The dragon's harem

Chapter 877: An Old Friend Return

^The fuck is up with this human? Iʼve headbutted him but Iʼm the one bleeding. Why isnʼt he budging, and why does his skin feel as hard as stone?^ The lion screamed internally, he wouldʼve already run away, but his wives were all lined behind him, he couldnʼt back down, not in front of them.

”Whatʼs up with this fur ball of an inflated cat? I canʼt fight here, Mira and Isdis would kill me.^ Arad cried inside his head, the two had just been yelling at him, destroying Matildaʼs house would be the worst thing to do now. ^Just leave, I donʼt want to fight you here. Just give up and scram!^

As the two glared at each other in silence, their foreheads still stuck together, each of them waited for the other to back away.

Arad closed his eyes, and the lion gasped, ^What the hell is he thinking?^

^Lock it all up, what I need isnʼt destructive power, I need controlled might, as sharp as a blade and as precise as a needle.^ Aradʼs muscles relaxed, ^This is it, just like that time, in the labyrinth, lock it all up, and only use whatʼs immediately available.^

Arad clenched a fist, and punched the lion in the guts, sending him rolling into the garden. The lion immediately stood back up, his stomach twisted in pain, but it wasnʼt as bad as he expected. Still confused, he took a stance as he saw Arad charging at him with a clenched fist. ”You want a fight then, so be it!” The lion swung his arm, deflecting Aradʼs punch aside. [Rumbling Ember Kick] The lion used the same motion to spin and throw a burning kick toward Aradʼs head, which Arad counted with a kick of his own, [Fire Kick]

”Hooo, a fire user like myself. Interesting...” the lion giggled, ”I wonʼt lose in a contest of firepower!” He pushed even harder, conjuring stronger flames behind his calves to push Aradʼs kick away.

”You fur ball!” Arad growled as his leg started pushing back, he didnʼt want to use more power than this as heʼd burn Matildaʼs Garden, but this stupid lion is messing everything up.

Arad let his kick get thrown away and spun around, kicking the lion in the guts, ”Stop burning the ground!”

The lion grabbed Aradʼs foot, ”Caught you! Bring her up!” He shouted and his wives rushed toward the house to drag Matilda out.

Zara clenched his fist, ready to start fighting, but Arad appeared between the door and the lionʼs wives. With a powerful back slap to the chest, he sent the first of the lionʼs wives flying outside the yard with her armor shattered to pieces.

The lion, his other wives, Zara and everyone stared in silence as Arad growled, ”You stay out of the fight.” He growled at the other wives. He then walked back toward the lion, ready to finish the fight.

It was at that moment that both the lion and his wives realized what kind of monster was standing before them.

”Aron!” Mira looked at him, ”How fast can you finish the fight?”

Arad stopped and looked at her with a scared face, ”Sorry! It wasnʼt me that burned the grass; Iʼm trying to keep damage to a minimum here.”

Mira looked at Zara, ”Where does this lion live?”

Zara pointed west, ”A fair distance in that direction.” Mira then quickly looked at Arad, ”Send them home, you can do that, right?”

Arad smiled, ”Got it.”

”You fucker! What are you...” The lion shouted, but Arad suddenly appeared standing before his face, smoking with black magic. ”My wife spoke, back to your home, cat.” He grabbed him by the mane.

At that moment, a large wood-cutting axe flew from the streets into Zaraʼs Garden, landing right between Arad and the lion, almost cutting their toes.

”Who is it here, isnʼt it a familiar face?” From the front gate, a large muscular man wearing a tank top and thick trousers strolled in, a gentle smile on his face. He was almost as large as Arad but had a bigger stomach.

A large smile crossed Aradʼs face, ”Hank! How long has it been.” He let go of the lion man and walked toward hands, shaking his hand with enthusiasm, those two giants were almost similar in size.

”Another large human, no, wait...something is off...” The lion gasped as he could smell Hank from afar, the fur on his back stood as his main spiked up.

”Your smell...donʼt tell me.” Arad looked at Hankʼs face and hairy forearms.

”Weʼll...I had to get a bit closer to my wife to survive here.” He looked at Aradʼs face, ”But to think the kid I saved back then had grown this strong. Youʼve really come a long way off.” His eyes slowly shifted toward the lion.

”Is that one giving you some kind of trouble?” Hank asked with a gentle smile, not a single shred of anger or confusion came from his expressions.

”He wants to take a friend of mine against her will, I want to stop him without destroying the place.” Arad replied, stretching his arms. ”Those lionesses are on it with him.”

