The dragon's harem-Chapter 1080: Emerald Green

Mira arrived at Arad's room and looked inside. He was sitting on the bed with Lala standing beside the couch, "So you're the last one."

Mira scratched her chin, "Well, it's like we can do anything, can we?"

"Told you I'll find a way to fix that." Lala smiled and approached Arad, "Make it smaller using size magic. "You know that most women would die if you shoved that one foot long python inside them."

"They were fine, weren't they?" Arad tilted his head and Lala clenched a fist, "Want me to crack your skull?" She sat on the couch, "Elves are known for their extremely agility and flexibility, Eris wouldn't die even if you impaled her, Merida is the same, the only one that surprised me with her durability is Isdis."

"Mira is a demi-goddess?" Arad said and Lala nodded, "That's right, a demi-goddess, not a full goddess. She is by no means immortal. And….no, you probably don't need to know that."

"What is it?" Mira looked at her and Lala seemed a bit worried, "Fine…how should I explain this?"

"Humans fear and hate pain even though it's nothing more than the body's way of telling you that it's been damaged." She approached the two and lifted her right forearm. The nail of her left index finger grew as large as a knife and she slowly cut her the skin on her right forearm.

"I feel pain…but look, I've healed." Her wounds quickly disappeared. "The same is for humans, albeit it takes a longer time to heal. But why when you go outside, no one is willing to get wounded?"

"Of course, since it hurt," Arad replied and Lala needed. "That's true. Fighters even take turns hitting each other so they can get used to pain." Her eyes then shifted to Mira, "But…she isn't used to it."

"Even if she were to become an immortal goddess, death would still torment her mind due to pain. She'll lose her mind on her first death or major injury." Lala looked at Arad, "You can rip out your head and spine to dodge an attack and can endure that pain. The same is for Eris, Aella, Merida, and even Isdis who suffered through deadly cold."

Mira looked away, "I can endure some pain, I've crushed my fingers with the hammer and burned myself more times than I can remember."

"That won't compare with the pain of a fatal injury. and definitely not the pain of death." Lala pulled a small pouch filled with pills. "Holy Mother Grace, this medicine was developed by the great alchemist Olivia. It's usually given to pregnant angels and devils who have to fight so they won't miscarry due to pain or injury."

She threw the pouch to Mira, "There are twenty pills inside, eat one each month. Those should be more than you need."

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"Wait…why are you giving them to me?" Mira gasped and Lala stood, "Arad, you must help her temper her body so that if she got fatally wounded or even killed as a goddess she won't lose her mind."

"I can't exactly beat or torture her, right?" Arad glared at Lala and she sighed, "Of course you can't punch her across the room or bust a hole in her torso. Just start from normal martial training like having her punch and kick a tree to enduring the hits of a wooden sword."

"Pain without injury?" Mira thought about for a few seconds before her face paled, "Arad…I remembered something…Dalla's slaps."

"Yeah! If I use those at a lower power I won't even damage your skin." Arad smiled and Lala nodded, "That's it. For now, make yourself smaller and please her until she is satisfied. I would suggest using her butt afterward with your full size."

"She doesn't like it." Arad replied and Mira nodded, "I told you it hurt when you asked me about it before."

"And that's the point. A bit of pain mixed with pleasure would be a good start for you. You can also slap her if she can take, the butt is perfect to take the hits." Lala looked at Mira with a smile, "Of course, you can tell him to stop anyway."

Lala sat on the couch, "Take the pill and get going. We're almost finished, only Merlin is left after this."

Arad stopped, "Wait? Merlin?"

"It's complicated, but it's probably not like what you expect. Get Mira done and you'll see." Lala stood, "Since I've got nothing else to do here, I'll go see Merlin and give her some advice."

As Arad started with Mira, something else was happening outside. A nine-foot-tall woman took a step outside Arad's castle in Alina. All of the nobles who were lined up waiting for their turn to enter turned back and looked.

"Who is that?!" A young man gasped with a red face, he had never seen such a woman before. Her emerald eyes, long dark green hair, snow white skin, long sharp green nails, and large chest that bounced with each step.

CLACK! CLACK! With each step she took, the nobles realised she isn't someone they can offend just based on her clothes. She wore an emerald green tight one-piece dress made of demonic silk and dragon scales, her whole body was decorated with over a kilogram of gold ranging from earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and ankle shackles. She even wore rings on her toes which paled before her high heel shoes that were sculpted from a single piece of jade.

"Look who's here…" Alcott was sitting at the table beside the gate getting drunk with the guards, "What are you doing here?" He looked at her with a smug smile and waved his large mug of beer.

The woman looked at him with a grin on her face, "Where is he?"

"Not here, out on some business." Alcott stood, "Care to get a drink? Or you'll go straight inside?"

"I came here to investigate something important. Everything else can wait." She replied with a smile as she skipped the line. No one dared to speak up against her. They had never seen a human this huge beside Baron Arad, and even he didn't look this fancy and intimidating at the same time.

"Fine, I'll take you into the castle." He signalled for the guards to open the door. One of them approached him, "Sir, are you sure we don't need to inspect her? She looks suspicious." He whispered.

The woman laughed in the back, "You dare suggest you'll inspect me? Alcott, are you leading a band of perverts now?"

