Princess Chi Yue's Crimes and Punishments

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There are countless worlds, and this one, like the one before us, is set in a completely different world from Earth. It's not built on a single, technologically advanced civilization, but rather on a tapestry of diverse races, each with its own unique civilization, intertwining to form a new one.
A woman's long, fiery red hair flowed in the air. Her full, firm breasts, incredibly slender waist, and perfectly rounded hips and long, beautiful legs—by most humanoid intelligent beings' standards, she could only be described as a seductive beauty.
"Is that our target?" A young woman with a captivating figure smiled, her delicate fingers lightly touching her red lips as she gazed at the caravan ahead.
"Yes, as before, whatever you like." A middle-aged man stood beside her, bowing obsequiously. Judging from his fawning expression, the two were not on equal footing.
The red-haired woman waved her hand, saying nothing more, but the man understood the implication and left after saying a few words.
A scorching heat emanated from the woman, like a volcanic eruption. The terrifyingly high temperature instantly burned away her clothes, revealing her entire body to nature. If the man had known he would witness such a sight, would he have chosen to leave?
Unfortunately, even if he had stayed, he wouldn't have survived, because what appeared was not ordinary flame, but dragonfire—the innate dragonfire of the Crimson Dragon, far more terrifying than ordinary fire.
"I, Stella, as the Dragon Princess, how could I possibly have a dragon tamer?" In those ancient times, this was a shackle imposed on the dragon race by the gods.
As the only existing race in the world whose adult members are at least legendary, a race far more powerful than golden elves or golden titans, every dragon must have a tamer connected to it, sharing its life. This was the shackle imposed on the dragon race by the gods of order and the gods of chaos before they separated.
Imprinted on the Stone Tablet of Destiny, each dragon member is bound by a destiny intertwined with a Dragon Rider, with whom they must spend a year. These Dragon Riders are descendants of the Loshan humans.
However, Stella is unwilling to accept this fate. As the new generation's Crimson Dragon Princess, she will never accept those humans. Unlike the Loshan humans, who were at least Silver-ranked when they were first created, the average human at present is probably only two or three goblins.
Let alone a legendary race like dragons, which are the last remaining ones, most races don't consider goblins as combatants. In actual battles, there's a record of three ordinary dwarf women driving away over forty goblins. This gives you an idea of how weak the human race is.
Out of frustration, but more importantly, based on the dragons' past experience, most dragons encounter unforgettable humans by chance, then develop friendships and even kinship, ultimately becoming their free, practical meat shields.
But Princess Stella, determined to control her own destiny, decided to take an unconventional path. She resolved to make herself an enemy of humanity through bloodshed, and given the long-standing tradition that dragon riders are often the excrement of human heroes, she naturally wouldn't be chosen.
In one of the caravans that had been chosen, in an unnoticed carriage, sat an extremely young man. He had long, light blue hair reaching his feet and was quietly reading a book. Even just looking at him was like seeing a painting; he was beautiful, even though he was a man.
According to him, while as a sorcerer, theoretically high charm could be enough, in reality, physical constitution was fundamental. Think about it: how much attraction could a weak, sickly guy have? At most, he could seduce some mentally disturbed girls; it wasn't a universally applicable skill.
Furthermore, while it's true that sorcerers rely on talent, having a brain is also important. Don't use the wrong spells in inappropriate places. And with high intelligence, one can also learn spells like a mage; dual cultivation of magic is also a path.
As for strength, one shouldn't be resigned to it like other mages. A staff is a staff; it can be used as a blunt weapon when necessary. After all, if you lose a staff, you can just spend a lot of money to buy a new one. Losing your life isn't a game where you can wait for the dead to resurrect.
Agility and perception are actually attributes that many magic practitioners unconsciously cultivate to a high level. The reason is that when conducting experiments, without sufficient physical coordination and perception of various things, one simply cannot survive.
Therefore, when the Dragon Princess erupted, he, who resembled a literary girl, had already sensed it. He raised his right hand, and the quill in his hand emitted a light like the ocean, then transformed into a layer of water curtain that enveloped the caravan. The first wave of flames only turned the water into steam, and those protected only felt a heat.
