Chapter 36: The City of Gods and the Dragon's Love.

Northern-Eastern border of Gaul. Four days later.

...

It's been four days since they departed from Gerth and the companionship reached the borders between Gaul and Dragonia, which is a cold, mountainous region. Junayd steered the leash to lead the horses of their wagon for a safer path. Elaine, Arcturus, and Gerome were sleeping under their blankets while Daniella huddled together with Reginald. Oliver was busy polishing her rapier and Elen was wide awake to keep observing the rear of any bandit ambushes.

At the side of the wagon, Ash rode on top of Sif, as well as Sasha. The priestess clings to his waists to prevent her from falling when traversing the rough path leading to some civilisation.

"How long 'till we reach Dragonia?" The Priestess of Lescatie asked.

"Not long. The nearest settlement is within an hour's reach." Her knight responded until he noticed a winged figure flying in a distance. He pulled out his binoculars to see the flying individual for a closer look. "Huh... there's a wyvern in a distance."

Sasha felt her skin shudder uncomfortably. Hearing those words that relate to dragons gives fear into her heart. She knew dragons were one of the most powerful monster girls in existence, and their magic alone would bring down an army or even a kingdom to their knees.

But the priestess remembered hearing the tales from Ash Cyrus. There was a story that she has never heard of. It was a tale when a Race of Lords, hailing from the time of ancients, had brought down the immortal dragons with their mysterious powers of the Great Souls and driven them to near extinction. Such tales amazed her and yet frightened her at the same time to think that they exist.

She wondered from where did these Lords achieve these powers? Sasha knew the existence of the Chief God or other deities of known pantheons did not hold any presence in his old lands that had worshipped other gods. Aside from the mysterious blacksmith deity, which gave the mortals their Titanite, and their prized possessions. She also heard the tales from Andre that the Gods walked among the humans like titans and she didn't expect to hear such a society exists where humans and gods lived together in the same realm.

"We're almost there... look." Ash then points his finger out and her eyes followed where he was showing her. "Over there, that's a settlement."

Sasha turns her attention around at a distant mountain, covered under the thick fog until it slowly dissipates, revealing a large town surrounded by walls and airships that were present in the airspace.

"It looks more magnificent than the towns I've seen before," Sasha said in awe.

"Hmph, an Empire of Dragons... I reckon they are a different breed in this new world." Sif said in concern while thinking back to his old days. "I remember the times when Artorias used to fight against the Dragons alongside the Four Knights and among them is the Legendary Dragonslayer named Ornstein."

"Ornstein, a legendary dragonslayer?" Sasha raised her brow curiously. "Is he a powerful hero?"

The priestess remembers some kind of history she had learned during her training. There was a time, a powerful kingdom existed before Dragonia, it was once known as the Great Dragai Empire and it had dragonslayers for over a thousand years ago in the times of the former demon lords. Heroes of the Order were given such titles when their actions are recognised once they slayed a dragon. But now, they were no more since the current demon lord turned them into beautiful maidens and the only ones who hunt dragons were their descendants; the dragon hunters. They prevail up to this day and only a few remained to train and slay the dragons of the current era.

"... Yes, the knight of the Firstborn is indeed strong, and he's the captain of the Four Knights of Gwyn." Sif clarified his experience of meeting the dragonslayer. "I know this man has been slaying down countless dragons and many more of their descendants after the War of the Flames. His strength alone is never to be underestimated."

Hearing his tale made shivers down her spine. Slaying a dragon was an impressive feat for a hero, but slaying countless more was beyond that limit.

Then Sasha asked another question. "So... how strong are we talking exactly?"

"... Enough to put down an army of heroes. I even doubt the Baphomets of the Demon Lord could barely stand a chance," Ash answered blankly as Sasha fell speechless. "Dragonslayers of Lordran were trained by the Firstborn of Lord Gywn... and they are truly in a different league. There are tales that speak of one peculiar Dragonslayer and that is Ornstein... It is said this knight of the Great Lord was faster than lightning, and his thunder could send a hundred men flying in one fell swoop. His spear will slice through boulders, even the hardest ones, into two with ease, like butter."

Ash knew the strength of Ornstein had been displayed in the Cathedral of Anor Londo. He underestimated him many times in his death visions before taking him down and the other knight who guarded the same place, a giant cannibal named Smough. Those were the worse experience he ever had of facing them. He felt uneasy that he knows this Ornstein he fought in the previous age is nothing more than an illusion. If he were to face the real one will be another story.

"Great... before we would enter, I need to change my armour," Ash said nonchalantly.

"Um... Should I change my attire too?"

"... Yes."

Ash was aware that entering a demon realm, the denizens were very suspicious of their identity and soon be easily recognised by the monsters who had close connections with someone they were affiliated with, especially the Radical Faction from the Royal Makai. Dragonia was one of the closest allies of the Demon Lord and the Astoran knew it. He brought up his portable, handy-dandy, bottomless box and pulls out a Maiden Robe before handing it out to Sasha.

"Here. This set of clothing will give you some warmth."

...

Half an hour later, Sasha tied up a knot to lock the white cape on her shoulders and dusted off the dirt from the lower section of her skirt. She exited the carriage and shows her new attire to the group.

"H-How do I look?" Sasha asked shyly.

Elaine inspected the new attire up and down until she brought a thumbs up. "You look good, Sasha!"

"I'd say you look fine wearing that," Olivier said in delight, with an acceptable nod. "But what about Ash?"

Sasha turns her gaze around and her knight exited the carriage. Ash now appears differently than usual and wore the most intimidating armour that anyone in the group had imagined. A bulky set of armour, a rectangular black greatshield and a familiar massive black sword behind his back, yet the gigantic sword alone brought Sasha some terrible memories about that terrifying weapon since the invasion of Lescatie. Plus, in addition, he still has his broadsword hanging beside his right waist.

Elaine gawked at his armour. "By the Lords... You're so big!"

"A very impressive armour!" Junayd noted with an impression while intriguingly cupping his cheeks. "But what man could carry such weight?"

"Say, Ash, from where did you get that armour?" Gerome asked in awe. "That armour and that sword weighed over three tons... but you're handling it well!"

"Hmm, what can I say? I just found them in the place called Anor Londo while messing around," Ash answered while crossing his arms together as he remembers some terrible memories. That time when he tried to fend off some Painting Guardians before receiving the set and knew its owner. Ash then expressed his proud smirk behind his helmet. "And yes, this weighs a lot. But I have enough training to wield this huge bastard."

The Black Iron set; was a heavy, sturdy armour providing great defence. It once belonged to a famed warrior who hailed from Berenike. He had been keeping this armour for a long time prior to his entry into this new world. He wouldn't wear the armour due to the bulkiness and sheer weight alone that might leave cracks on weak platforms. Nevertheless, it brings astounding protection from any harsh environment and absorbs a great deal of damage.

Eventually, he can still move adequately without problems while going through narrow passages remains an issue.

"You know, wearing that armour truly makes you a giant," Elen commented with a cocky smile. "Especially, you're gonna give any mamono a heart attack when they see you... right?"

Elen then turns her gaze to the left and sees Daniella hiding behind Reginald out of fear because of Ash's deterring armour.

"R-right! I'd better not piss him off if my life depends on it!" Daniella stuttered out in fright while Reginald chuckled. He pats his girlfriend on top of her head to comfort her. "H-Hey~! Reginald! Cut that out!"

Reginald smiled when Daniella pouts at him in annoyance. "... You're cute when you looked scared."

Daniella couldn't help but blush at his statement before turning her gaze away from him in embarrassment. Another hour passed by. The group arrived at the entrance of a mamono settlement with their cloaks on and a single dragon knight stepped forwards to greet the newcomers.

"Welcome newcomers to the town of Drachenspitz!" The dragon knight said out loud proudly. "I presume you came to our country as tourists?"

Ash and Sasha exchanged their glances in confusion before the Astoran Knight in disguise stepped up while producing a scroll from his pouch.

"We're here for this quest," Ash said as he handed over the quest sheet. "Mind that we can meet our client?"

The dragon knight reads down the quest sheet and noticed the official royal seal. She made a dreadful gasp as soon as she realised that this group of adventurers were on a very serious job. The mamono knew no one in Dragonia will take that job and this quest alone has a serious high risk of death when they wander to that "place" and then never return after hearing the news of a dreadful incident where an expeditionary force had been decimated by an unknown force.

Now their quest sheets had reached into the hands of the Federation and knew it attracted countless human warriors seeking thrills of adventures for fame and to test their strengths. Their arrival to Dragonia to explore that dangerous place is not something they expected, but Dracolinde was desperate for help to fight against these armoured monstrosities which have been terrorising the frontier regions of the empire for the past days.

