The dragon's harem

Gamond walked to the balcony and lifted the spear, swinging her arm back with a large smile on her face. The muscles on her arms and legs expanded as she got ready to throw it, and with a powerful swing, she sent it flying across the sky.

Arad lay on his bed, reading his book. He was told that a carriage would take a bit more time to be ready so he’s spending his time learning about the world’s geography and cities. It appears that maps are considered military secrets and getting them is nearly impossible for anyone who isn’t a high-ranking official.

Luckily, he got that high-ranking official sitting right now inside his room, sharpening her sword. If Mesharra wasn’t with him he couldn’t have gotten this book without needing to steal it, or at least appease that woman working in the vault.

But what shocked Arad more was how everyone reacted to Mesharra showing up, especially women, they swarmed her like flies. She was some sort of idol to them, a symbol of power and dominance. While most of them dreamt of traveling the world and exploring exotic locations, they feared the dangers of bandits and monsters on the road. Mesharra was the one living their fantasy, powerful enough to travel the world, and with her rank of an inquisitor, she was able to go into places that even the bravest of hunters feared.

“Arad…” Mary walked into the room with a silver platter filled with sweets and tea, “I brought you something to eat.”

Arad sat up, “Thank…” He froze, sensing something strange in the air. His eyes jolted toward the ceiling and his hips rocked back as fast as they could. The ceiling cracked as a projectile flew in, barely missing Arad’s jewels by a hair strand.

Mary dropped the platter and fell on her butt, terrified. “What was that!”

“An attack?!” Echidna who was fast asleep bolted back up, conjuring a cursed chair from her feet. She immediately dismissed it, realizing that Mesharra had spotted her.

Mesharra silently held her sword up, awaiting a second attack, but it didn’t come. After confirming they were somewhat safe, her gaze shifted toward Echidna. “Aren’t you chained up with anti-magic chains? How could you cast that curse earlier?”

“What are you talking about?” Echidna pretended she didn’t know better, shaking her head around and looking for this curse that Mesharra talked about.

Arad crawled away from the spear wedged on the bed between his legs and took a deep breath, that was a close hit. If he hadn’t sensed a faint shift in magic around him and trusted his guts, The would’ve been in so much pain.

“Did it hit you?!” Mary rushed to heal him but he quickly waved her away, he didn’t get injured.

The two approached the spear and looked at it, noticing that something was engraved on its side. A letter from whoever threw this thing, and Arad had a hunch who it might be even though he still hadn’t read a single word.

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Dear future husband, I write on this spear of ice to inform you of your imminent submission. For I do not know defeat, and I would love it if you’d prove me wrong. It’ll mean this world isn’t as tasteless as frozen food and that my search for something fresh has finally ended.

If you’re wondering where I aimed this spear, it’s merely so I can test how fast you can move it. That’s important to me. And about you being married, don’t worry, I’ll take care of them. They are like seasoning the more the better, as long as they get along together.

Note: If you’re worried about me being an infertile greatwyrm, I already solved that. I assure you that I’m more fertile than my daughter, I’ll bring her as well if you want to test that.

See you at Yog’s tower. Your future wife, Gamond.

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Arad and Mary looked at the letter with baffled faces, and he sighed, “Why do they always have to be like this?” He sat on the ground, remembering Lunara. “I just want to live in peace.”

“I don’t get it.” Mary looked at the letter once more, “Is this a challenge or something else?”

Arad wanted to explain it to her but he already had his mind full trying to think this through. She threw the spear all the way here from the other side of the world, she isn’t someone he can hope to defeat.

This letter was a simple invitation to a traditional draconic marriage, a domination fight. Which was all and fine, Arad wouldn’t mind if dragons proposed to him like this, but

something about this letter rubbed him the wrong way.

She’s waiting at Yog’s tower, meaning that he has to approach her and be the one proposing. Which he can’t do since he’s already married, she should be the one coming to face him. But now he has to go to Yog’s tower to get out of this world.