Alcott sighed, "There is no need to inspect you, and even if we wanted, she'll be inspecting you." He pointed at the wall and the woman smiled, "Hoo…I usually don't allow anyone to touch me but I'll make an exception for her."

The room Alcott pointed toward was a part of Loci and the woman seemed to notice that. If it's the land itself she has no reason to object.

"As I said, we don't need to inspect you. Come with me." Alcott waved his hand and she giggled, "What if I held some weapons…no, poison to kill the king. You can't let me pass, can you…no, the king getting poisoned, that would be fun to watch live."

Everyone was stunned and the only one who looked indifferent was Alcott. The poor soldiers couldn't believe their ears and one growled, "You know such a thread would land you in jail no matter who you are?"

"AH! The poor and delicate me getting framed by the guards and jailed. What a sob story." She started walking toward Alcott, "Don't you agree?"

"Why would I inspect a weapon? Just come in." He then looked at the guards, "Don't ever dare cross her again. She let you live this time, but in the next one I might not be able to save you." He sighed and the woman looked at him with a smug face.

"You'll be able to save some of them. You're Alcott after all, the whole world knows of your adventures and achievements." She looked at him, pretending to be supportive.

"Well, if you're an idiot and attack them physically, I might be able to save some of them." He looked at her with a smile, "But your stinking breath would send half the city to hell. One fart and everyone's dead."

"What are you saying. I'm a graceful lady, I'll never do such a thing." She walked toward him, "Let's head to the castle, where is our ride?" She looked around.

"We're walking there, or running, whatever you want." Alcott looked at her and she frowned. "You want me to walk? Bring me a carriage at once, one that is plated with gold and driven by two white mares."

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"You…how did you know?" Alcott gasped and she looked at him with a smug face. "I saw it when I was flying. Such a fancy carriage is the only thing I'll ride…beside him."

"That carriage was a gift from the elvish queen Cerilla to Baron Arad. It's for her wedding." He sighed and she clapped hands.

"Chop! Chop! Human, hurry and bring it for me!"

Alcott jumped toward the castle to go and bring the carriage, leaving the woman standing alone in the street.

She looked around and saw one of the guards standing there, a tall, strong woman wearing heavy armor. "You there, come here." She called and the knight woman rushed toward her. Seeing how Alcott treated her, the knights knew they better listen to her, she must be some powerful individual that even he doesn't want to offend for nothing.

"On the ground on all four, hurry." She pointed down and the woman looked at her with a confused face. "I said on the ground, now."

The knight stood on all four and the woman sat on her back, putting one leg on another, "You there!" She pointed at a villager, a young woman who was in her house's garden washing clothes. "Come here at once!"

Hearing the call, the poor woman rushed out as fast as she could. The last thing she wanted was to start trouble with the knights. "What might your grace want?" She knelt down and the woman looked at her with a smile.

"Are you married yet?"

Hearing that question, the poor woman took a step back, "No, I'm not."

"Why is that? I doubt you lack in anything." The woman asked with a smile.

The poor woman looked around, seeing that the strange woman was sitting on the back of one of the knights. She is clearly a problem that they can't deal with. "Personal matters."

"Hoo…from today you're my maid. Go bring one of the towels you were washing, your first job is polishing my shoes. Got dirty walking on that dusty stone bridge." The woman growled with an annoyed face.

"I'm sorry, but I can't." The poor woman started shaking. She knew the guards couldn't save her.

"Can't? Why?"

"I'm taking care of my elderly mother. I've got no siblings so I can't leave her side." The moment the poor woman replied, the strange woman spoke, "Then your mother comes with us as well."

The strange woman waved her fingers and a magic circle appeared in the air. She shoved her hand inside and pulled a handful of gold coins and gems. "You first payment." She extended her hand to the poor woman.

In the woman's palm were almost a hundred gold coins, several gems each worth at least a couple hundred gold coins, and a black diamond. The moment the guards saw that diamond they froze in place, "Wait…that thing is real?"

The black diamond alone was worth a few hundred thousand gold coins. Enough to fund building the whole castle. Probably not even the kingdom's current treasury could boast such wealth.

"It is real…I heard it's worth a bit to humans." The woman shook her hand, "Take it, your mother would get paid as well. Currently I have no human servants, can't bring the little buggers here after all."

When Alcott returned, the guards had already rounded up the woman and her mother. He asked the guards what happened but their explanation made little to no sense to him. "If you two don't want to work for her I'll make her let you go." Alcott looked at them and the poor woman shook her head, "Well... I don't want to work for her. Not with her snatching me like this…"

"Then why?"

"With how much she paid… I can't really say no." The poor woman replied with a troubled face and showed Alcott what she was paid. "Hey! Green one!" Alcott growled at the strange woman.

"What?"

"Do you have a blood red ruby?" He approached her and whispered, "I'll give you two for free on one condition." She giggled and nodded, "What do you want?"

"Nothing, just be on my side." She smiled.

"I'm neutral." He growled.

"I don't mean that, the other one." Hearing her Alcott gasped as if he understood something, "Got it!" And she gave two large blood red rubies.

When the carriage arrived at the castle, the king and the elvish queen walked out to see who the arrogant woman was who took the carriage. "Alcott, who is she?"

"My daughter in law."