"Oh, very nice spell."
To everyone's astonishment, a beautiful crimson figure stood in the flames. The dazzling red flames made it impossible to see clearly; one could only vaguely judge from the voice that it was female. However, in this multi-racial world, it was no different from knowing nothing at all.
"So there's a mage here. I'd like to see just how powerful you are." Princess Longfei's domineering voice reached everyone. Most of the merchant caravan guards, only at the beginner to intermediate level, were completely stunned by the dragon's might. Had they not realized from her words that the caravan actually had a mage, their morale would have plummeted to zero.
Crimson Flame was like a toy in her hands. With a flick of her slender fingers, a thick, long spear took shape and was hurled.
The spear, carrying an aura of destruction, was not something any random Tom, Dick, or Harry could withstand. It could be said that, apart from the young man who possessed both mage and warlock abilities, no one in the caravan could handle it. After all, he was a member of the Crimson Flame Red Dragon royal family, and an elite among elites, a super-powerful one at that.
A dreamlike blue flower bloomed in the air, each petal a layer of defense. This beautiful blue flower seemed to grow, with each petal falling giving rise to a new one, seemingly endless, capable of growing forever.
Just as Stella was about to launch a surprise attack while both sides were locked in a stalemate, a strange, ethereal wind caressed her, seemingly a gentle touch. Startled, she immediately took a step back, assuming a fighting stance to guard against any possible attack.
A hand appeared silently and effortlessly, imbued with the aura of pure water element—an attribute inherently countered by the Crimson Dragon. If she were hit, she would definitely suffer attribute damage bonuses.
For a young dragon, in game terms, this translates to Strength 34, Agility 29, Intelligence 19, Constitution 27, Perception 26, and Charisma 19—a perfect template for dual magic and martial arts prowess. Even legendary human powerhouses would be speechless, finding the opponent incredibly troublesome. Not to
mention Stella's elite and royal status further amplifies this; she's practically a dragon born to win, yet she's still going to some backwater village to play with a novice gun-wielding monster.
However, the battle, which theoretically should have been won by Stella, was delayed after the boy began to fight seriously. Ice-blue magic guns shot out from behind him as if they were free.
The speed of casting spells was crucial. Stella had initially assumed her opponent was a mage and thus planned a similar sequence in her mind, but after the fight began, she realized there was a slight discrepancy. Both used spells as weapons, and although the levels of their spells weren't high—even in her humanoid form, she wouldn't be seriously injured—the problem was that there was no buffer time between casting spells; one low-level spell after another was unleashed.
The Dragon Princess thought of a very rare magic-based profession, a special profession unique to humans. Originally, it involved using bio-alchemy to forcibly insert certain bloodline powers into the human body, creating individuals similar to various magical beasts and possessing innate spellcasting abilities.
"I didn't expect it to be a flying female lizard." The boy said calmly after seeing Stella. "Although it's not yet an adult, you're unlucky. I just finished preparing something, and the test subject rushed up to me on its own." As he spoke, the boy took out an ice crown radiating blue-white coldness from his storage ring. Even though Stella was emitting heat comparable to a volcano, the ice crown immediately dispelled the surrounding heat waves.
The moment Stella saw the ice crown, an indescribable fear welled up in her heart, as if it were something that could restrain her. However, originating from the dragon race's heritage, she couldn't find an item that matched.
Seeing the expression on the humanoid dragon's face, the boy knew she instinctively understood the horror of the Ice Crown, but as a young girl among dragons, she apparently didn't yet understand the reasons.
Dragons, a race jokingly called flying lizards, were so powerful that the world's will conceptualized them as attributes similar to earth, fire, wind, water, light, and darkness. This led to the creation of the "Dragon-Slaying" attribute, specifically targeting dragon bloodlines.
The "Dragon-Conquering Crown" was a self-made alchemical artifact created by the boy to learn the Dragon-Slaying attribute. Unlike most abilities that destroy or even kill dragons, its effect was to influence the dragon's spirit, thus bringing them under his control.