Yog had played everything and is now trying to force him into proposing to Gamond. Considering Yog’s sick mentality he’s certain she had placed multiple cards in Gamond’s hand to assure her victory. Gamond being able to throw the spear around the world is the proof. The first part of the letter talked about how she wanted to make him submit and that it would be extremely unlikely for her to lose. She knew that Yog gave her the advantage and would use it to the fullest. She doesn’t expect an easy win but is certain she won’t be the loser. The second part seems weird. The part of her aiming the spear right at his family jewels seems a bit strange as if written by someone else. Which Arad suspects to be the clown giggling inside his head. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

In that second part, she also alluded to his wives, her words didn’t seem like a threat but might as well be considered as such. She knows of his wives, and she wants him. If he were to lose, the best case for his wives is her keeping them around as her slaves. He doubts a dragon would look at humans with an equal eye, especially someone of her power.

She had compared them to spices, but Arad still thought she was a far stronger one that would overpower everything else in the pot. It doesn’t matter if she wants to get along with his wives or not, just by her existing they’ll get pushed away.

The note was a scary one to read even for Arad. She is a great wyrm and with her power, he wouldn’t expect anything less. But what did she mean by being fertile? Great wyrms are infertile, there is no doubt about that. This means she was infertile at some point and then found a solution to become fertile again.

The great wyrm is the second to last stage in a dragon’s life, and it’s the stage where they are the strongest. Dragons keep growing stronger throughout their whole life just by existing, but that would stop at the end of their great wyrm stage as after it comes the twilight, the last stage in a dragon’s life.

The twilight is an extremely short stage in which the dragon experiences rapid aging and dwindling strength in the few months before their natural death. It’s like seeing a human age the last 40 years of his life in less than an hour after living for 70 years as a powerful 30-year- old.

To put it simply, the twilight is the dragon’s deathbed, the moment it starts they know their natural death is coming and they usually retreat to a quiet place to sleep off their last days.

But Arad had heard of a few dragons that surpassed that stage and broke through death with their sheer draconic might and arrogance. That’s the equivalent of a human telling the death reaper to go pound sand as they refuse to die. Surpassing death with sheer will.

The few examples Arad knows of are The queens of dragons, the Metallic queen, and the chromatic queen. Tiamat the goddess of chromatic dragons and Bahamut, the god of metallic

dragons.

If Gamond had surpassed her twilight and found a new power behind it then Arad was about to face an unstoppable force that he would usually avoid like the plague. Thinking about the monster sitting her eyes on him he could only giggle with a worried face.

“Hehehe, I’m in danger.” Now he’s starting to think that her confidence is warranted. He couldn’t help but their fight would end with his losing, impregnating her, and then ending up

eaten as a snack.

Arad doesn’t even have an escape path, if he could run away, he would choose to take his wives and run away as far as he could from Gamond, she’s a problem that he doubts he’s ready

to face.

After thinking about it for a few minutes Arad finally figured something out. “I should ask Father for help.” Going to Alcott for advice was the only strategy he could come up with when dealing with such a powerful drakaina. But sadly, Alcott isn’t here, he’s in the outside world. “Your father?” Mary who was sitting at his said patiently waiting looked at him with a confused stare. She could only wonder what Arad’s father would look like.

But as Arad was about to despair, one of Alcott’s lines came into his mind, getting him back

on his feet.

“Ginger was a far stronger vampire than him, so he became an even stronger vampire, beat her, and then dragged her to his home in a cage.” He stood with a smile on his face. “We’re taking a detour.” He looked at Mesharra, “Dragons exist in this world, right?”

“Yes, they do.” She replied.

“We’ll hunt as many as we can on our way to Yog’s tower. And find me a storage bag and as

many weapons and cannons as you could.” Arad only only path forward is to follow in his father’s footsteps. He had already seen Alcott fight many times and should be able to figure out the rest by fighting dragons.

“Wait! Dragons are dangerous?!” Mary gasped, the last time a dragon attacked. A whole city was burned to the ground.

“I know, but we must try. If I can’t beat normal dragons with ease, we’ll just end up wiped out by Gamond.” He stood with a smile on his face, his fists resting on his hips as he pushed his chest forward, “What would father do here? He’ll just find a way to slay her.”

Arad then shifted his gaze to Echidna, “And let’s start here, release her.” “She’s dangerous, one wrong move and she’ll curse the whole city to death.” Mesharra

growled, “She just used a curse and I don’t even know how she did that. We must chain her

even more rather than free her.”

Arad took a step, towering over Mesharra, “I wasn’t asking. Do it. We’ll also search for vampires and werewolves after, I want to gather as many curses as I can and she’s my key to

controlling them.”