The dragon's harem

Lucy was asleep on her massive pillow bed, surrounded by her shrine maidens, who stood guard over her. Most of them looked mundane, but they were some of the best wizards this kingdom has to offer, and half of them were even angels.

Her room was massive, even bigger than Arad or Gojo’s rooms, and the entire place was expanded in size with magic. She had three massive beds, one was a regular king-sized bed, one was a massive cotton pillow, and the last one was a massive teddy bear.

The beds were massive, but they didn’t fill the room. What filled the room was an array of tables, more than ten of them, and all were filled to the brim with food.

Lucy is the goddess of gluttony and was prone to waking up hungry. If she woke up and didn’t find any food nearby, she might end up eating her servants. In fact, ten of the maidens here were paid just for that.

So as much as Lucy protected the kingdom, she was also a massive danger herself. And she wasn’t the only dangerous one. Eris was prone to murder, and even Mira was prone to greed. The main difficulty of being a divine being is controlling the portfolio and not allowing it to take control.

The angels knew that they would have to keep an eye on Lucy for at least a few centuries until she fully masters her powers and becomes completely safe. For the angels, if she ate them, they would just suffer the agony of being eaten alive and then resurrect from her divine magic.

The maidens, on the other hand, might not survive the pain and go insane. But Lucy was far better than the other two, far safer than Eris or Mira ever could be. Getting eaten alive is far easier than what those two could do.

Then suddenly, she moved, turning over left and right, and her eyes burst open. The angels rushed in to check on her, only to get pushed back by her divine magic.

Lucy’s body glowed from the inside out, making her skeleton visible, and then, she stood, a black shadow taking hold deep within her chest.

“Stay back, got something dangerous.” She opened her mouth wide, and the hilt of a glass blade emerged. She grabbed it and pulled the whole thing out of her throat.

As Lucy held the nodachi in her hands, she gasped for air for a few seconds. The sword started crackling with magic, and the little goddess frowned. “This sword, Gojo just made it in that world.”

The blade was about to break apart, crumbling as Gojo couldn’t maintain it anymore. Soon, it’ll explode and rip the entire castle apart. He had made it, but this thing won’t last long without him holding it.

“Feisty little thing.” She grabbed the sword with both hands, glared at it, and saw her own reflection, and a large grin covered her face. Her two blue eyes flashed with bright golden divine magic.

Lucy’s thin fingers wrapped tightly around the sword’s hilt, and divine magic rushed up from her chest, to her arms, to her hands, and covered the blade. She is a goddess, and she won’t just let this thing blow her entire room into ash.

“You’re in the hands of a goddess, so pipe down.” Between her thin fingers, the sword trembled, and its magic reached its limit. But then, calmed down, forced to stabilize by her divine magic. The blade was hungry for mana; it yearned for its master, it needed Gojo to keep feeding it, but Lucy was the goddess of gluttony.

Lucy felt the blade’s hunger, understood it, and suppressed it.

She just ordered the blade to endure its hunger. How dare it be gluttonous in the hands of the goddess of gluttony?

But, such a solution was just temporary; the moment she let go of it, the laws of magic would take hold again, and this sword would turn into a violent bomb of spatial magic.

Gojo really sent her a deadly midnight surprise.

“Who sends a little girl a bomb, that fool. He treats me as a child when he wants to, and as a goddess when he feels like it. Pick one!” She growled and took a deep breath.

“We can seal it away.” An angel suggested, and Lucy glared at her. “Seal the sword Gojo made? This could very well help us get him and Arad back, so we’re not sealing it.” She sighed.

“Think! Think about it! Gojo would never let me go out to handle a few ruffians and say I’m a kid and should live as one, but then, he now sends me this.” She giggled. “The level of importance needed for him to ignore me being a child and give me this. Yeah, this has to be the key to something massive.”

She nodded to herself, proud, then spoke.

“We’ve got no choice. I’m calling her.”