"Go away, throw the crown away." A humorous incantation rang out. Because it wasn't a spell originating from his own spiritual energy, the boy had to chant it. The related runes were built into the Ice Crown, their function being to forcibly place it on the target's head through magic.
A flicker of surprise crossed Stella's pretty face. Though she appeared human, she was actually a dragon, the most powerful race in the world besides gods and demons. Sensing the terrifying power of the Ice Crown, she immediately retreated upon realizing she had been thrown.
While she was still far from adulthood, as a apex predator with exceptional abilities, she was confident that by avoiding the Ice Crown, a clearly targeted object, she could quickly eliminate the sorcerer before her and then easily wipe out the merchant caravan below.
But things took a strange turn. The Ice Crown miraculously tracked Stella's evasive path, inching closer. What terrified Stella even more was that no matter what attacks she made or attempts to deflect the Ice Crown, all her attacks vanished before it.
"Dragon-breaking attribute!" Stella cried out in despair as the Ice Crown drew ever closer.
Especially considering the power of dragon-slaying artifacts against dragons in her inherited memories, even as a young girl, she couldn't help but feel afraid. However, dragons would record anything with the "dragon-slaying" attribute in their inherited memories.
"Yes, that's right. Congratulations, Miss Flying Mother Lizard." The boy said with a half-smile. "By the way, this is the 'Dragon-Conquering Crown' that I recently created. It's normal that you didn't recognize it at first. So, please be properly 'conquered' by me." The ice-crystal-like crown was placed on the red-haired girl's head. Its dragon-slaying attribute made it ignore all of Stella's defenses. The energy contained within it formed a channel, allowing the boy to directly reach the girl's dragon heart, which was still in a state of suppressed will.
With a wave of his right hand, the previously naked red-haired girl was draped in new clothes, if they could be called clothing.
The bandage-like design wrapped around the girl's vital parts. With a blank expression, she was like a tamed female slave, obediently following the boy back to the carriage where he had been.
No one in the caravan dared to question them. All they knew was that "the matter was resolved," so they continued on their way. As for the details, the guards, whose strength was far inferior, had no way of knowing, let alone the merchants.
Inside the carriage, the effects of the "Dragon Crown" had been preliminarily confirmed as expected, and the young man couldn't hide his joy. However, the more important effects were about to be tested.
The true effect of the Dragon Crown was to conquer the mind, making the opponent retain their past consciousness while submitting from the bottom of their heart. If the goal was simply to create a puppet, it would be faster to study the Pokémon's brain and then brainwash them, since that long-lived species mainly produced simple-minded individuals.
When it came to mind and consciousness, the greatest advantage naturally lay within one's own body. Even with the Dragon Crown's Dragon-type suppression and the opening of a channel directly to the depths of the mind, going down in person still couldn't change the fact that it was fighting on foreign soil.
Therefore, from the very beginning, the Dragon Crown was designed to contain consciousness, similar to a Horcrux. As for whether the arena is fair, that's simple: after suppression, it automatically guides the target's consciousness. Dragons love sparkly things, and the ice crown, besides being sparkly, is beautiful and fits their aesthetic. Furthermore, once worn, it becomes one's own, and one's own possession is one's home turf.
It's worth mentioning that this will-guiding occurs once per second after wearing it. Even if the success rate is only one percent, unless one is extremely unlucky or completely unaffected, after a quick cup of instant noodles, one is definitely already under its influence. As for whether items with dragon-breaking properties will be unaffected against dragons, well...
The solemn and majestic courtroom is the mental world manifested by the Dragon Crown. Sitting on the platform, serving as the judge, is naturally the young man who created everything before him.
Beside him, composed of magical energy, are roles such as lawyers, witnesses, and spectators—in game terms, NPCs.
As for Stella, she stood in the suspect's dock. As the defendant, her soul, having arrived through the dragon-destroying portal created by the Dragon Crown, was already riddled with holes, let alone in the overflowing courtroom.
"Suspect, state your name and the crime you have committed," the boy said, tapping his wooden hammer.
"Stella. Lofia, I... I don't know what crime I've committed," the girl's bewildered voice echoed in the courtroom.
