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"Heh, with me, it is. But take it from me, Shea… ONLY I can make you feel THIS good."
She hadn't realized she'd spoken out loud until he smiled and gave her an answer. Blushing, Shea almost wanted to hide her face in her hands. But there'd be no point, not really. Every other part of her was exposed—why bother with being embarrassed, right? Licking her lips, Shea looked up into his draconic red eyes. Then, she looked back at the smiling face of her King.
Finally, hesitantly but no less needily, Shea spoke.
"M-More?"
He laughed at her a little for that, with a deep chuckle. But Shea didn't mind, because once he was done laughing, he gave her exactly what she'd asked for. For the first time in a long time, Shea felt truly happy. She was content. She was satisfied. She was finally… safe, in good company. The world couldn't hurt her here. Her Dragon King wouldn't allow it. Shea believed this with every fiber of her being.
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A new cycle began in the Underdark, though day and night held no meaning in this shadowed abyss. Here, in the realm of eternal twilight, where the only illumination came from the faint glow of bioluminescent creatures, life stirred once more. These creatures, the only true source of light, flickered to life, casting eerie glows that barely cut through the oppressive darkness. Yet, even with darkvision, seeing beyond 40 meters was a challenge, as shadows clung tightly to the jagged terrain. Predators roamed freely—some hunting, others being hunted—each part of the deadly ecosystem that thrived in this underworld.
In the heart of Menzoberranzan, the city of splendor and treachery, the scene shifted to an opulent room. On a lavish bed, a young man and woman lay intertwined, their bare forms illuminated by the faint, ghostly light creeping through the cracks. As the faint glow reached my eyes, I stirred from sleep, the oppressive atmosphere of the Underdark pressing down even here, but I welcomed it. It was another day, another hunt, another conquest.
Opening my eyes, I could feel the weight of a body on me. Turning my head down, I could see Shea sleeping with her head on my chest.
Soon, the memories of last night filled my mind, making me sigh—they had kept going for the whole night!
Her long, white-silver hair fell on my chest as she slept with a contented smile on her face. Yesterday was truly a great day. We had kept going at it for hours. It seemed that all the pent-up lust in Shea had been unleashed that day. We truly did go all out.
Smiling, I looked at her as my hands rested on her meaty ass. I slowly started to grope and massage it. It was both spongy and elastic, molding into different shapes yet staying firm. Feeling a strong stimulation, Shea's body shifted a little, but her eyes remained shut.
I looked at Shea, who was lazily lying on my body like a bunny, and smiled.
After all, I still couldn't hold back my desire.
But it doesn't matter. I'm going to become the Ancestor Dragon. This is just a trivial matter in front of me.
Knowing she was utterly exhausted, I reined in my desire, unwilling to push her fragile body beyond its limits. Gently, I laid her down on the bed, my hands working in perfect harmony with Mage's Hand to guide her delicate form into place. Her ethereal snow-white skin seemed to glow softly even as she slept. I carefully draped a luxurious pelt from a rare and magnificent beast over her, its warmth cocooning her in comfort. With one last lingering glance, I turned away, making my way to the heart of the palace. There, I embraced my true nature, shifting back into my majestic dragon form, my colossal presence filling the chamber with an overwhelming aura of ancient power and dominance.
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"Huh, it really is more comfortable like this!"
"Winnie, I know you're here. Come out!"
There was a ripple in the air.
Winnie's figure appeared in front of me. She looked at Shea, who was sleeping sweetly behind her, with a complicated expression.
That's fine. With this kind of relationship, Shea's safety will definitely be protected at a deeper level.
After all, dragons have the strongest desire to possess what belongs to them. And they belonged to Lord Barbatos before.
"Master, this is what you asked me to bring you!"
Winnie took out a few scrolls from her magic tool.
These were advanced fire and earth magics obtained on the battlefield before. It should have been delivered earlier, but Winnie didn't bother me and Shea when she saw us enjoying the show. Instead, she guarded outside the palace for a day and a night.
"Very good!"
I felt I had never been so comfortable. It seems that occasional indulgence is still good for physical and mental health.
However, Shea's body is still a bit weak. It seems I'll have to find a way to improve her physical fitness in the future.
