The dragon's harem

Arad looked back at the paper before him, “Magic is far more complex than anything I had ever expected. What can you four do?”

Arad knew that Mary was good with Holy magic and that curses were Echidna’s specialty. He had also heard that Plum could use some powerful plant magic, but besides basic information, he knew nothing about what they could achieve. Especially since they are in this strange world that relies on magic.

“I’m a spell sword…” Mesharra slowly turned to look at him, “But I can use weather magic, the ability to summon rain, storms, or fog. But I do have some basic illusion magic as well, like the light clones you saw before.”

“She’s powerful.” Mary looked at Mesharra, “Arthur’s lightning in kids’ play compared to what she can pull off. In the war of Noman’s Valley five years ago she summoned a massive lightning storm that wiped out a whole army.”

Echidna looked a bit sore as she turned toward Arad, “She flooded the whole swamp where my hut was, wrecked everything. And you know what hurts more? She dried the swam right after so her knights can rush in.”

“Floods and droughts are both exhausting to pull off but not as much as a full thunderstorm.” Mesharra giggled, “Most of her hut’s defenses relied on the swamp so that crippled everything she had built.”

“And you?” Arad asked Echidna who was slowly getting more irritated by Mesharra’s smug smile. Capturing her was a great achievement and Mesharra made it clear to Echidna that she was happy about her victory.

“I can use many curses, but the one I use most is the death thorn.” She waved her fingers. The shackles flickered with light and no curse came out. “I can’t show since this one here insists on keeping me shackled like a slave. Can you believe that?” She glared at Meshara.

“Because you are a slave. The only reason your head isn’t rotting beneath the ground is because he needs you.” Mesharra pointed at the shackles, “They stay on until I determine you not to be a threat.”

“How am I supposed to show him my curses with them on? Take them off.” As Echidna and Mesharra kept arguing Plum approached Arad, “Leave those tall giants alone, listen to me. I’ve got some nifty magic here for you to see.”

She landed on the wooden desk and looked at it for a few seconds, tapping it with her foot. “Knocking on wood, calling on life, my magic controls plants.”

Branches and leaves started sprouting from the desk as its legs grew longer and wider like tree stumps. Arad could sense Plum’s magic pulsing, and it felt strangely weird. “Wait, your output is flickering. How much are you holding back?”

“You can tell?” she gasped with a red face, flying to hug his chest, “We’re indeed meant for each other…” Rubbing her face on his chest, Arad immediately pulled her away from the wings.

“AH! I like it when you’re rough!” She floated all over the place and landed back on the desk, wiggling like a worm. “But, We can’t do it like this. I’m too small and delicate.” Her body inflated into that of a normal woman. Even her leaf dress grew with her in the blink of an eye.

Mary gasped and the two fighting women in the back stopped screaming at each other. “You can do that? I’ve heard about the fairies’ size magic but never seen it in person.” Mesharra looked amazed while Echidna grunted, “Seen it plenty.”

“I can also do this!” Plum deflated back into her small form but left only one of her feet at a human size. “I can change the size of specific body parts.” She returned her foot to normal size and inflated her arm, then grew back into a human size and inflated her breasts to be three times bigger to the point they almost burst out of her clothes.

She looked at Arad with a smug smile, “See? I come customizable, unlike those mundane humans. Do you like them flat? I can make mine flat.” She immediately turned into a cutting board. “I can make them bigger.” She inflated her breasts again to be at least twice as big as Mary’s breasts, which were already large.

Her chest returned to normal size and she started getting taller and shorter, “See? Height isn’t an issue.” She then became wider, and thinner, grew her thighs, and then made as think as broomsticks. Seeing her deform and control was like watching a character creation menu with all the sliders going insane, at some point she had turned into a square monstrosity with a large nose and long tube-like breasts dangling down.

Seeing Plum fooling around with her magic made Arad crack a smile. She reminded him of Zephyr, dancing half-drunk after swimming in a wine barrel. Are all fairies like this, or are those two somehow related?

“How about your plant magic? You were showing me that?” Arad said and Plum returned to her normal fairy body with a puff of smoke. She landed on the desk and all the branches growing on it disappeared for a second, appearing again in the form of a tiny chair that Plum

sat on.

“I’ll show you something amazing and scary.” She looked back at Arad and her eyes quickly shifted back to Mesharra. “And I don’t care what you think.”

Mesharra got confused, what would make what she thinks matter? Plum was going to show off her magic, it can’t be that bad, she controls plants and flowers. She could remember Plum shaking the whole mansion earlier, but that must be pushing it a bit too hard, right?

Before Plum a large rectangular frame of branches grew out of the desk and an image showed from it, a woman in her late forties cooking beside a fireplace with a kid playing in the background. The image then shifted to a man shouting in the plaza trying to sell his fruits and then to the inside of a guards’ post where the guards were drinking in secret, slacking off.

“What is this?” Mesharra gasped and Arad smiled, “Are you sharing your sense with the wood all over the city?”

Plum nodded, “Close, I’m not sharing, I always sense them.” The image started flowing backward, showing what had happened half an hour ago. A thief runs across the plaza after stealing an old man’s purse.

“As long as there are wood or plants around, I can sense everything for almost three kilometers around me and even retrieve the memories stored in that wood.” A hand grew from the wood behind the guards in the post and slapped one of them in the back of his head. The guard looked back surprised but there was no hand, it had already disappeared.

Echidna giggled, “Are you saying that everyone in a three-kilometer radius is already a hostage to your magic? You can see and hear everything they say and can even attack if you want?”

Just like Mesharra’s weather control, Plum had a massive radius and was far more discreet. What was horrifying about her magic wasn’t just the destructive power, but how she could collect information and spy on everyone undetected.

“It’s a scary magic, isn’t it?” She looked at Arad and expected him to be a bit startled about it. Most people either get angry or fearful when learning of her power, but she had a feeling that Arad might be different. Especially after that strange magic, she sensed at Echidna’s

execution.

“So it’s like a low-power and always active elemental expansion that uses plants?” Arad nodded, “It’ll be useful.”

“You aren’t scared?” Plum gasped and Mesharra cried, “Do you know how far that power of her would reach? It’s not like my weather magic that clearly shows when it’s being used. She is having it active inside the city without being noticed.”

“She is holding everyone under the knife while fooling around.” Echidna looked at Plum with a smug face, “And you count me as dangerous? She could’ve killed everyone if she wanted at

any time.”

“I’m certain Plum won’t use that magic for evil.” Mary looked at Arad and her eyes quickly shifted toward Plum. “You won’t, right?”

Arad giggled, “What are you scared of? In my world, it’s common among powerful people to have such powerful magic.” He lifted his hands and put them together. Everyone froze in their places, sending a sharp pain spreading across their chests and even Plum felt her plant mage growing weaker and weaker. “I’m limited now, but asserting control over an area isn’t that hard once you manage to get it right once. We call those elemental expansions.”

“I bet Plum’s magic would grow weaker if it clashed with your weather magic or her curses.” He leaned back, “One of my wives can summon a hundred-meter-wide purple sun that roars with plasma and divine magic with her expansion. My expansion reaches forty kilometers in every direction and has enough power to more than burn a few cities down in the blink of an eye.” He patted Plum’s head, “My world has size, your world has precision. That seems to be the reason I was sent here without my power.”