Hank nodded, extending his arms forward, ”I do not like beating women, but my wife approves of it.” He looked at them with a gentle smile, ”Misses, stand down, or youʼll get treated with disrespect.”

”For me, as long as you leave Matilda alone, I donʼt care.” Arad stood beside Hank, extending a fist forward, ”My slaps hurt, and you donʼt want to try me.”

”DIE! WOLF!” The lion lunged forward, aiming straight at Hank. Arad seemed like a danger, but Hank was a serious threat, a beast of the moon.

Hank took a deep breath, his chest expanding in the blink of an eye as the lion charged at him alongside his wives.

AW000000000000000000000000000000000000000! Hank howled at them, his voice so strong that everyone had to close their ears except Arad, but only the lions seemed to suffer an effect.

The lioness fell to their knees, shaking and stunned in a trance as the lion held his ears, growling in pain. The next thing he saw was Hankʼs fist coming at his face, crashing into his nose with a blast.

As the lion flew back, Arad hit him in the neck with an elbow, sending him straight back to Hank. ”Hank! What was that howl?” Arad said with a smile as Hank caught the lion by the

head.

”Call of the Alpha, itʼs only usable by a progenitor werewolf or their mate. It causes males physically weaker than the howler to feel extreme terror, and paralyze females who are weaker.” Hank replied, ”Itʼs the same as when your legs refuse to move from fear, but I doubt someone like me had felt that.” He looked at Arad with a large smile, ”Youʼre far stronger

than me.”

”Iʼm not that strong...” Arad smiled, and Hank immediately knew that Arad wanted to hide his power.

”Then, what will you do with this lion man...what was his name?” Hank looked at Arad.

”I donʼt know, but he works for someone called Zank, one word different from your name.”

He smiled.

”Thatʼs funny. But if thatʼs the case I suggest leaving him alive. For future political debate, they might not try anything funny with you around, but itʼs a different story when you leave.” He threw the lion on the ground and kicked him toward Arad. The effect of the howl seems to be strong, Hankʼs wife was a werewolf progenitor and a strong one at that.

Arad lifted the lion from his mane, and looked at the sky, ”Iʼve got a crazy idea, I hope it works.” He looked at Zara, ”Got something to write with?”

”Like charcoal?” Zara replied, that he too wanted to join the fight, but those two seemed to be acting on a different mindset than him.

”Wait.” Hank called, ”Iʼve got a better idea, use his blood.” He approached Arad with a smile.

”Thatʼs genius.” Arad looked at the lion, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose so he used

that blood.

[Matilda is with me, fuck off, fur ball.] Arad wrote on the lionʼs chest.

[You kittens are too weak to be a threat worth killing.] Hank added on the lionʼs stomach.

”How should we deliver him?” Hank looked around, ”Should I release his wives and let them carry him back home?”

”No, Iʼve got a better idea.” Arad lifted the lion above his head and covered him with gravity magic and a barrier, ”Iʼll send him right away.” From his experience throwing stones with his tail, Arad had become an expert thrower, and this lion was far lighter than the stones he was

throwing before.

After a deep breath, Arad lunged forward and swung his arms, throwing the dazed lion into

the sky.

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Back in the lionʼs village, Zank was sitting on his chair surrounded by his wives, awaiting Matildaʼs arrival. It was at that moment the wall burst into pieces as the lion flew in, smacking one of the wives down, and landed right beside Zankʼs chair, unconscious and

bleeding.

”What is the meaning of this!?” Zank shouted as he stood in rage, unable to comprehend what

had just happened.

****

Hati giggled, lying on her large pillow bed with her nine silver tails dancing behind her. She tapped the magic crystal before her with her long nails, a mischievous smile on her face, ”Those lions were getting a bit too arrogant...” She giggled, looking at Zankʼs angry face and rubbing her finger on the crystal ball, changing the view to Arad and Hank talking at Zaraʼs

door.

”Little boy Arad would be their best medicine, animals shouldnʼt overstep on dragonʼs superiority.” She switched her legs and turned around, looking at the two red fox maidens standing behind her pillow bed, one held a large glass of wine, and the other held a massive

bow of fruits.

”Wouldnʼt he threaten your rule as well?” One of the two fox maidens asked.

”Are you two calling me an animal? How bold of you today...” She giggled, sitting up, ”Iʼm a

Fenrir, and he isnʼt here to fight anyone who doesnʼt start a fight with him.” She stood and approached the two maidens.

”Get the stage ready, Iʼll be meeting his wife Isdis, I want him to remain entertained while we speak.” She tapped their shoulders, whispering, ”You know what do you?”