The dragon's harem

“Get off me.” Gojo sighed.

Yog thought about it for a minute and then looked down at Gojo’s face. “Nuh-uh!” She crossed her arms with a grin and he grabbed her by the ankle.

“I said, get off me. I’m looking straight at your… you’re wearing nothing down there.”

It was at that moment that Gojo felt it. His hand couldn’t even dent Yog’s skin, let alone move her. She was a goddess with her full power, while he was a mere weak human.

“I know. I took them off right before coming here. It’s a privilege, I’ll let you peek beneath my robe.” She looked back at Arad for a second, then down at Gojo again. “Nobody else can, though. Only you can see me naked.”

“Are you stupid? I thought you were married to the overgod. Get off me.” Gojo punched her leg, and he was the one to feel pain.

“There isn’t a problem. Believe it or not, only one person saw me naked.”

She then sat down on Gojo’s chest and looked at the sea.

“Now, before I start babbling about forbidden knowledge like an old hag. Let’s find you two a good way to spend your time here.” She looked back at Gojo and smiled.

“Mainly you.” She then pointed a finger at Arad. “That bear doesn’t need any more training.”

Arad frowned.

“I don’t need any more training from you. In fact, I won’t mind never seeing you ever again in my life.” He growled. “So, care to get off Gojo?”

Yog giggled.

“Heard that, Gojo? That’s why you need training and he doesn’t. He knows how to ask nicely, while you don’t.” She moved forward, sitting on Gojo’s lap and allowing him to sit up.

“I need to burn my eyes later to clean them.” Gojo rubbed his eyes for a moment, then looked down at Yog on his lap. “How did you get here?”

“Wild magic, and I’m the goddess of all magic. It was like taming a wild animal.” She smiled. “I know it might sound like it was easy to me. But imagine a dog trainer going out of his way to find some people stuck inside a wild wolves’ den.”

“Did she attack you?” Arad asked and Yog shrugged.

“No, she simply doesn’t want you two to get out. I can do anything else I want.” She lifted her hand and pointed at the sky.

“Entropy guards the progression of the world. It’s evolution and advancement. You two were stagnating the advancement of the universe, so she locked you two up.”

Both Arad and Gojo glared at her for a second. “What do you mean? The world was changing faster and faster since we two started going around.” Gojo pointed at Arad. “He even shifted the balance of power in the mortal world and got a new Empire to rise. Not to mention that we made two new goddesses.”

Yog shook her head.

“Entropy doesn’t care about any of that. It isn’t the change she wants. The change she cares about is that of people. You two are stagnating the growth of your wives and the people living around you. With how many of them are important to the world’s future, their growth is more important than anything else.”

Arad laughed in the back. “I see, she cares about the progress of the world. That doesn’t justify her working with Nyar to kill Stillness.”

“Fair… But Entropy didn’t work with him. He was doing his own thing, and she found a chance to snatch you two away and took it.” Yog leaned on Gojo’s chest.

Gojo finally noticed.

“Wait, so we’re dealing with two problems, not one. The people trying to get Blue Ice killed and Entropy sealing us?”

That was right. While everyone is now busy trying to find a way to unseal Gojo and Arad. The abominations that are trying to kill Stillness are still free. That means Arad and Gojo’s agents can get entangled with them once more.

“Don’t worry about their safety, the gods are keeping a close eye on the situation.” She then stood, looking back at Gojo with a grin.

“For now, the important thing is making your temporary stay here as fruitful as possible. Of course, also teaching you two how to be patrons and control agents.” She lifted her hand, and the entire sea started boiling.

“I can’t get you out, but I can give some order to this mess of a world. I’m sure even Entropy would love me to clean the place for her.”

The sea foamed and roiled, from its depth, a massive land emerged on the horizon. Arad and Gojo could sense the magic Yog was using, and it was harrowing. The fabric of mana itself twisted and ripped apart at her touch, it then got repaired and broken once more, releasing a massive amount of energy that the magic used to build the land.

“What was that?” Gojo gasped, and Yog looked at him with a smug face. “I knew you’d like it. It’s a world editing magic. It takes the basic essence of a world and allows the caster to morph it. The Spirit Queens have a version of it, but their magic is tied to their elements, mine isn’t.”

Flicking her fingers, a book that was three meters tall, two meters wide, and a foot thick appeared floating above her head.

“This is the spell book. It’s massive, I know. But you’ll have to study it whole to understand how this magic works.” She then looked at Gojo with a smug grin, her lips almost reaching her ear.

“Note, even if you learn it, you can’t use it without my approval.” She clapped her hands, and the book disappeared.

“I sent it to your castle. You can read it once you get out.” She turned around and pointed at the massive land that appeared behind the horizon.

“That’s your goal now. Head there, but be careful. There are many monsters living there. Your goal is simple: to survive. Kill monsters, gain power, and send that power back to the mortal world to support your agents.” She smiled. “Of course, you can collect payment from your agents as well.”

For once in a while, Yog looked at Arad.

“You especially need to learn how to be a patron. It’ll allow you to share your power with your wives.” She waved her hand, and a woman in holy clothes appeared out of nowhere.

“Where… am I? She looked around, confused, and Yog patted her on the back.

“I called you here.”

When the Priestess of Magic saw Yog, she broke down crying.

“This is one of my most loyal agents. I’m a patron to her, like you are to your agents.” She sat on a boulder and looked at the Priestess.

“To be able to give and receive power between a patron and their agent, willing servitude is a must.” She looked at the Priestess and smiled.

“Holy people serve the gods out of faith, warlocks serve their patron out of will. They want to serve, they want to give themselves to their patron out of their free will. The patron is just giving them power as a gift.”

While a cleric expects rewards for their actions, either in life or the afterlife, a warlock expects nothing but their patron’s praises.

“I want to see you die. Don’t breathe.” As Yog spoke, the Priestess stopped breathing and remained standing in place. She held her breath until she died.

Arad and Gojo stared at the Priestess’s lifeless body in silence.

Yog then pulled an orb of light from her pocket and threw it on the Priestess’s back. Seconds later, the Priestess came back to life, this time with pale white wings and a halo above her head.

“It’s simple. If they want to do your bidding without a cost, then you can give them power. Once a power is given, it can’t be taken back until it’s exhausted.” Yog jumped into the Angel Priestess’s arms. “Let’s go, they can handle themselves.”

The Angel Priestess looked at Yog in her arms. “I am an angel now?”

“Yes, you’re one. You’ll help me in the labs, fight for me in the front lines, be my test subject, and suck my toes to help me relieve some stress.” She flapped her wings and started flying away as Yog spoke.

“I didn’t expect this. I was going to buy some mops for the church. What are they going to do now?”