However, she was met with a barrage of angry curses, such as "murderer" and "demon," an atmosphere of intense hatred. Even though Stella was a dragon and her will was severely suppressed, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine, and more importantly, she couldn't help but begin to doubt herself.
"Let's begin with the prosecution," the boy's voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, wielding the reins of judgment.
"Your Honor, jurors, the defendant has committed the crime of extermination against intelligent life. Using her power as a dragon, she slaughtered a weak caravan that hadn't provoked her," the solidified magic, acting as the prosecution's attorney, declared.
Just as Stella instinctively wanted to retort, she realized she couldn't utter a sound. However, she wasn't angry, because someone else had spoken for her.
"Objection," the solidified magic, acting as the defense's attorney, said. "Your Honor, jurors, please don't forget that the defendant is a dragon. It's common knowledge that dragons disregard other life forms. Like humans, they raise livestock, slaughtering them after they've grown." Yes, that's right. Stella inwardly agreed. When would the high and mighty dragons ever side with those lowly races, obediently surrendering their wealth when she soared overhead? Just like that race called humans, they also raise pigs and cattle before slaughtering them for food.
Just as Stella was internally agreeing with the lawyer defending her, the prosecution launched into a new charge, and the defense once again voiced their true feelings. "That's normal," she thought. "As a dragon, killing dozens or hundreds of humans, elves, or goblins for fun is no different than killing an ant colony—it's just a way to pass the time."
Suddenly, as Stella, unable to speak, silently gave the defense lawyer who had once again spoken his mind thirty-two thumbs up, the loud thud of a hammer striking the wooden board brought her back to reality. But now, she felt an unusual sense of agreement with the figure standing before her.
"Now, the defendant will defend himself and explain the reasons for committing the massacre of other intelligent life forms," the juvenile judge's authoritative voice made Stella tremble.
"The noble dragon race should not have dragon riders. As a member of the dragon royal family, standing at the pinnacle of all beings, the defendant is even less likely to accept ants as companions. In any case, dragon riders are basically all humans; if you become an enemy of humanity, you can forget about having a dragon rider." Unbeknownst to Stella herself, she unconsciously mimicked the way her defense attorney, who had been speaking her mind, had phrased the same sentences. More importantly, when referring to herself, she didn't use names or pronouns like "I" or "Stella," but instead, like a lawyer, used the pronoun "the defendant.
" "Defense attorney, do you have any defense for the defendant's actions of killing out of personal desire?" the prosecution attorney demanded loudly.
"Your Honor, jurors, the defendant has admitted that he acted out of selfish desire, just as some of you might shave your heads because of a head lice—it's merely a preventative measure. Although it's a crime, it's also within the realm of reason." Strangely, from this point onward, the defense attorney's words, while seemingly protecting Stella as a dragon, upon closer examination, seemed to be digging a hole for her, waiting for her to obediently jump in.
However, Stella herself didn't perceive the change. More importantly, because she had always considered these words her true feelings, after they were uttered, it was Stella herself who questioned whether she had committed the crime of "wantonly slaughtering intelligent life."
Where there was doubt, there was a need for an answer. The back-and-forth verbal battle in the courtroom appeared incredibly complex in the eyes of the young dragon girl. The only thing she knew was that her "inner voice" was becoming increasingly untenable. She, Stella, Lofia, was a sinful dragon who had committed a grave crime.
"This judge hereby pronounces the defendant, Stella Lofia, guilty of 'wantonly slaughtering intelligent life.'" The juvenile judge delivered the final verdict after the defense attorney ran out of arguments and the jury unanimously agreed to the guilty verdict.
"I understand, I am guilty." Stella, standing silently in the dock, showed no resistance, but rather a sense of relief and joy. The guilty must be punished; this is a principle accepted by all races.
"Because the defendant shows remorse, she is hereby sentenced to 'namelessness,' 'to serve as the mount of her dragon tamer for all eternity,' and 'to completely obey any command of her dragon tamer.'" The blue-haired juvenile judge said, looking at the red-haired dragon girl. "As for the dragon tamer, you will naturally know who it is, for that is your destiny as a dragon." "Thank you, Judge." The dragon girl, sentenced to 'namelessness,' that is, losing her name, replied with a joyful smile, for she had been punished for her guilt, rather than going unpunished.
