The dragon's harem



Arad approached the moose. "You look good."

"Couldn't have afforded a better-looking mount?" Jack said, glaring at the moose. CRACK! The moose kicked Jack in the guts, sending him rolling and crashing into hay.

"Jack!" Lydia rushed to heal Jack as the moose growled. Brrrr.

Arad patted the moose's neck, "Calm down. I'm sure he didn't mean it."

"Hoy! You damned swamp donkey," Jack stood, growling, "Why did you kick me?"

The moose looked away, seeming to smile.

"Stop it, both of you," Arad sighed, "We need to get back to Aella,"

Jack stared at Arad, "Aella? What did happen to her?"

"Drank something bad," Arad replied, "She's sore enough that she almost cannot stand on her own,"

"Isn't that bad?" Jack looked a Lydia, "You better give her a look. I will go deliver the quest items to the guild."

"Quest item?" Arad looked at them.

"We were taking quests when you were out," Lydia looked at Arad and approached the moose, "Can I get up?"

"Yeah, he won't throw you down."

Lydia put one leg on the stirrup and jumped on top of the moose. He looked at Arad, and he jumped up as well. "We will go to Aella then,"

Jack looked at them with a smile, "Don't forget to give Mira a visit later. I want to see who she will work for. Considering it more lucrative making furniture for the lord's wife than Chuzuke."

Arad nodded, patting the moose's neck and striding into the horizon.

"He's fast," Lydia gasped, seeing the building zoom out beside them. "But not like the best horses I rode,"

"I don't know. I never rode horses before." Arad turned his head to look at her, "He's running as fast as he could now. We will move slower if we wanted to travel for a long distance."

"I agree," Lydia looked down, "You don't get horses running at top speed every time. We trot a lot to not exhaust the animal,"

[As long as this moose is a part of your minions. He will soon transform into a monster and become faster, you don't have to worry about that. You also don't need him for long travel, you have your wings.] Mom said inside Arad's head and he nodded.

After a while, Arad and Lydia got into the house vicinity and she gasped, pulling her swords. "Wolves! Retreat before they drop us," She growled.

Wolves hunt forest animals like moose and deer. Dealing with one is something, but with the numbers she saw and their size, it was a whole other story.

"Don't worry about them, they won't harm us." Arad stopped before the garden gate, and Lydia's eyes opened wide as she started sweating. "That's a brown bear!"

"Don't worry about him," Arad jumped from the moose and opened the gate, patting the bear's head and he rolled on his back. "

"He's guarding the gate," Lydia walked behind Arad with her sword in hand. She could believe her eyes, "Are you a tamer? I thought you were a sorcerer."

Arad looked away, "I'm a sorcerer. I only have a way with animals," He giggled, opening the house door, "Arad, you back?" Aella stood in the middle of the living room arranging the dishes in the wooden cabinet.

"You shouldn't be working." Arad walked inside.

"Don't worry. I had to move a bit." She smiled, and then looked at Aella, "Welcome,"

Lydia stared around at the walls, the ceiling, and the floor. Everything was new. "A nice house you have,"

"Thank you," Aella approached the couch, "Please have a seat,"

Lydia shook her head, "No," She put her sword to the side and looked at the Aella, "I would like to have a look at you first."

"How long will it take?" Arad asked.

"I not much," She looked at Aella, "But I will stay here with her for a while," She smiled. Seeing the slight shiver in Aella's hips when she walks. "You can leave for now. Go look for Mira or Jack," She hushed Arad.

Arad stared at her, tilting his head.

"You can finish work and get back to her," Lydia said with a smile and Arad nodded, "Fine. I will be back soon," He left, taking the moose back to the city.

Arad had to check with the guild, register the moose and talk with Mira.

Lydia turned to Aella after Arad left. "He did a number on you, didn't he?"

"What?" Aella gasped, taking a step back as Lydia approached her with a teasing smile. "Don't lie. You cannot evens stand straight after such a night,"

Aella sighed, pulling the bottle from her pocket. "I drank this."

Lydia looked at the bottle, sniffing the inside, "Gracie's spit. So I was right. He almost broke you back."

"That isn't it. My whole body is hurting. Arad said my strength increased quite a bit after drinking this."

Lydia approached Aella, "I will know after a quick inspection." She put her hand on Aella's shoulder, and it lit with a faint golden light.

"Muscles tear, overexertion. You look like a knight who went wild on the first day of training. Maybe even worse." Lydia opened her eyes, "I would suggest eating meat and resting, but you're an elf."

"So it's like that?" Aella relaxed on the couch, "It should go away in a day or two then."

"Yes. But there is something else." Lydia stared at Aella, "There a lump of viscus magic inside you. Around here." She touched Aella's belly.

"What?" Aella gasped.

"That magic is far stronger than yours and will prevent you from casting spells and recovering. We better remove it," Thud! Lydia grabbed Aella's stomach and [Cleansing] "No, Stop!" She cried, pulling her hand away,"

"What happened to you?" Aella got scared as well, glaring at Lydia.

"Yeah! Nothing," she looked at Aella, "I was wrong. It's his stuff. How much did he pump there?"

"Huh?"

"And why does his stuff have so much magic?" Lydia glared at Aella.