After opening the scrolls, I looked at the high-tier earth magic first.
"Earth Blessing!"
"Wrath of the Earth!"
These two had caught my eye early on. One increased recovery, and the other was attack magic. It was a pity that there was only low-tier magic in the inheritance memory, except for the magic of the black dragon. After all, black dragons don't easily cast any earth or fire magic. But it's the same for me to build the spell model myself. Plus, the strong magic power in my body is not weaker than normal dragon language magic.
"Winnie, go outside to guard. No one is allowed to come in without my order!"
"Understood, my Lord!"
After Winnie left, I turned to the throne. Shea's eyelashes trembled slightly—I knew this gal had woken up long ago. She was just embarrassed and didn't want to face Winnie.
"Shea, Winnie has already left," I remarked with a slight grin, amusement coloring my tone.
"Uh… what?"
Shea blinked awake, instinctively pulling the soft pelt tighter around her. A deep crimson flush spread across her cheeks, making her already captivating presence even more irresistible. The contrast between her flushed face and the smooth, pale skin peeking from beneath the luxurious fur added to her allure, stirring something primal in me.
I exhaled slowly, my transformation still fresh, muscles tense from the shift. I needed to rein in the lingering intensity, knowing that if I didn't pace myself, Shea would be the one to suffer under the weight of my unchecked desires.
I sighed. My Transfiguration had just finished, and I needed to slow down; otherwise, Shea would definitely be miserable.
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"Are you the mistress of Menzoberranzan now?"
Nadia looked at the embarrassed drow elves in disbelief.
Just now, the guards said that seven or eight drow from Menzoberranzan had come to Charles City.
Nadia immediately came to meet them in person.
After all, Death Canyon is not that simple.
"Yes, our previous mistress disappeared a long time ago while exploring Death Canyon, so I was elected to lead Menzoberranzan City through this crisis!" Elise said, her clothes in tatters.
There were still scars on her face, and she looked very haggard.
The two drow warriors behind her were also missing arms and legs.
"I am the mistress of the Dark Demon Clan," Elise added.
"The Dark Demon Clan, I've heard of it before!" Nadia said thoughtfully.
"But I'm curious—how did you cross Death Canyon? And why have you come to Charles City?"
Nadia knew how powerful that death knight was and didn't believe these drow elves couldn't tell the difference.
How could these drow have crossed the canyon?
And why come to Charles City? Even if the traffic was cut off, wouldn't it have been better to stay in Menzoberranzan?
"That's because an adult black dragon suddenly appeared near Death Canyon. He wanted to occupy our city. We resisted, but there was no way...
"We could only let the other party occupy our city...
"And that black dragon is thinking of other drow cities, so we thought of coming to Charles City to warn you!
"That's precisely why we braved the perils of Death Canyon!" Elise declared, her voice carrying the weight of their harrowing journey. "We only made it here by the grace of the Great Queen."
Elise's exhaustion was palpable, but the fire in her eyes burned brightly when she spoke of the Spider Queen. "By sheer fortune, the black dragon engaged in a fierce battle with the death knight while in pursuit of us, giving us the perfect moment to slip away."
Her words held a reverence, almost a worshipful tone, and as Nadia listened, she caught the unmistakable gleam of fanaticism in Elise's gaze. It solidified Nadia's belief that Elise's tale was more than just words—it was a conviction born of absolute faith in their dark goddess.
"Black dragon? You mean an adult black dragon?" Nadia's brow furrowed deeply.
On the mainland, dragons were no trivial matter. An adult black dragon—a towering 15th-order creature—was a force of absolute devastation. Facing such a beast head-on was an unfathomable risk.
If it were anything less than a dragon, it might have been manageable, she muttered, her voice laced with tension. But a dragon? That's a whole other level of terror.
Dragons, especially of that age, were not only immensely powerful but insufferably arrogant, lording their dominance over both earth and sky. They were apex predators, untamed and merciless; their very presence was a challenge to anyone foolish enough to stand in their path.
Unexpectedly, after this area had been quiet for so long, an adult black dragon had appeared.
Here's trouble.
They had never dealt with dragons.
However, it was impossible for her to trust Elise's one-sided words, so she had to send her men to verify them.
"What was the condition of the death knight and the black dragon when you came out?" Nadia continued to ask.