"I-I see... then come with me." The dragon knight said while waving a gesture. Ash and Sasha acknowledged and followed her. "We will bring you to Dragonia's capital and speak to Dracolinde, the sister of the Red Queen."

Olivier couldn't help but shiver when she heard the name "the Red Queen". The Musketeer knew the Red Dragons are one of the most powerful breeds of dragons in the world, and bringing such monster girls to their bad side will mean an end to an unfortunate empire. She wished for the existence of Dragonslayer Ornstein to be true and cull these dragons if they ever pose a threat to humanity.

Once they entered the town, the Dragon Knights and its citizens were surprised to see an unusual group of humans and mamono come into their place until they stepped back in awe to witness a massive wolf accompanying them. While traversing the main street of the town, Ash saw the denizens of the large settlement compromises of dragon mamono and a very few mamono of different types, who were also present, such as the Chimaeras and the Manticores. He knew these monster girls in the books were said to have exaggerated strengths and power. Luckily, he was well-equipped to deal with them if they ever got to their dangerous side for no reason.

"It was said this was supposed to be a land of dragons," Sif spoke telepathically, unamused. "What I see here are a bunch of crossbreeds living in this place."

"They are, in fact, dragons. These monster girls can turn themselves into real ones," Ash informed the Greatwolf. "Trust me, I read the book."

Sif mulled. "Hmm... A strange world indeed."

"I have a question, dear visitors. May I have your names?" Ash turned his attention to the curious Dragon Knight, asking for their names. "Pardon me for not asking your identity. I almost forgot my duty as a knight to know the names of foreigners who came to this place."

"My name...? Well, I am obliged to answer your question." Ash responded politely with a nod while exposing his fake identity with pride. "The name is Tarkus... Tarkus Berenike, a mercenary from Albion. My friends also called me Iron Tarkus, due to my armour."

"Wow, his fake identity doesn't sound that bad," Elen whispered to Elaine, and the orc agrees in response. "Now I wonder what Sasha's identity would be?"

"And this is... Reah Thorolund. My dear assistant." Ash introduced Sasha's fake identity to the Dragon Knight before glancing back at his companions. "You can tell your names."

"Arcturus."

"Elaine."

"Gerome."

"Junayd."

"Olivier"

"Elen."

"Reginald."

"You don't have any family names?" The dragon knight asked in bewilderment while pointing her finger at all of them.

"We came from an all-commoner society," Arcturus replied while nervously scratching the back of his head while pointing his thumb towards Daniella. "But except her, she's from a vampire family."

"Daniella von Andrei," Reginald turned his gaze at his girlfriend, who was performing a polite bow to the dragon knight. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The Andrei family? I've heard it's one of the most powerful vampire families across the known monster realms. Then may I see your seal?" The Dragon Knight inquired about her identification, and the dhampir pulls up a medallion with a tiny green magic gem lodged in the middle. The dragon touched the orb and felt the magic to verify her status and acknowledge it. "Ah! So that confirms it. Then welcome to Dragonia~! I bet that man beside you is your lover, I presume~?

"Oh, thank you~! And of course, he is my lover~!" Daniella replied as she hummed with joy while hugging Reginald by his left arm. "But we can take a tour of this empire later on if we have some time."

"O-Oh...! I see." The dragon knight then looks down with a blush. "I-I wish I was just as lucky as you. Your lover is indeed handsome~"

Upon hearing the dragon's words, Elen felt agitated whilst she reached the hilt of her moon crescent blade. She doesn't care if the dragons were said to be the strongest creatures all around the world, while Reginald and Elaine expressed their fears about seeing her emitting a deadly aura of killing intent. The Dragon Knight felt a sudden chill on her spine and didn't know where that shivery feeling comes from as if Death itself was observing her from beyond.

"I'd hope she doesn't escalate into trouble," Gerome muttered nervously behind his helmet while turning to Junayd. "Wouldn't you agree?"

"Well, let's hope not. But beware; dhampirs of the five factions can suck out the energy from their opponents." Junayd said quietly while raising his index finger. Pointing directly toward Elen. "Her ability alone can overwhelm a dragon. Imagine if she could suck out some blood of the Red Queen. I dread she might bury an entire kingdom if they ever provoke her ire."

Arcturus and Gerome couldn't help but feel dread, while Elaine didn't seem to care about his explanation. She was happy that Elen joined them in case the dragons were doing their arrogant acts against them for no reason and unjust accusations. The orc knows she's a descendant of Catherine, the Dragon of Northern Gaul. Her great-grandmother was a better dragon and her ancestor, Solaire, had taught her the value of human life and standards of living.

"Reah Thorolund, huh," Sasha whispered to Ash beside her with a smile. "I like that nice name."

"It's from... somebody I know," Ash said with sad nostalgia whilst he still remembers the fate of the Thorolund Maiden. 'Let's not delve into this.'

"Here we are~! We reserved an airship for newcomers!" The Dragon Knight raised her arms high to show them the sights of tall mountains and settlements dotted all across the mountainous region. The pride of their empire. "Oh! By the way, I am Lythia~! A member of the Dragon Knight's Order and I also work for Dragonia's Travel Bureau! At your service~!"

Ash couldn't help but chuckle at her overly-exaggerating behaviour. She's doing her best to make herself better while trying to be friendly towards foreigners such as him and his companions. Then, of course, her unnecessarily sultry voice made him grunt in discomfort. In his experiences from a few months ago, he heard a lot of mamono he comes across were making such voices to tempt the males to be their husbands. But now, he was used to it.

"... An empire of dragons... promote tourism?" Sif said out loud, telepathically in question, and his voice caught the attention of the dragon knight once she heard it in her head. That alone truly caught her off guard. "Huh, I never expect this. I wonder if the people of Lordran would think about this place...?"

"D-Did that giant wolf... just talked!?" Lythia points her shaking finger towards Sif. "I-I thought it's just some mere beast?"

"I am Sif, a Knight who hailed from a far-off place of Anor Londo. It will be your last when you mistake me for a mindless beast." The Wolf growled as his eyes pierce through her very soul. Even though she is a dragon, seeing the eyes of the Greatwolf made her shiver in dread. "A dragon such as thee, must not taketh to look down on a Knight such as I, trained by a veteran from the War of Fire."

Lythia was stunned when she first heard his first sentence. She would have lectured this giant wolf if he knows who she is, but the bravery and the determination that the Greatwolf displayed in his eyes truly amazed her. Even in front of a dragon, he does not show any hints of fear of her nature. But wait... he?

"You're a... male?" Lythia asked out loud, dumbfounded.

"... Indeed, I am. And be careful of whom thou speak, dragon." Sif said while glancing his eyes down at her. "I do not take likely at the words of thine arrogant pride."

The dragon knight will not take it likely at his insult and had the urge to protest back with anger filling her mind. Yet the eyes of the citizens caught her questionable behaviour to see her arguing with the massive wolf. She stopped and, knowing their reactions, the Dragon Knight sighed in defeat with one certain thing which crosses her mind. A tourist guide such as her would do something embarrassing that will tarnish the reputation of the Tourist Bureau and she'll be lecturing with the giant wolf in private once they entered the airship.

Upon boarding the Airship, the bell rang, and the ship takes off into the skies. Hours passed and Arcturus went to the wooden railings and felt the fresh windy air gently brush against his skin with a relieving sensation until his nose caught an assaulting aroma.

"Ugh! This smell!" He coughed out loud in disgust. "Where did it come from!?"

"I.. think it comes from there." Elaine points her finger at the ship's funnels while covering her nose with a handkerchief. "I thought that was supposed to be ordinary smoke, but..."

"It's actually demonic mana that comes from their engines." Arcturus and Elaine turned around and saw Junayd covering both his nose and mouth with a red bandana. "This entire ship is powered with Mana Cages. At least we have to stay inside the ship until we arrived at the capital if you don't want to breathe 'tis intoxicating air for long."

"Ah shit, here we go again." Elaine groaned in distress. "Just like the Fallen Tower when we first entered that place, which smelled like a shithole."

"I wonder what are the others doing right now?" Arcturus wondered before the realisation hits him in the head. "Wait... since this ship is radiating with Demonic Energy... shit! Don't tell me... Sasha and Olivier were in the process of becoming monsters!"

"Huh!?... Oh... shit. Now that you're telling it. We gotta warn Gerome!" Elaine cursed after hearing his statement before slapping her hand against her forehead. Thus, she went down on her way into the cabin section of the ship. "Come on! Don't just wait there and let them be influenced by some slut energy!"

...

"Hah~! Hah~! Reginald~! I'm getting wet~!" Reginald felt a shudder from his spine when Daniella acted strangely. To be exact, in a depraving way. "I want to do it now~... Please~? Pretty please~?"