"Court adjourned!"
With these words, everything before the girl's eyes vanished like mist, leaving only the verdict etched into her heart.
A thousand years in a dream, a thousand years in reality, what might be a mere night's dream in reality—the court's judgment had brought her back to reality in a fleeting instant. If anyone were watching, they would likely be astonished that the girl, who had been as dazed as a doll, had suddenly regained her liveliness, yet even a blockhead could understand the longing in her eyes.
Her proud nature remained unchanged, but for the boy who had defeated her, the girl dragon acknowledged him as her dragon tamer. Just as the judge had said in her memory, it was fate's arrangement, predetermined.
"I…" the nameless girl began, intending to give her name, but then remembering she no longer had one, she stopped.
"Sit down, and tell me who you are, and what you want to do." The boy who had orchestrated everything, aside from her name and the fact that he was rebelling against fate, knew little else.
"Originally, I was the princess of the Crimson Dragon Clan. To escape my destined role as a dragon tamer, I had been cooperating with the kingdom, helping them kill innocent merchants, hoping to become an enemy of humanity. Now, I am a sinful dragon sentenced
to 'namelessness'." The young dragon girl spoke frankly about her past, then looked at the boy, a blush rising on her cheeks, making her appear even more charming, befitting her charm stat approaching twenty. "So, what have you decided to do?" As a warlock, his charm stat was surprisingly higher than the young dragon girl's. Although he hadn't hinted during the trial that she should consider him a dragon tamer, he was confident in his own charm. His stat was so high that he maintained a constant +4 trust and +2 intimacy with everyone outside the evil faction.
"I hope..." Her voice trailed off, her beautiful face turning as red as an apple, "I hope you can become my dragon tamer." He harbored complex feelings towards dragons, whom high-ranking professions called flying lizards, whose fates were imposed upon them by gods and demons. Like a female dragon with a woman, or a male dragon with a man, even the deepest feelings are merely homosexual or lesbian relationships, never resulting in death.
But when a female dragon encounters a man, or a male dragon encounters a woman, throughout history, it has always pointed to lovers, or even closer couples. Therefore, for dragons, expressing a desire for someone of the opposite sex to become their dragon tamer is essentially a marriage proposal.
"Alright." The boy readily agreed, finally uttering what he desired.
Ancient and difficult-to-understand incantations came from the nameless girl's mouth, older than the currently known ancient dragon language, celestial language, and abyssal language. It was said to be the creation language used by the origin of all things and the supreme being. Miraculously, the boy, though not understanding the language, could comprehend its meaning.
The threads of fate, which should have been invisible, appeared at the moment the dragon and its tamer made an eternal pact. Briefly, the realm of fate and the surface world overlapped. What had only just begun to touch their destinies became intertwined under the influence of the incantation, until the end of their destinies.
On one side was a young man in loose robes; on the other, a young woman barely able to cover her private parts. In the Realm of Destiny, a realm inaccessible even to gods and demons, they made a vow more solemn than any mortal couple's, exchanging a contract of life and death.
It was a place unreachable by the mortal world; even the noblest of people, holding weddings in the Hall of Holy Light and receiving divine blessings, could not express their intimacy so concretely.
"My Dragon Tamer, please bestow upon me a name." The judgment had not affected the Realm of Destiny, but the young woman herself had accepted the judgment, and Destiny had responded accordingly. Therefore, the Dragon Tamer's contract included a naming ceremony for the young woman.
"Chi Yue." Standing in the Realm of Destiny, the young man gently stroked the faded thread bearing his name, "Aio."
"From this day forward, my name is Chi Yue, the dragon of the Dragon Tamer Aio." As the young woman finished speaking, the previously illegible name immediately changed, becoming the new name, Chi Yue.
"I am the Crimson Dragon. Chi Yue, I vow to be Aio's mount for all eternity, and to obey Aio's every command." The judgment within the Dragon Crown, spoken by Chi Yue, became the name of the dragon tamer, echoing throughout the Realm of Destiny, becoming an inseparable part of her fate.