"It stands to reason that the black dragon should be stronger than the death knight, but that death knight seems to be different. It is very powerful. When we came out, the black dragon was still fighting the death knight!"
Nadia began to think. No wonder there was so much less black fog in the canyon before.
It seemed that the death knight was seriously injured.
Nadia was now sure that the black dragon couldn't be feeling well either.
The black mist had only decreased, rather than completely disappeared.
So the death knight was definitely injured but still present.
That meant the black dragon hadn't defeated the death knight but had retreated.
Nadia had a bold idea at this moment. If both were hurt...
Could she take the opportunity to reap the benefits?
The world already knew that dragons were true treasures. Whether subdued as mounts or directly killed for materials, either outcome would bring immense fortune.
Dragon scales, dragon horns, keels, dragon meat—and especially dragon blood, which could baptize warriors, transforming them into dragon-vein creatures.
And most importantly, if a complete adult black dragon was sacrificed to Goddess Lolth, what kind of blessings might she receive?
Nadia began to get excited.
Moreover, the strength of Charles City was far beyond that of mere Menzoberranzan.
She felt very confident.
"Iris, your purpose in coming here is not just to warn us," Nadia said lightly.
Elise smiled slightly when she heard this.
This woman couldn't resist the temptation.
But Elise showed some indecision on the surface.
"High Priestess Nadia, I would like to ask for your help in taking back Menzoberranzan City. I have only just taken control of Menzoberranzan City..."
Nadia sneered inwardly. This girl seemed to want to use her as a tool.
"Lady Elise, take your people and rest first. We will discuss these matters tomorrow," Nadia said, beginning to dismiss the guests.
"Go arrange a place for Mistress Elise, and be sure to entertain her well!"
"Understood! Madam Elise, please!" said two drow warriors nearby.
Elise looked at Nadia unwillingly, gritted her teeth, and followed.
It fully embodied what it meant to be under the eaves and have to bow one's head.
After Elise left, Nadia adjusted her expression and said sweetly, "Bridget, I need you to check the situation in Death Canyon and Menzoberranzan City!"
"Nadia, there's no need to be so polite!"
Nadia hadn't even noticed when Bridget slipped from the shadows behind her.
Without hesitation, Bridget wrapped her arms tightly around Nadia's waist, pressing herself close. She nuzzled her cheek against Nadia's back, inhaling deeply, savoring the intoxicating, unique scent of her body.
The possessive embrace, combined with Bridget's quiet intensity, sent a shiver through Nadia's spine, the air between them charged with unspoken emotions.
Nadia patted Bridget lightly on the back. She had to do this.
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"Mistress, will the other party suspect us if we do this?"
In the residence of Elise and her group, a female drow whispered after confirming their surroundings were safe.
This time, several of their soldiers had sacrificed themselves!
The price was high.
"Although I haven't seen Nadia before, I know this woman is ambitious. An injured adult black dragon and a strange, powerful death knight—there's no way she won't be tempted," Elise said.
She also knew the other party wouldn't trust them completely and would definitely send soldiers to verify the situation.
But no matter how much they checked, they'd find the story to be true.
Because it was true.
Menzoberranzan City was occupied by the black dragon. The black dragon and death knight had fought.
And the black dragon had amassed wealth in Menzoberranzan City.
"But what if she ignores us?"
"Heh, no, no. You still have much to learn, young Matron Baenre," Elise remarked confidently, her tone dripping with certainty.
"She's cut from the same cloth as I am. I could feel her overwhelming lust radiate the moment I mentioned the possibility of the black dragon being injured."
Elise's eyes gleamed knowingly. The hunger and ambition she sensed in High Priestess Nadia were undeniable, almost tangible.
It wasn't just about power or strategy; it was primal—a raw desire stirred by the potential vulnerability of such a magnificent creature.
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In the palace of the Black Dragon in Menzoberranzan.
In my dragon form, I slowly pushed Shea off my body and began thinking about the situation.
Through Elise's perspective, I finally saw Charles City.
Compared to Menzoberranzan, Charles City was not only much larger but also far more prosperous.
Just looking at the heavy crossbows on the city walls and the powerful drow warriors patrolling constantly, I could tell.
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