Raphael had a lot on his mind, and for once, it wasn't just related to women.
After his pleasant meeting with the Rose Queen, he headed back home to wash himself off, before making his way back to the Gardens to relax himself.
The sun had already set, so there were hardly any students walking around. That meant he was left with the quiet sounds of the insects in the hedges.
Harmony mentioned that I needed to become stronger, and she was right. The Phoenix Queen's husband sounds strong. Especially if he was truly an SSS-Rank student...
Charles Thornbatch...
He's my target, and to beat him, I need two things.
A valid reason to start a conflict with him in the first place, and the strength to beat him.
That led Raphael to his current position, sitting in the garden to achieve peace as he tried to contact Rachael, The White Dragon.
He could have done it in his room, but he did not want to set it on fire if, for some reason, something went wrong.
He crossed his legs in a meditative position and closed his eyes. Focusing on nothing as he cleared his mind.
Rachael... There is something I'd like to talk to you about.
As the words were spoken, the darkness of his eyelids slowly began to brighten, until he found himself inside of a familiar location.
He stood amidst the clouds in the strange realm that Rachael had now brought him to twice before.
This time, The White Dragon was lying down on a bed made of white clouds.
Her chin was propped up on her arm as she lay lazily, relaxed.
Her long white hair flowed loosely around her body, covering her most important areas, but still revealing enough to give Raphael a pleasant sight.
As he entered the realm, Rachael looked at him, a smile on her face.
"Wow, you've come to meet me again so soon?" Rachael said in a playful tone.
Raphael made his way over to the bed where she lay, testing its comfort with his hands before taking a seat. The White Dragon had now sat up in a cross-legged position, staring at him with puppy eyes.
He was still taken aback by how large her breasts were. It took all of his energy to stop himself from wondering what they would feel like in his hands.
"Well, technically this is the first time I've come here of my own volition, but never mind that."
He lay down on the bed, resting his head on the pillow of clouds whilst Rachael still watched him.
"I need help. I'm already strong, but for the plans I have in this world, I need to become even stronger. Is there any way you can help me?"
The White Dragon rubbed her hand on her chin, as her face scrunched in concentration.
After a few moments, her eyes lit up.
"Yes, there is. You could seek out the other four dragons, and take them as your own."
Raphael was filled with confusion.
The Other Dragons? He thought to himself, forgetting that Rachael could hear his every thought in this realm.
"Yes," she answered. "The other dragons. You do know there are five of us, right? All in the form of different human birthrights."
Raphael's face seemed to tell Rachael that he had no idea what she was talking about, so she explained.
Alongside Rachael, there are four other dragons, thus making five in total.
The White Dragon, Rachael.
The Black Dragon, unknown
The Red Dragon, unknown
The Golden Dragon, unknown
The Emerald Dragon, unknown
These five beings each manifested as birthrights, living inside of different humans spread around the earth, just as Rachael lived inside of Raphael.
There are many other birthrights in the world, but the dragons were some of the strongest.
"Do you know anything about these dragons? Where can I find them?" Raphael asked after hearing the explanation.
The more he heard about the dragons, the more lucky he felt to be given such a Birthright. Though, of course, he already knew that he was special from his childhood.
However, his mind wandered to thoughts of which of the dragons was the strongest.
Rachael's eyes lit up again as she bounced up and down on the bed in excitement.
"Yes! The Emerald Dragon is closest and related to your next mission. She belongs to a knight that works under Charles Thornbatch."
Raphael couldn't believe it.
The Emerald Dragon and Charles Thornbatch are in the same location. Can this be a coincidence? Am I truly lucky?
"Yes, you are lucky!" Rachael pointed out cheerfully. "But the question is, how will you be able to find the owner of the Dragon? I know nothing about what he looks like, so I can't help you there."
But Raphael didn't need help; he had a simple plan that he believed would work if the dragon owners were anything like him.
"Don't worry, I'll handle that when I get to the Thornbatch estate." Then, he reached over and patted Rachael's head, ruffling her hair a little bit. "Thank you, you've been a big help."
He couldn't help but glance down at her large breasts once more. Everything about Rachael's body seemed exaggerated. Her body was incredibly curvy and soft, despite her waist remaining thin and snatched.
The White-Haired Dragon returned his gaze, her scarred cheek now blushing.
And then, slowly, he began to fade out of the cloud realm and returned to his seat in the gardens.
When he reopened his eyes, no time had passed. The passage of time seemed to flow differently in the White Dragon's home.
So, not only do I have to conquer the five queens, but also the five dragons.
...
As he thought the thought, his mind flashed to Rachael's body.
...
Could they all possibly look like her? If so, then isn't stealing the dragons from their owners kind of like taking women from their boyfriends?
...
As he dwelled on the thought, he was filled with a deeper determination to achieve his new goal.
Maybe my time in Vailstone will be even more eventful than I initially thought.
He couldn't help but wonder what the dragons would look like.
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