The dhampir held her boyfriend by his arms tight, and her insides were dripping with wetness. Elen fell deathly silent once she saw her acting this way, and her hands were shaking and clenched into fists, having an urge to knock her out. That is not until Gerome barged into the room while knocking on the door.

"Hey, you guys okay?" Gerome asked and noticed Daniella was nudging Reginald's arm as her hand went slowly down for his trouser. "By the lords, she's acting up."

"Is there a way to calm this bitch's senses?" Elen growled while looking down at Daniella. "Hurry up before I have a mighty need to knock her out because she's doing something unnecessary... right in front of a person who's trying to sleep!"

"Yeah, can you fix that?" Reginald agrees with his sister while casually raising his hand for help.

Gerome breathed out as he rolled his eyes before walking up to the couple while pulling out a small vial of Divine Blessing and handing it over to Reginald.

"Here. It will cull her from getting aroused." Gerome instructed. "The effect will last for a week. So make sure to count the days until we leave the demon realm."

Meanwhile, in the other cabin rooms of the ship. Ash placed his Iron Helmet aside on the wooden table while organising his loadout and the equipment in his bottomless box until he noticed the two women approaching him with squeaking moans. The Astoran felt something wasn't right and once he turned around; the knight saw Olivier and Sasha saunter toward him and both of them were giving him their lustful gazes.

"Ufufu~ Ash is indeed handsome~!" Sasha spoke in a bewitching tone while a blush appeared on her cheeks. "But what if I told you that the men of Astora were all handsome? Wouldn't you agree, dear Olivier~?

"Y-Yes~!... Ah-Ahn~! The Silver-Blue Knight is indeed a very rough man~!" Olivier moaned with a wide, demented smile as she fumbled with her breasts, and the nipples behind her leather armour became hard. "I can't wait... to share our love with him... and feel his big meaty dick inside us~!"

Ash reeled back in grim realisation to see the glowing pink hearts appearing within the pupils of their eyes and their behaviours acted like depraving prostitutes until his nose caught the stench coming from all directions. He noticed the familiar, awful smell that came from the surroundings of their room was none other than the Demonic Mana itself. Even though the entire cabin section of the airship is now filled with the lustful moans of other monster couples can be heard from other nearby rooms while doing their pleasurable times with their husbands and love partners.

'I could've known that certain machinery in the realms of monsters was powered by their mana,' Ash spoke mentally while clenching his fists. 'Yet they radiate out such energy, coupled with the copulating monster pairs nearby... Damnation, they're already in the process of becoming monsters and I need to get the stone fast!'

Ash was about to reach for the Purging Stone in his bottomless box, but the two women acted fast and pulled him away from the box until they hustled him against the wooden floor. The two women, now influenced by the succubus' energy, weighed themselves on top of Ash. The Silver-Blue Knight in his Black Iron Armor slowly pushed himself up while the two women struggled to keep him down.

"Ash! Please don't resist~!" Sasha pleaded. "We want to establish our love~!"

"Me too~!" Olivier agreed as she begged him. "I want to taste your magnificent spirit so badly~!"

Ash swore that Oliver's wish would make his Dark Soul devour the temptations of her succubus' desires without hesitation if she ever dares. Despite their efforts to keep him low, he pushes himself against these women off him and promptly gets the stones to turn them back to normal. Fortunately, help arrived once Junayd and Arcturus barged into their room and saw Sasha and Olivier trying to pin down Ash in their attempts to rape him.

"Ugh, right in time!" Ash grunts with a smile of relief until he held the two by their collars with his strength. He pinned them down to the floor, restraining them. "I need help here, quick!"

"No! Ash, please let us go~!" Sasha cried out as she tried to get up. "We promise, we won't rob off your life~!"

"W-We're innocent!" Olivier struggled to pry off his hands. "We have done nothing wrong with you!"

Despite the strength of monsters they've received from the influence of the succubus, they did not expect that he, a human, can still overwhelm them both. The Knight of Sunlight and the Carthus Warrior inspect the conditions of the two maidens of the Order, who were struggling to pry their hands off their collars. Thus Junayd noticed the succubus tails slowly grew out of their rears and horns sprouted from behind their heads. Arcturus pulls up a medium-sized vial and Ash noticed the divine blessing he held in his hands.

"That won't work. It wouldn't turn them back to normal," Ash said in rejection while tilting his head sideways. "It only culls down their rousing."

"Who said it's just an ordinary blessing?" Arcturus smirks once he pulls out the cork. "This is a new one."

Arcturus then shoved the vial through Olivier's lips and the divine liquid poured, then he turns to Sasha and did the same. Arcturus advised Ash to let them go, and he did according to his instructions. Thus, within a few seconds later, the two women coughed until they screamed out in pain as they curled up in torment. The two monsterized women wrestled themselves as they struggled to spit the liquid out, but to no avail. It was already spreading within their veins. Once the effects of the blessing kicked in, their succubus tails and horns crumbled into dust, and their screams died down as they dropped unconsciously to the floor.

Ash then looks up to Arcturus in disbelief until the Knight of Sunlight held up his vial in pride.

"Hah! behold, my unique invention I've made!" Arcturus stated proudly. "I called this a Reverse Blessing! I just experimented with it while extracting the essence of the Purging Stone. Just about the right place and time to use it on monsterized humans."

"... You blended the purging essence into a blessing?" Ash raised his eyes in astonishment. "Huh... that's quite ingenious."

"The new blessing seems quite effective." Junayd smiled in agreement while looking down at Sasha and Oliver before asking Arcturus. "Since it is a new potion... how long will the effect last?"

"About that... Well, I don't know how long it will last." Arcturus said while scratching the back of his head in question. "Normally, giving this to the people with mana. My theory is that their limited immunity would last for a couple of weeks. I bet around a week or so? I'm not so sure."

"At least I'm glad we cull them down." Ash patted Arcturus on the back of his right shoulder with respect. "As long as they don't turn into monsters, the better we understand about their long-term effects will be distinguished."

...

Dungeon City of Anor Londo.

...

"Is it still here?"

Elt slowly opened the door to peek out if there were enemies nearby and thus, to his relief, there were none. He looks back to his beloved wife, sleeping on a bed in a relaxed state, yet the condition of her body appeared to be battered and bruised while some of her body parts were wrapped up with bandages from all that is left.

She was gravely injured from their last fight against the inhabitants of this accursed city, and the overconfidence of her new monster powers had severely underestimated them. Elt cursed himself that their honeymoon vacation turned into a nightmare.

"Elt... Elt, please don't leave me..." Elt heard his lover mutter in her sleep, begging for him. "No... Please, Elt..."

"Don't worry, Mary." Elt hushed while caressing his wife's head to soothe her down to sleep. "I'm here... I won't leave you."

But how did this happen...? Let's rewind the time for a bit.

...

Anor Londo, four days earlier.

...

"City of the Gods, huh..." Wilmarina reads it out loud in awe as the letters vanished from their sight. "I never heard about this place before."

For Elt, observing the majestic city from a higher place is indeed a beautiful sight to behold until he felt a dreadful aura that had reached the incubus senses that gives him chills throughout his spine. It was unlike anything he had ever felt.

Such old feelings are meant to be forgotten since Lescatie turned into a demon realm. Yet this place alone... It was something off until the Dark Hero took a path down the stairs, leading them to a wide street filled with bridges and buildings everywhere.

"Come on Elt~! Let's discover the place!" Wilmarina hummed in a cheerful mood as she calls out for her husband. "I am sure we'll find here something that can beat the Silver-Blue Knight!"

"Mary... are you sure about that?" Elt scrunched his brows in disbelief. "I thought that armour we bought days ago was supposed to unlock the secrets of his weakness."

"I know, but there was none!" Wilmarina groaned in displease while crossing her arms before perking up her head, filled with optimism. "I am sure this place will find some answers!"

"Mary... look, I know you're getting optimistic and all. But...?" Elt said it uneasily until he noticed some figure walking down the street. "Hey! Check that out! There's someone!"

Elt pointed out and Wilmarina followed where his fingers were directed at. In a distance, she saw a towering figure. A knight wore a full plate armour that shines like silver. The being seems to patrol around and alone, minding its own business like a guard.

"Huh... should we greet this guy?" Elt asked while pointing his thumb towards the knight. "But by the looks of it... isn't this guy way too tall for a person?"

Wilmarina narrowed her gaze for a closer look and sees there was nothing unusual about this guy, except for the unusual height.

"Maybe we should greet that guy and tell us something," Wilmarina said and Elt agrees. Thus, the succubus went out to greet the knight while waving her hands. "Yoo-hoo~! Hey! What's your name and can you tell us some directions?"

When it hears her voice, the Silver Knight stopped in its tracks. Elt felt unnerved by its behaviour as it acts more like... a machine. Then the Silver Knight turned its attention to the succubus while Elt observed the dark, hollowed face of the knight. The appearance alone gives off a wave of death and Elt reeled back in shock as felt his senses go numb by its aura alone.

