out of energy and disintegrate almost immediately. Dragons explode a wave of necrotic magic.”

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