Hearing Lucy’s words, all of the angels paled. Just imagining her face was enough to make some of them tremble and take a step back.

“Are you sure? She is busy and has a lot going on. If we call her… then another one of us might end up…” They all looked back at the pair of golden scissors on Lucy’s dressing table. “She is dangerous.”

Lucy laughed and looked at them, then at the pair of scissors. She could still hear a faint moan coming from them, but there was no sense of self left in there. “What are you all afraid of? She doesn’t bite, unlike me.” She smiled, “Besides, I already called her. I can’t hold this blade for any longer.”

At that moment, a large black portal opened on the room’s wall, and all of the angels jumped back to hide behind Lucy. The maidens, on the other hand, stood in place, worried.

From the darkness, she walked out, yawning. She wore a pair of leather cargo pants, a tight tank top, and had her hair tied back into a knot.

“I was asleep, you know?” Mira opened her eyes and stared at Lucy, then shifted her gaze to the terrified angels. “Are they still afraid of me? By the gods, I told them it was just a mistake. I didn’t know the halos were that important.”

Lucy shrugged. “Of course they are. You’re scary. Who would’ve thought you could just do that?” She shook her hands. “But, that’s for later, for now, I got this, can you do something about it?”

Mira looked at the glass sword and frowned. “I’m a carpenter… not a glass smith.” The angels rushed in and stood between Lucy and Mira. “Stop! Don’t speak any further. We’ll handle this sword, you go back!”

One of the angels growled, and Lucy glared at her from the back. “Don’t butt in!”

The angel glared back at her. “AHHH! Shut up, you’re still a young goddess and don’t understand the implications of divine order.” She pointed at Mira. “Even if she doesn’t mean it, she’ll mess you, us, and this kingdom up with just a word.”

That’s right, Mira’s Greed powers started showing up, and they were terrifying. Thanks to them, one of Lucy’s angels, a powerful one able to ruin an entire kingdom in seconds, has ended up as a pair of golden scissors.

Lucy ignored her worried angels and approached Mira. She knew well that Mira’s power was dangerous, but she had to take the risk. She then tried to hand her the sword. “Take it! My fingers hurt already.”

“Before I take it, you remember I’m a demi-goddess of greed, right? You’re trying to get me to do work that I don’t usually do. Do you want to die?” Mira pushed her back, but Lucy insisted.

“It’s either you or this entire castle. And I don’t want to call Gojo’s mom. Last time, I called her mom, and she beat me so bad that I couldn’t sit on a chair for two days, and I’m a goddess.” She then looked at Mira with a smile. “I don’t like her, but you’ve been nice to me. Throw any cost at me, as long as it only affects me and no one else.”

Mira sighed and reached forward, grabbing the glass sword with one hand. “What would happen if I don’t fix it?”

“It’ll explode and blast this entire kingdom.” Lucy replied, and she could feel Mira’s divine magic rushing.

“Then… I want you, and this entire kingdom as payment.”

Lucy giggled. “Come on! I said only me. How about this, I’ll be your slave for a day. A whole goddess, just for you. Don’t drag the people into this.”

“I’m a demi-goddess, and I don’t need your power.” Mira sat on one of the chairs beside the food tables. “Let me think.”

Mira’s divine power, Greed. It has two effects as of now. When making a deal, Mira is forced to gouge the target for price, hitting them where it hurts. And the second power is the ability to force them to pay, no matter who they were, as long as they agree to the deal.

Lucy had sent an angel to Mira to get furniture prepared for her room, and Mira asked for the angel’s halo as payment. At the time, Mira didn’t know of her power, and the angel agreed. She just wanted to make something special for Lucy, and the halo the angel wore looked rare enough and worthy to make a gift with to a goddess.

When the order was finished, the angel handed her halo to Mira with a smile, and Mira, not knowing the halo was the angel’s true body, forged it into a pair of scissors and sent it with the furniture as a gift to Lucy.