"M-Mary! Let's turn back!" Elt cried out loud to his wife. "That man... h-he's dangerous!"

"Huh? What do you mean-"

And thus, without warning, the Silver Knight crouched down, imbuing the spear with lightning, and flung itself at high speed. Wilmarina soon noticed the knight begin its attack and dodged it in a nick of time while making a graceful backflip and summoned her sword, Oruforyu.

"Take this!"

Wilmarina swung her blade down and hit the Silver Knight against the back... with no signs of scratches or damages present on its armour. Nevertheless, this is the mamono way of fighting to weaken their enemy's spirit energy. They were not allowed to kill, even if it was a being of unknown origins, and she would be happy when she will turn this being into one of their own.

But little did she know...

"Whew, you almost got me there." Wilmarina smiled proudly while looking up at the Silver Knight. "You seem to act like a monster from the times of the former Demon Lord, perhaps? Maybe we'll turn you into a lovely-"

*BAM!*

Before she would finish her sentence, the Dark Hero felt the right side of her face getting one hard smack from the Silver Knight's sudden shield bash to attack the rear. She felt the strong emotion coursing through her, which was meant to forget that thing she used to call when she was suffering as a human.

... and that sentiment was called... Pain.

"AGH!"

Wilmarina was sent flying, and the succubus smashed against the white walls of a nearby building. The pain was so hard that it was unbearable. Luckily, the succubus was still kicking as she stood up and wipes off the blood from her nose. Now that thing got her in a bad mood and Elt felt worried for her after receiving that deadly blow.

"Getting serious, are you? I will make you feel our love!"

Wilmarina raised her sword, Oruforyu, and lashed out a powerful blast against the Silver Knight in one fell swoop until an explosion erupted. The Dark Hero then smiled proudly at her display of sheer power until she noticed something was off. Her eyebrow rose in confusion.

'Strange... Why does it feel... dreadful here?'

Thus, the impossible happened. Out from the dust cloud, the Silver Knight stood up, unscathed, and its eyes soon glow red while spots of cinders wrapped up across the hollow's armour. While seeing this, the Dark Hero's smile fell and her mouth gaped in disbelief. The Silver Knight then flung itself at the Succubus Hero once more and Wilmarina knew this move. Once the hollow plunged its spear at its target, Wilmarina strafed to the right and reappears behind the hollowed knight.

Just before she would plunge her sword, the Silver Knight caught her act from the rear and bashed its shield, smacking her face one more time, leaving her stunned at her place before the hollow swung its spear in a horizontal slash with its miracle-imbued blade left a bloody gash across her chest and the electric current flows within her, giving her a world to know about the meaning of true pain.

"GYAAAAHH!"

For the first time in her life, not even when she was a human back then, now knew what genuine pain was like, aside from her emotions alone. This one is unbearable to imagine the feel. Wilmarina stood paralyzed until the Silver Knight then swung its spear in an uppercut, sending her flying into the air.

"MARY!"

Elt stood in horror when he saw how the knight sends his wife went flying into the air before falling. Then the Silver Knight plunged its spear to give another deadly blow and then threw her off into the ground, crashing on the cobblestone floors while leaving off another round of pain with its lightning miracle. The hero succubus struggled while getting up and squirming in agony, but the lightning miracle that coursed through her body was intense that she couldn't resist such torturous feelings.

"Argh!... Elt, help me!"

"Mary! Hold on!" Elt ran to his wife and was horrified to see her condition end up in an awful shape. "Oh, no... please don't die on me!"

*Clack!*

Elt felt his body freeze in pure fear and look up at the Silver Knight, which was slowly marching its feet to the couple while giving off a menacing glare of its red eyes staring right into his soul. He couldn't believe that this being alone got rid of the strongest succubus in Lescatie and the head of the Dark Ice Flower with ease!

"Damnit... Damnit!" Elt then grits his teeth and is forced to carry Wilmarina in his arms in a bridal style while running off from the dangerous place. "I need to find an exit to get out of here!"

While escaping from the Silver Knight, Elt took around the corner before stopping in his tracks when he saw a humongous being standing right in front of him. Then the giant golden knight reared its head down on the intruder and the incubus made a nervous gulp. The giant moved and raised its axe, which forced Elt to run away as he could before the massive axe head fell and landed near his side, almost making him into a bloody pulp.

"I'm sorry for intruding on your place!" He yelled in apology while his feet fledged for his and his wife's life.

While trying to escape the city, he saw more Silver Knights and Golden Giants in their patrol. Then they noticed an intruder stepping into their domain and all of them went to pursue him. The poor incubus ran while trying to traverse his way through the hellish maze which disguised itself as a majestic city he once believed.

While sprinting through, he took another path and went across a long, white bridge. He soon noticed more Silver Knights appeared on the rooftops and drew their massive bows.

Elt stepped back in hesitation while Wilmarina looks up at them while shivering in fear before his feet felt something behind him. He turns his gaze around and looked down. Thus, his eyes dilate with horror.

The couple saw five decaying corpses comprising three lizardmen and a couple of wyverns. All of them were impaled by long, oversized arrows and noticed their insignia at the collars on their necks. They belonged to the lost expeditionary force of Dragonia's Dragon Knights. Wilmarina gasped at the display of their gruesome deaths while Elt swallowed a lump through his throat before noticing the Silver Knight Archers drawing their bows and unleashing their arrows.

The incubus ran once more at the moment they released their dragonslayer arrows and all of them almost landed at his mark as close calls.

"JUST WHAT IN THE HEL IS THIS PLACE?!"

The incubus screamed out at the top of his lungs while dodging their arrows, while one dragonslayer arrow almost reached for his head. Wilmarina glanced forward and her eyes grew in shock when she saw two humongous winged creatures jump into the bridge and weaved their large stony halberds. The couple were trapped. Elt looked around and see the Silver Knight archers preparing their next volley while on the other side of the buildings, the massive gargoyles charged in to get rid of them.

He never thought that this day would come when their lives would end... that is, not until a larger arrow struck one gargoyle and tore it apart. Elt and Wilmarina stared in disbelief until they heard another incoming projectile, and smashed the second one into pieces. The couple didn't know what happened, but it actually saved them. Elt doesn't need to waste time and continue his run before the archers released their volley. From a distance, a blind giant heard the two unlucky guests from a mile away. He couldn't help but felt pity for the two who stepped on their unfortunate trip into the lost city of gods.

...

"Hah! Hah! Hah! I think we lost them!" Elt panted out in exhaustion while entering a building before placing the injured succubus on the floor with her back leaning against the wall. "Mary... are you alright?"

"Y-yes..." Wilmarina responded meekly while a blush appeared on her cheeks. "You carried me all the way here... that was very brave of you."

"Y-Yeah! I think my training as a warrior did not go to waste after all!" Elt made a sheepish smile. He felt embarrassed to hear her cute remarks. "So now... where else do we have to go?"

"I don't know..." Wilmarina said while looking down depressingly and feeling the pain surging in her left wing. "I... can't fly. My left wing is broken."

"Damnit... I guess finding an escape route will be risky." Elt sighed while hanging his head down until something came to his realisation. "Wait, you have that magic mirror. Do you?"

"Oh! Right... I do still have it here. Just wait for a moment." Wilmarina pulled up her portable mirror from her cleavage and connects her magic to call for Druella's help. After waiting for a few seconds, her mirror doesn't seem to respond, and it did only produce the sounds of grey static. "Hold on... why isn't this thing working?"

Elt thus then felt worried. "What's wrong?"

"The magic mirror... it doesn't seem to respond or do anything!" To Wilmarina's horror, this is a problem. This place has an ordinary atmosphere and it wouldn't be a problem for her magic mirror to establish a connection back to Lescatie. Still, something like this is unusual. She soon realises this place will never make them out alive. "Elt... we're trapped! What are we going to do!?"

"... Damn..." Elt felt demoralised as his knees hit the floor. From now on, their honeymoon soon turned into a nightmare, from the moment they stepped into this cursed city. The incubus wouldn't think of such bad thoughts and slapped his hands on both of his cheeks, waking him up to his senses. "Alright... Alright! Keep yourself together, Elt!... Mary!"

"Huh?"

"Our only choice here is to survive this place!" Elt said out loud with words mustering with courage. "We need weapons that will only kill!"

At that moment, Wilmarina felt her skin shiver in fear, knowing that killing isn't the right thing. "But... Elt... I'm not allowed to kill. I have sworn as the new hero of Lescatie that I should spread the love of the Demon Lord."

"I know, and that knight you tried to convert doesn't seem to turn into one of your own," Elt said as he narrowed his eyes while remembering the last time she did and the knight with glowing red eyes hadn't been taken down. "Normally monsters would turn... But that thing is different. It seems your power is giving that knight some strength."

