The dragon's harem

Chapter 617 Aradʼs Presence

Sitting on a chair inside the churchʼs cabin, Arad looked at the walls, ”Itʼs all the same everywhere,”

”This church is bigger than that of Alina, albeit with a different architecture than the one in the Elvish capital,” Isdis said, lifting her hands up as Merida pulled the straps on her back, trying to squeeze her into the tight dress.

”Youʼll do with a diet,” Merida growled, ”Did those breasts of yours get bigger since the last time I measured you?”

Isdis laughed, ”I wish,” She touched her chest, ”But itʼs probably my lungs. Iʼve been practicing with air instruments lately, and it takes quite the breath out of me.”

”Larger lungs, larger chest and it makes the breasts look bigger by pushing them forward.” Merida looked at Arad, she had large breasts, but it made her a bit sad that even his chest was bigger than her, pure muscles and bones.

”Churches are built for different gods,” Arad touched the walls, ”This is for Amaterasu, and the one in the capital is for Sylph, right?”

”Goddess of the sun and the goddess of the elves,” Isdis replied, ”A red sun over the emerald paradise. Those two were known as one of the strongest in the age of war, and are still powerhouses of legends.”

”Not that matter to us now,” Arad looked at them, ”Donʼt tell me she doesnʼt fit like Aella,”

”Iʼm trying to stuff her inside, but we might need Zephyrʼs help again,” Merida replied with a growl, trying to put a bit more force into strapping Isdis down, without ripping anything off.

”Iʼll go call Zephyr. Iʼm sure sheʼs out somewhere stuffing her stomach.” Arad stood, heading toward the door.

”Canʼt you just locate her?” Isdis stared at him, ”Like you do with everyone?”

”I can, but it feels strange. She can sense me trying to find her, and always looks back at me.” Arad replied.

”Sheʼs the wind spirit, after all,” Merida giggled, ”Send her our way. I do need her help here.” She slapped Isdisʼs back, ”This one isnʼt going to fit,”

”Keep trying,” Isdis stared at her as Arad left the room.

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”Look! Itʼs him,” A nun gasped, seeing Arad walk out of the cabin room looking like he just woke up from sleep. But it was just him, feeling exhausted having to deal with the girls not fitting in their wedding dress again.

”Heʼs huge! I never seen him this close,” Another one beside her whispered, seeing Aradʼs head towering over the wall murals.

”Heʼs even bigger than the paladins,” The first nun whispered, following Arad with her eyes. ”Iʼm sure heʼll look better in a plate armor,”

”No, he looks like the kind to wrestle bears in a forest bare-top and win,”

Arad stopped and turned toward the nuns, his eyes looking far behind them at the churchʼs gate, he could sense a flow of wind magic coming in, meaning Zephyr was probably outside.

The two nuns gasped, looking away, ”He spotted us,”

”Idiot, he probably heard us.”

Arad blinked, walking toward the nuns. He not only heard them but could feel their thoughts flowing as clearly as the sunlight coming from the windows. ^I definitely stand out among humans with this size, I know itʼs natural but who in the hell was my father for me to look like this? A giant? No, probably a titan.^

[Your father was a human, I can assure you that,] Mom said,

^What kind of humans grow this large?^ Arad sighed, looking more tired to the nuns.

Arad stood before them, their heads barely reaching his chest as he glared down at them. They stood between him and the door, not realizing they were in his way.

”Baron Arad, do you need something?” One of them asked, sweating as her legs slowly took a step back on their own. Her neck hurt from looking up.

”I was going out to look for someone,” Arad said in a calm voice, a smile on his face, ”Do you mind?” He pointed at the door behind them, it canʼt be opened with them in the way.

The two immediately jumped aside, their knees shaking. They heard his roar earlier, and they heard how he punched a witch from the cityʼs gate all the way to the sea. They looked at his hand, his palms larger than their faces and his arms putting their thighs to shame.

”Baron Arad,” One of the nuns gasped, ”Citizens are gathered outside the church, waiting for the wedding ceremony to start. I donʼt think itʼs a good idea to walk outside,”

Arad stopped, his palm grasping the doorknob, and he stared back at her, ”The guards are stopping them, right?”

”They a-re, but you d-onʼt kn-w what m-might happen,” She tried to speak, but started stuttering. The more he glared at her, the weaker her legs and neck got.

Arad smiled, patting her head, ”Donʼt worry, they are annoying, but there shouldnʼt be there any danger for me,”

The nun fainted the moment Aradʼs hand touched her head, thinking he was about to crush her down.

As she fell to the ground, Arad stared at her, confused and sweating, ”What? I didnʼt do anything,” He looked at the other nun, terrified. ^Since when did humans become this fragile?^

”Baron Arad, please donʼt worry,” The other nun gasped, shaking the unconscious one, ”Sheʼll be fine, probably too much stress.”

Arad stared at the nun for a few seconds, even more confused. But he quickly remembered the time he spent in the labyrinth. ^For a human, no, a nun that never got into a fight, I must be a terrifying monster.^

”Do I look scary?” Arad looked at the other nun.

She paused, staring at him, ”I wonʼt say that,” She looked away, ”Itʼs just, expectation? I bet any of us would die if you just bumped into us,”

”She got scared when I touched her head,” Arad looked at his hand, ”Probably I shouldnʼt do that anymore,” His eyes shifted toward the nun, glaring at her. ”Anything else I shouldnʼt do?”

”Probably, donʼt glare at people like this. Itʼs scary,” She mumbled.

Arad blinked, rubbing his eyes, ”Glare? I was just looking at you while speaking,”

”Youʼre tall, and your eyes are sharp and glow with a feint purple light. Even an innocent look can seem like a mad glare,” She looked away, ”Especially when you look down at someone,”

”Should I avoid eye contact?”

”I donʼt know,” She started shaking, the longer the conversation went, the more stressed she got.

”Sorry,” Arad stood, ”Iʼll keep that in mind from now on,” He smiled, ”But, please keep in mind, I donʼt bite, Iʼm not as dangerous as you people might think,”

”Thatʼs relative, it all takes one mistake to offend or enrage you.” The nun said.

”You can slap me in the face and I wonʼt get angry, it takes specific offenses and intents to get me to hit someone back. Like going after my wives, and land, or harming someone I care about,” He pulled a healing potion and put it in front of the nun, ”In case she got hurt when she fell,”

Arad then went outside.