"My attack power can raise their strength without turning into a mamono?" Wilmarina widened her eyes in disbelief. "From where did you come up with such conclusions, Elt!? Is that even possible!?"

"Like if I know, Mary!" Elt argued back before he let out a frustrating sigh. "I observed it from your fight... and that worries for the both of us."

'Exploring these dungeons isn't easy. We've been through there to collect any valuables. Then I see fools who would dare to underestimate those dungeon monsters.' The words of Valor suddenly rang into her mind during their last talk at the Dragon Winged Street, back at the Imperial Capital. 'Especially using armaments having Silverrealm won't save your life, either. So you'd better be equipped with something that can kill, not to convert.'

"I... severely underestimated him..." Wilmarina uttered while swallowing a lump in her throat. "We could've prepared ourselves better."

"To... who are you talking about?" Elt raised his brow in question. "What do you mean by underestimating him?"

"He warned me about a dungeon filled with strange monsters that can't be harmed by weapons of the mamono." The Succubus Hero shivered in loss as she explained. "I was too overconfident with my newfound powers... Thus, I didn't know this kind of situation would bring me back to the edge of the corner!"

Upon hearing that, Elt's shoulders slumped in realisation. He didn't know that his wife did this plan all along to visit a dangerous dungeon and he can guess why she brought themselves here for a petty reason. The former knight of the Order couldn't help but felt his blood boil and clenched his fists.

"Don't tell me... the reason you brought us here..." Elt said with his shaken voice and Wilmarina felt his emotions out of fear. She didn't expect to see him angry at her like this and then cowered back. "That you had an obsession with finding the weakness of the Silver-Blue Knight made you believe it was all here!? Out of all places and ignored their warnings!? Are you insane!? You could've listened to what that man had said, and you just brought us into real danger that will cost our own lives! How can you be that stupid!?"

"I-I'm... I'm so sorry Elt...!" Wilmarina quivered as she curled up. Elt venting his anger at her was too much for her to bear. A husband scolding his own wife is something she wished should never be experienced. For the second time, the Dark Hero of Lescatie expressed her painful sorrow, not from witnessing the deaths of her beloved knights, but from the anger of her own husband aimed at her. "A-All I wanted... is to avenge my fallen friends and knights... who served our new nation...!"

She thought that turning herself into a monster would achieve her own happiness together with Elt after being fed up with all the corruption from what her father did to the country and the common folk. After the Fall of Lescatie, she is free from her father's influence; free from her own suffering and free from the human nature that chained down her icy heart. But she wasn't free from vengeance because of the Silver-Blue Knight, the only obstacle Druella wanted to get rid of him from preventing the Demon Lord's plans for a Paradise. Yet his mysterious nature alone was something else, and he did the impossible to kill a deity such as the Fallen God.

At the Fallen Tower, her knights did their best to protect the deity and wanted Sasha to remain a monster. She wished for that guy to experience the pleasures and the unfathomable desires of love. However, the dreadful reality struck back with no hesitation and the said person she wanted to get rid of from the earth is someone who doesn't find such monstrous desires of love as luxury. Her friends at the tower who tried to protect their loved ones and their dreams for the love of monsters had been all for nothing.

As if the Knight of Lady Fullmoon treated their dreams and ambitions as nothing more than illusions.

"Ash Cyrus, a human who doesn't cherish the desiring love of monsters... I want to get rid of that human as soon as possible." Her voice trembled in regret while trying to suppress her anger, indirectly mentioning the Astoran. "He is the reason it made me look miserable and obsessed in defeating him... he's the reason why... WHY I BECAME LIKE THIS!"

Elt reeled back in surprise as his wife broke down into tears. The incubus felt a wave of emotions emitting from her. Dread, anger, fear, and sorrow. All of that, the human emotions that were supposed to be removed once they became monsters, were coming back to her. He knelt beside his wife and wrapped his arms around her shoulders to give comfort and Wilmarina continued to cry.

"Shh... it's okay... it's alright." Elt hushed, rubbing behind her back. "It's going to be alright... we'll get through this. Don't worry!"

...

Anor Londo, Present day.

...

Elt sneaked around the corner and hid behind the white pillars once he noticed a golden giant walking past the hidden intruder. The sentinel continued to roam and walked past the corner shortly before the incubus continued to move on to find another weapon in this enormous building that was built like a cathedral.

The weapon he used last time was a longsword, but it was nothing more but a prop made with Silverrealm by the blacksmiths of Salvarision. It was intended for decorations and as a weapon to corrupt his enemies.

But here, this place made his weapon a joke and the durability itself was very poor before it broke down two days earlier. There hadn't been a weapon he could use and every time he had beaten a Silver Knight in their last encounter by using a sharp wood from a wooden chair that jabbed through their hollowed helmets; it did not leave any weapons and armour behind upon their deaths. They all disintegrate into ash. Now he is equipped with a rusty, broken sword he found in a barrel. It was worn out, but he would be better armed rather than going to a place unarmed.

He took a nearby path and entered an entrance and then took down the stairs. That is not until he heard the faint sounds of a hammer clinging against steel. Elt walked in cautiously and peeked out. Thus, he swallowed a lump in his throat to find himself inside an enormous room. From below, he saw a giant sitting beside an enormous fireplace and seem to forge a sword with a small hammer, despite how large his hands were.

"Hmm~? Oh, hello. Don't mind me. I forge weapons." The giant spoke in a friendly tone which caught Elt off guard how this humongous being can talk. "It's a long time. No visitors. Yet you came. If you want weapons. I can make one."

"Y-You... can?" Elt slowly comes down the stairs, dumbfounded when he finds himself in an awkward conversation with a strange giant being. "I... uh... are you helping me?"

"Hmm... You are strange. Strange visitor. Anor Londo. is danger. filled with hollows." The Giant Blacksmith speaks. "You. are no hollow. You. need a weapon."

"Huh... okay... th-then how much does one cost?" Elt asked before bringing out his pouch. "I would like to have a sword."

"Humm... A longsword. for three hundred souls." The giant answered, which brought Elt speechless. Since when do souls were used as money? "Hm? You. no souls? Ah. I forgot. You. human?... No. Undead, you are not. Either... You. a strange being. Want to trade. Something with value?"

Elt brought up a golden coin from his pouch and a bunch of jewellery. He was lucky that his wife had an amount of fortune, just only for the sake of improving the city of Salvarision and going on their honeymoon in Dragonia. For the Giant Blacksmith, gold and jewellery were used as value and currency in the world of humans. Since he has no worthy souls to forge a greater weapon, at least he can produce a cheap sword to kill Hollows for a strange being, such as Elt, the Incubus.

"Acceptable. Forge I can. Big I am!" The Giant Blacksmith then raised his hammer with pride. "Sit all day. Blacksmithing. I can!"

Once the giant went to work, Elt felt relieved that this giant was willing to help him out and that he might be the only chance to get out from the hellhole that is Anor Londo.

...

Unknown Buffer Regions.

...

"Zzz... Zzzz... Zz-h-huh?"

Artor groaned when he opened his eyes and noticed the ray of sunlight trying to pierce through the window shades. He groggily stood up from his bed and opened up the blinds.

The warmth of the sun's rays gently greets his skin during the chilly morning. Then his nose caught a scent of roasted food coming down from the kitchen.

"Ah... by the flames... I thought that was a nightmare." Artor groaned while rubbing his fingers on his temples. "Right... Now, what is she doing in the kitchen?... Breakfast, perhaps?"

It's been four days since his family approved her as his fiancee. Although they were now living alone inside a cabin in the middle of a peaceful, serene place of grassy mountains. The couple had got some "little" incidents that occurred over the past four days. The young dragonslayer couldn't help but massage his temples from those stressful events.

On the first day, Alti almost blew up the river stream due to her anger issues over patience while trying to catch some fish. At least the damage isn't severe and the salmon population which inhabited there were still intact.

...

"What the hell are you doing!? You can't just blow up the river like that while trying to catch fish! The salmon population will die out and there will be no abundance of food anymore!"

Artor scolded Alto-Eris once he saw a sizeable crater in the midst of a river stream. The Dragon Knight pouts with an irritated look while pressing her fingers together in shame.

"Mmmgh... S-Sorry..."

...

The second day, she ripped off some of his clothes during laundry work. Then he taught her how to stitch them together.

...

"Here, just be careful to stitch them together."

"L-Like this?"

Alto-Eris held a need between her claws and try to stitch the clothes together. Artor held back his laughter while seeing her struggling and the Alto-Eris noticed his mocking laugh.

"Wh-What so funny!?"

"Your... claws were big. No wonder you're struggling with sewing."

Alto-Eris then grits her teeth in frustration. " Hmph! I-I'll show you! Just wait and see!"

...

On the third day, the kitchen almost burned out because of her inexperience in cooking ordinary food and leaves disgust in his taste when Alti added some monster spices filled with demonic energy. He had to make sure to teach her the ways to make basic food and a simple lamb sauce.

"Always remember, don't forget the lamb sauce."

"Ugh! This is getting tedious..." Alto-Eris mumbled in mild annoyance while adding pepper to the saucepan.

...

Then the fourth day, she became a little more erratic and saw playing with herself in her own room for... questionable reasons. At least that incident wasn't as volatile as the past three days.

"Ah~! Ah~! Hmmngh~!"

"Hm?" Artor raised his brow in curiosity as he walk past the guest room. He peeked in and saw the dragon knight fumbling her fingers between her legs as she moaned. "Wait... is she...?"

It was a perverted scene that made Artor feel a slight blush on his cheeks. She looks cute while making that face.

"Ah~! I-I want it now~!" Alto-Eris moaned. "I can't last longer... I want to taste Artor's seed so badly~!"

The young dragonslayer was appalled by her explicit statement. He looked away with a shy demeanour and tilts his head from such thoughts while heading for bed.

...

Present time.

"Right, better get off from bed and see what she's up to for today."

He yawned once more once he stood up from his bed and opened the nearest closet. After grabbing his robe and trousers, he exited his room and head straight down the stairs, making his way to the kitchen. Upon entering the dining room, he saw the usual dragon mamono, cooking some breakfast with an... unusual attire. He cocked his eyebrow in concern; she was stark naked while her tail covered her private parts. This dragon was wearing nothing but an apron. Then does that mean is she trying to seduce him or was it her desires driving her instincts doing this?

Alto-Eris noticed him from around the corner and turned around while giving Artor an annoyed glare. Despite her distrust of him, she turns her gaze down, embarrassed.

"G-good morning... d-dear."

"Uhh... are you alright?"

"O-of course I'm alright! I was making breakfast for you, so sit down!" Alto-Eris replied, agitatedly with a harsh tone while looking away from him in a shy manner. "T-today's menu is roasted salmon with fried eggs and a salad garnish... I-I hope you'd like it... you creep."

The young Lord felt somewhat uneasy about her behaviour and thinks she might have two persons in one. This one is acting honest, impetuous, and serious. While the other one he knew was... well, being a lovey-dovey weirdo.

"So... what's with the strange attire?" He asked curiously. "You wore nothing but an apron."

"I-It's called Naked Apron, you silly. I was doing this because... y-you're my partner and this is meant to please you!" She groaned out loud while shamelessly fidgeting her fingers together until she narrowed her gaze at him. "I-if you aren't delighted... then take your dirty Dragonslayer eyes off from me!"

'As what mother says... she is indeed an impulsive woman.'

Artor shrugged at her before he casually took a seat and Alto-Eris raised her hot pan, thus sliding the fried Salmon and eggs onto his plate. Then placed a bowl of salad on its side of the dish. The young Lord smelled the food's aroma and seems to be impressed by it. Then he grabbed a fork and took a bite of her meal.

"Huh... you seem to cook well. No signs of demonic energy that puts a dirty flavour on my tongue," Artor comments in surprise as he looks back at her. At least teaching her some basic cooking of human food was worth it. "But... what about you? Aren't you hungry?"

"I've already eaten," Alto-Eris said until a blush appeared on her cheeks. "A-after taking breakfast... th-then we will have some f-f-fun!"

"By "fun"... don't you mean procreation?" Artor guessed, and Alto-Eris perked up in surprise at his answer. Then she nods in admittance. "Ah... I see. But why?"

"B-because you're my future husband! Your father allowed me to become your fiancee despite you and him being infamous dragonslayers!" Alto-Eris answered wildly with a mad blush on her face as her body quivered. "Th-Therefore... I'm going to mark you to make sure that no one else will have you."

"Hmm... A crazy way to put it, but I think that's way too early for us." Artor said while tilting his head sideways in rejection as Alto-Eris reeled back in disbelief. "I mean we haven't married yet, and we still never got to know each other."

"Wh-what?! No way! I-I mean... I want to do it now..." Alto-Eris then hung her head down with a defeated sigh. "It's going to be my first time and I want to experience the pleasures I haven't felt yet."

"I'm afraid you will get pregnant outside of our wedlock," Artor said as he crossed his arms. "Conceiving a child with a Lord is instant, no matter whether you be a mamono or not... regardless of the situation, even your natural protection with monster magic, it does not work. My mother warned about this."

"What?! There's no way I could get pregnant that easily!" Alto-Eris thus gave Artor an incredulous look once her arrogance swelled within her head and then gripped him firmly on both of his shoulders. "Come and I'll show you how I, a dragon, couldn't get easily pregnant with just mere procreation!"

Artor fell speechless in disbelief until Alto-Eris pulled him back and then dropped him roughly on the floor. The dragon knight sat on top of his groin and the young dragonslayer looks up at her in surprise. Artor swore he felt her soft legs and her body temperature rose in heat as her breathing became heavy.

Alto-Eris felt her instincts kicking in. As the mad blush was still present on her cheeks, her insides were throbbing with excitement while her hands reached for his meaty rod, which was between his legs. Once she got a hold of it, her eyes widened in disbelief. While he is still hard because of his morning wood, which was not just her only concern...

The rod she felt behind his pants... the thickness was between nine to ten centimetres long. That is far thicker than that of an average human she had learned in biology class. Then she caressed his rod to measure the length, and her spine shivered in absolute fear.

"Wh-what the... This isn't possible..."

The length of his rod was around thirty centimetres and his girth was nine centimetres in diameter. She did not anticipate this.

'BY THE RED QUEEN, H-HE'S INSANELY MASSIVE!' Her genuine mind yelled out in panic before her throat made a silent gulp. 'Are the penises of the Lords... this big?!"

To her realisation, not even the incubus. Whether they are a human, dwarf, or even elves could even reach a length such as his.

"Alti... do you really want to do this?" Artor asked the dragon with concern. "Right here?... Right now?"

"Hah~!... H-Hah~!... Y-yes." The young dragon knight moaned as her heart throbbed with joy. She looks back at him with a nervous smile. "I am so aroused by it in a single touch... I can't stand this."

Artor then felt his own heart thumping slowly and heard his heartbeat in his chest. He gulped nervously thinking that this is his first time doing it while Alto-Eris, his dragon fiancee, was willing to do it. As a knight who does not hold back his words, there is nothing against her wish for happiness and Alti swore in her vow when she met his father. Alto-Eris wanted to do her first time to establish their love, and the young Lord saw her lustful gaze. Then she spun her back at him, thus pushing his trousers to his knees until his huge rod went up like a tower.

Alto-Eris wasn't sure if his "spear" would fit while her insides were fluttering like crazy as it felt like it was getting excited and the instincts in her head were demanding to skip the fellatio service. Her inner flesh was already wet and begged to put his thing inside her.

"B-be grateful that I, Alto-Eris, will make it pleasurable!"

"Alright, then after this..." Then Artor paused for a while as he breathes out to relax. "We need to make sure that we are held to take responsibility for this."

Alto-Eris then makes a determined look until she spreads her legs apart and lifted her hips. Artor observed her move and saw the reveal of her private parts between her legs once she raised her scaly tail. It looks puffy and the mounds of her genitalia were dripping with wet, slimy mucous. Once her wet hole touched his tip and with bravery she mustered; she lowered for a bit and slide it down in one fell swoop until she stopped at the mid-section of his rod that slowly stretched her insides apart.

"Agh! A-Aah!... AaaaAAAHHH~!"

Alto-Eris squirmed while arching herself backwards, both in pain and ecstasy, while her virgin blood trickled down. Her hymen was broken as if a ram broke down the gates and her virginity was no more, hence she continued to slide down until almost reached the bottom of his rod. The delicate body of the dragon knight was jerking as well as she was panting heavily and her mouth breathes out with warm steam. Alto-Eris didn't think how her first time doing this was painful to let herself slide on his massive, warm flesh inside her. The feelings of new kinds of pleasure were about to begin.

For Artor, the sensation of warmth and moistness that wrapped around his phallus was unbelievably out of this world and gave him a blissful feeling of relief. Then he moved his hands and grabbed her hips firmly from behind at each side. Then he slid her up and down as her breasts bounced in a synchronised movement.

"Agh! Hah~! Haaah~! Wait! Artor~! Aaah!" Alto-Eris moaned out loud while her peachy butt was making wet sounds, slamming her scalding flesh on his rod. "No, wait! Please! Y-your dick i-is massive! I can't-KYAAAH~!"

"I can't... Alti... It's truly warm inside... and soft." Artor grunts with heavy breathing while continuing to move her hips up and down. "I never knew how procreation is this good!"

"Ah~! Aah~! D-damnit! I-I was supposed to- Ah! B-be the one who's pleasuring you- AahAh~!" Alto-Eris uttered explicitly until his hips pushed up, slamming his rod upwards, deep into the entrance of her uterus. "Ah?! Ah! AAAAH! F-FUUUCK!"

Alto-Eris screamed out in a squeamish tone as she sticks out her tongue, the breathing steam escaping her mouth. Her insides were quivering in fear until her genitalia squirts out her love juice. Her vagina soon recognises that his rod is not something it would underestimate and Artor is going to shove deeper inside her, faster. Then her moaning became intense every time his hips slapped it up.

"Ah~! Aah~! Fuck! Fu~uck! Ah! T-this is t-too intense! AH~!"

'He's stretching me from inside out and it felt like torture!" Alto-Eris clenched her teeth as the uncontrollable drool escaped her lips while holding onto his wrists tight. Her thoughts panicked for a while until rage for revenge boiled within her mind whilst the pleasurable ecstasy mixed within. 'You damn dragonslayer! Once we're done, I'll kill you! I swear I'll KILL YOU, ARTOR! I'LL KILL YOU!'

Alto-Eris felt his rod was killing her, and she swore to herself to kill him once they were done procreating. In their first battle, she was defeated. Then humiliation comes next once she tries to introduce herself to the dragonslayer and his family, then forgets her revenge due to the reveal of his father's actual nature. Thus, having sex with the man she fell in love with, not even this, would make her feel victorious. Even though she was born with the powers of the succubus that coursed within her; it also couldn't handle the size and might of his meaty spear. The pleasure she is experiencing is undeniably amazing, despite the pain.

"Th-The Rod of the Lord is too much and I can't handle this~!" Her inner desires screamed out in dismay and vanished from her head, leaving behind a few last words. "Accomplish this for me~!"

'Why...? Even having sex with him... I ended up struggling with this pain I'm feeling!... But this pleasure is amazing!... It's humiliating!'

"Agh! Ah! Ah~! AAhaah~! Ah! Ah~! Ah!... Hah~! UUuuhuuhh~!"

She didn't want to be thwarted for the fourth time. Thus, acknowledging her defeat, tears broke out from her eyelids and Artor noticed the silent sounds of her cries. He stopped and sat up to see if she was fine, thus only to see her face she was making turns out to be weeping in tears filled with disgrace.

"Hey... are you alright?"

The dragon knight wept while wiping off her tears. "I-It hurts... It hurts a lot..."

"Really? Well, it's our first time... Then this should be supposed to be normal." Artor hushes, and Alto-Eris slowly looks up at him. "I admit... that face you're making is absolutely cute."

"Sh-shut up!" Alto-Eris teared up with spite while pouting in annoyance, and her hands gripped firmly on his arms. "I-... I wanted to do this, anyway."

"Alti... There's one thing I have to say is that why I spared you..." Artor whispered while slowly wrapping his arms around her. "Not just I saw how pitiful you are from the other dragons... But I saw your beauty at the same time... seeing you like that back in our first encounter... I couldn't help myself so... I was trying to help you out."

The young dragon knight then blushed at his statement. She would take his first sentence as an offence, but the second made her heart throb with compassion.

"I think I know why..." Thus Artor smiled while Alto-Eris looks up at him. "My hesitation alone... had led me to find a person I cared for."

The dragon took his words into her heart and then her smile slowly grew, thus cupping his cheeks as if a relieving sensation that radiates within her soul with motivational joy.

"Artor... that's the answer I was looking for." She teared up once more while her voice quivered with happiness. "So you fell in love with me on that day, after all."

"Indeed... You are one tough dragon." The young dragonslayer smiled. "You might be a hasty woman, but you aren't bad after all."

"And... You're one brave dragonslayer as well." The young dragon said kindly in return and gently stroked her claws underneath his chin. "Displaying such bravery in front of me... makes me wonder how you were able to muster up such courage. Even in front of a dragon."

Artor slowly leaned his lips down, and Alto-Eris does it in return. The couple locked their kiss shortly before the dragon knight grinds her hips up and down to feel the pleasure of his big meat while their wet skins produced some slapping sounds. The pain she had earlier was gone as soon as her insides took the shape of his rod.

"Mmh~! Mmmh~! Hmmhh~!"

Then Artor thrusts his hips up, shoving his meaty "spear" deep inside her as his fat tip slammed at the entrance of her uterus and he felt the swelling building up to the climax.

'I'm almost at my limit. If she were to get pregnant... Then I will hold this responsibility... no matter the consequences!'

Then his thrusts jumped up even faster, and Alto-Eris squirmed out. Moaned louder when his thrusts within her became more intense. Her tail wrapped around his torso, and its tip jingled with joy. She felt the ravished throb that swells in his big lump of meat and knew his seed was coming up.

'H-he's at his limit! He's going to burst at any moment-!'

*SMACK!*

"MMMMMHHH~!"

With that last smack, her legs were quivering once Artor unleashed his load inside her. The couple broke up their kiss and panted out in exhaustion. Alto-Eris felt tears roll down her cheeks in bliss and a sensation of relief as the warmth of his liquid ceaselessly pours inside of her until the uterus was overflowing with his thick, white, and sticky fluid.

But what is strange for her is that she felt no energy empowering her. Normally, she knew that every mamono who had sex with their chosen males will become more powerful than ever.

She did not foresee this case. His seed is not bestowing her power despite the feeling of the divine sensation from it... until... her senses caught something that she never expected from this outcome of their procreation.

The Dragon Knight moved her hand and touched the left section of her crotch, then her eyes widened in disbelief.

Her egg is fertilised by his seed.

'W-what...? This will take more than cumming inside of me once!' The dragon gulped nervously. She didn't believe his warning that conceiving a child would be instant when a male had just mated with a mamono for their first time doing so and it couldn't be simple. But her expectations didn't come around as it seems. 'How did this happen...?'

"Artor..." Alto-Eris shivered nervously while glancing back at Artor one more time with her tears still present. "We're... having a child."

Upon hearing that, the young Lord then sighed before wrapping around the dragon knight. Alto-Eris felt stunned by his act of solace.

"I know... I've already told you about this." He whispered into her ear. "I know little about the mamono, and this confirms my mother's warning. Nevertheless, I still did this to uphold your wishes. As a Knight and Dragonslayer, I do not hold back my words."

The dragon rubbed her belly and felt a strange feeling. Once her egg was in the process of fertilisation, her senses soon caught something in her mind with a shocking revelation.

"Our child... It... It won't be a dragon." She whispered with a gasp. "Th-then the child... will be born as... like your own kind."

Artor raised his brow and asked. "... How do you know?"

"It's simple... I felt it and there's no denying it." Alto-Eris replied, not expecting her child will be of a different race. "I did not know how this happens..."

Hearing the words of his fiancee made one thing cross his mind: a new Lord will soon be born. He couldn't help but express his happiness. After all, who knew that a dragon would one day give birth to a new generation of Lords? Perhaps his father knows that the future of their kind wasn't as bleak as he once perceives, and the reason he allowed her to be his wife made sense.

"Artor... do you think I will bring birth to a son?" Artor perks up from his thoughts and then looks down at his fiancee. Seeing Alto-Eris expressed her joy with a smile. "Just as you said days earlier... Your mother gave birth to you... and will that happen to me?"

"Hmm... I'm sure it would." Artor never doubted it while making a mischievous, sheepish smile. "A daughter perhaps? Except she isn't a dragon."

"Hmph! If that should happen... I don't know what they should think about her." Alto-Eris pouted in exasperation while crossing her arms in disapproval. "It would embarrass me if my kingdom concedes this. A dragon giving birth to a girl that isn't a dragon?"

"You think they will perceive it as a curse? Hahaha!" Artor laughed out loud in pride as he gently braced his arms firmly around her once more. "Don't think of such thoughts, my dear Alti. I'm sure your kind will accept her, no matter who she is. Dragon or not, it's our responsibility to take good care of our children."

"Really? My goodness, such dedication... I didn't know that my day to become a mother will be sooner than expected." Alto-Eris whispered as she gently caressed his left cheek. "I think we should stop- ah!... Huh?"

The dragon felt her crotch shiver, and a hard throb swelled inside her. Alto-Eris looked down and would've sworn she can somehow feel her overflowed vagina squirm in fear, clinging to life as it tries to escape his rod and her legs were erratically shaking. They realise what was coming next, much to her confusion.

"Artor... Your rod... It's twitching and getting hard again."

"... You want a second round?"

Upon hearing that, Artor leaned back a bit as his right hand gently grabbed her right hip, while the other fumbled with her left breast. Alto-Eris widened her eyes in disbelief out of fear, realising what he was going to do next.

'Oh no... don't tell me he's going to do it again?!'

Normally, a mamono would continue on with a chosen mate in the next nine rounds before breaking down in exhaustion. But this man and his body, which isn't human, have overwhelmed the corruption of monsters within her. And it is in a whole different league. With panic in her mind, she begged him to stop.

"W-wait! Please! Let me rest for a while-KYAAAAH~!"

It's too late. His rod jabs upwards, taking himself deep inside her for one more time and making another intense, wet slapping sound they produce.

"STOP! AAAH~! NOOO! FUCK! FUU~UUCK!"

Alto-Eris gripped her hands on his wrists and tried to pry them off, but to no avail. She gritted her teeth to suppress her loud moans as she arched backwards whilst her butt was slamming on top of his groin. Yet the dragon knight couldn't deny the development of his new dragonslayer technique that gave her a new meaning of irresistible pleasure.

"Not again! GAH~! D-damnit! AH~! Alright, you win! HAH~! Do whatever you want but please-NGH! Don't make it more-Hah! Hah~! HaaAAH~! INTENSE-"

*SMACK!*

"KYAAAAaaaahhh~!"

For her, this was counted as her fifth defeat. Despite her success in making procreation with Artor, she underestimated his mighty rod.

Alto-Eris was breathing heavier than before as she sticks out her tongue with a mouth wide open and her mind went blank while the pupils within her eyes began taking the shape of pinkish hearts.

The Dragon gave up on his unsuspected "surprise attack" while her delicate body endlessly humped on his great meaty spear as it ravages her insides. Then her love juices and his seed were mixed and battered into foam. Alto-Eris let out loud, squeamish moans and their wet sounds were heard throughout the wooden cabin while doing a second round with her newfound love.

Meanwhile, right outside of the wooden cabin at the front entrance, Ciara listened to Alti's muffled moans from inside the house, including their conversations between her brother and his fiancee from the beginning. She couldn't help but felt a maddening blush behind her helmet.

Ciara never knew that her brother and his dragon fiancee would do it immediately to procreate future grandchildren, nephews and nieces, into their family.

'By the flames...' Ciara nervously swallowed a lump in her throat. 'They're still going for it?'

"Alti! I'm going to burst again!"

"Shoot it~! Shoot it inside me, Artor~!"

While hearing his fiancee's loud moans before ending up screaming in ecstasy, the Lordress Valkyrie stepped back and decides to leave them for a while. Her visit to see her brother and his newfound lover should be delayed due to their... questionable activities. She spreads her wings and took off into the skies. Leaving the wooden cabin while the couple shares their new joys of happiness.

Ciara then smiled. She wondered how her parents would feel about this? She did hear that their firstborn child wouldn't be a dragon but a new Lord and then thought, what will her future nieces and nephews look like? Perhaps only the Flames will know.

...

Chapter 36: Ends.

AN: Alright, this is the first time I put a smut part, but the story is rated M, what else do you expect? I hope you didn't get aroused by reading this and pray for something that won't get you hard. So moving on; I'm putting a vote and what do you think about their children? But remember, their firstborn won't be a dragon... that comes later.

A) A Son. B) A daughter. C) Only the author knows.

I'm leaving you for this. If you can't decide then put the C button. But I'll decide anyway, it was all based on you what you preferred.

Secret info: Unlocked.

The Federation.

The Federation is a coalition of constitutional monarchies, small kingdoms, and other independent states. This major power is young and had been standing for over 80 years and preventing themselves to join into a conflict of neither side. Unlike the other two major factions such as the Order and the Demon Realms; they have a unique political structure that a place in which Sovereign Law is the prime dominant rule over their rulers and its people while religion is separated from the affairs of any the state. Also, the Federation abhors the monsterization of any regions that are found within their sovereign territory.

Economy and Agriculture:

The federation holds a stable flow of their economy due to the income of imports and exports of exotic trade goods and other products coming from the east and the Desert Regions where Carthus and Arum Sedis hold much of the trade routes and various canals which led to the far east. The wealthy merchants from the Order States and Demon Realms come in and go to purchase their foreign wares that were not found in their territory, and that's where most of their income comes in.

Surprisingly, the Federation held little-to-no food shortage despite droughts that wrecked their field crops. Several decades ago, food shortage is a concern until one merchant introduced a foreign plant that revolutionises farming production within agriculture, a plant they call a "Potato". They find these tubes from the new world and they were first introduced to the King of Gaul around 75 years ago. It proves to be an effective food stable as it can grow under harsher environments where wheat and barley could barely grow.

The Order also adopts these methods to field potato farms to prevent famine while in some Order states were not so much and find these plants out of their superstitions in their beliefs that they are mamono products.

Culture and Traditions:

The Federation is a multicultural major power where people have the freedom to share their ethics, knowledge, arts, cuisine, literature, and magic arts ranging from humans and monsters alike. They even accept other religious covenants, even if it isn't directly connected to the Chief God or any other known deities.

Military:

The young major power has a variety of armies coming from all around the kingdoms within the Federation based on their qualities, fighting tactics, and strategies. But its genuine fighting force is the secretive Five Factions which operate in asymmetrical warfare and intelligence with their unorthodox uses of both conventional arms and magic against foreign threats.

Relations with the Order:

"The Federation seems like a great place where all the common folk have their own rights, but the Order sees them as a land of heretics." - A peasant farmer of Welspe.

Relations with the Order were steady but rocky. Since these powers held friendly terms of trade and foreign diplomacy, the High Order of the Chief God sees the Federation as an affront to their beliefs and way of life. Since the Federation held strict laws to prevent their own nobility from unrestricted purchasing of lands, abusing the rights of the common folk, and mixing religion into politics. The Federation law even shuns indiscriminate witch-huntings on mamono and tolerates mamono to live among humans in peace.

"Well, in this place; I can no longer fear from the eyes of the Order. Thus I can earn fortunes as much as I want!" - A travelling Order Bard.

Although Order Heroes could even go into the Federation for their lust of adventure. They will be recognised by the authorities upon entry and taught the young Heroes and Adventurers hailing from the Order to follow the Laws despite their status as Heroes in a land where the Clergy of the Order held no power.

So in order to live in the Federation, you are free to live wherever you want as long as you have the fortune to keep up with the living. Also, don't try to shove your holy scripts into their mouths even if they doubt the teachings of the Chief God, everyone in the Federation dislikes that.

Relations with the Demon Realm:

"I heard about the rumours that a Lilim is working with the Federation. But I don't get why they don't allow monsterization on their own turf? Their lives must be so dull on the other side!" - A frustrated succubus from the Demon Realm of Volst.

The Federation and the Demon Realm held little-to-no foreign diplomatic ties with each other except for the certain Green Demon Realms. Trade is still allowed, yet it is very little is due to their human merchants are on the verge of monsterization and endangered of being captured by mamono in the wilderness. Mamono merchants can come in and go, but they were secretly observed by agents of the Five Factions if anything goes wrong and prevents any measure of monsterization they left off.

"Monsterizing a region is a violation for every person and their rights who do not agree on their terms. It felt like a child has been taken away from their parents with no recognition." - Prime Minister of Albion.

When the Federation had just been established. The Demon Realms had doubts about this new major power and the Demon Lord knew that her daughter, Ilassa, is involved with its establishment. Strong monsters and a dozen of Lilims went out to tease this new faction and convert some of their regions, but they were thwarted by the efforts of Ilassa and certain individuals of the Five Factions. There had been mamonos that came from the Demon Realm that had caused several violations against the Sovereign Law and almost went to war.

To my surprise, the Federation Council hasn't voted to declare war because the Five Factions keep themselves busy to maintain peace and stability. On one note, Arum Sedis is the only known non-demonic Mamono Realm that is part of their Coalition that knew more about the habits and instinct of the mamono race while giving out their knowledge for every human to think how to deal with them without escalating into violence and prevent from being raped.

If you're a mamono reading this. When you can't control your undeniable lust, their agents will come for you if you dare. So train how to control it, then ask out any men and respect their answers for rejections before you could do anything.

Historical Notes:

After the Allied Forces had thwarted the Demon Realm's attempt to invade Gaul. Artos, Ilassa, and their companions were invited by their supporting allies such as the Kings and Queens of Albion, Gaul, and other small independent states to discuss the establishment of an Alliance in Albion's Capital City; Lyndon. After they made several agreements and wrote the Sovereign Law around ME 1021, it has led to the establishment of the Federation, a coalition ruled by law.

The result of the establishment had ceased the influence of the Order that which led to a two-year border conflict and ended in a decisive Federation victory on its home territory when the Order saw much of its manpower and resources had been depleted and sued for peace. The Federation and the Order signed the Peace Treaty of Lyons shortly after the conflict.

AN: This is basically mixed with NATO and the Western European Union during the Cold War, but it's medieval fantasy.