The contract was complete, the realms separated, and Chi Yue stood before Aio, a blissful smile on her face.
The boy was extremely satisfied with the result. It was not only smoother than he had imagined, but more importantly, he had actually been able to enter the Realm of Destiny, a place even gods and demons could not enter.
"Aio." The girl's affectionate voice brought the boy back to his senses.
"Kneel."
The response was not the same tender words he had expected, but obedience to fate, etched in her heart, had become instinctive. Her body naturally knelt on the ground, her pretty face half-raised in surprise as she looked at the boy.
"So good." Reaching out to stroke her exquisitely sculpted face, admiring the girl, more beautiful and alluring than most beauties in the world, kneeling before him like a pet, Aio's excitement was indescribable. "From now on, I'll call you Xiaoyue." She sat back down, spread her legs, and pulled up the hem of her robe, pulling her already engorged and erect penis from her crotch, positioning the dark red tip against Xiaohong's. What was terrifying was that the penis between her legs wasn't like a normal human's; it resembled a dragon, with two fleshy horns on the glans and protrusions like limbs on the shaft.
"Suck me first; there aren't many good candidates on this trip." Her pretty face close to the erect penis, Xiaoyue opened her cherry lips and carefully took the head of the penis into her mouth. The warm mouth made Aiou feel like he was soaking in a hot spring. But this was normal; Xiaoyue let her saliva flow into her mouth, and since the Crimson Dragon could easily heat things up, she instantly created a hot spring in her mouth for her lover to soak in.
Under Ai Ou's guidance, Tan Kou began to manipulate Xiao Yue back and forth. Especially at the boy's request, Xiao Yue removed the last restraints from her alluring body, kneeling with her legs spread wide, while constantly shaking her body, causing her large breasts to sway up and down.
Besides the fact that he hadn't had any release for a long time, and also because of Xiaoyue's extraordinary learning ability and creativity, Aio soon felt the signs of ejaculation. So he took a deep breath and then forcefully pressed Xiaoyue's face against his crotch, so that his dragon penis could reach the soft flesh of the girl's throat.
"Drink it all." With a roar, Aio, who was in extreme pleasure, released his desire, and thick white fluid spurted out continuously. Because it was pressed against her throat, the large amount of mucus surprised Xiaoyue, but she still kept swallowing to satisfy Aio's demand.
"Cough, cough cough..." Even as a dragon, being forced to perform deep throat oral sex and ejaculate explosively in human form would still cause some discomfort. The feeling of almost being unable to breathe was beautified as proof of strength under the dual effects of the contract and the oath, which instead aroused her love.
"It might hurt a little next, bear with it." The gentle voice told of a love act that was almost torture. One by one, her limb joints were dislocated, because she was actually a dragon, so there was nothing that could bind her.
Facing Xiaoyue, who lay on the ground trembling in pain like an insect, Aiou took out a short whip about shoulder-length and swung it fiercely. His target was naturally Xiaoyue's alluring body, and soon enough, crisscrossing bloodstains appeared on her pale, delicate skin, which was flushed with a faint pink hue.
Theoretically, given the Crimson Flame Dragon's resistance, there shouldn't even be a trace of wound. The problem was that Chiyue was wearing the Dragon-Conquering Crown, and the Dragon-Slaying attribute was constantly eroding her body. Therefore, her body's resistance to damage was reduced to about the same level as her appearance—the delicate skin of a human girl.
Harboring a sense of punishment and longing for her lover, the intense physical pain was transformed into a sensual sensation in her mind, as evidenced by the constant flow of love fluid from between Xiaoyue's legs.
Finally, under Ai's deliberate control, ten consecutive lashes struck the girl's already muddy lips. Xiao Yue arched her body, and a fountain of fluid gushed from the top of her tender lips, accompanied by her delicate moans, releasing the climax of pleasure.
Lying on the ground, panting like a fish out of water, Chi Yue's appearance was completely unbelievable; she was a fiery red dragon, a terrifying dragon that had killed over a hundred people.
Ai reached out and parted Xiao Yue's swollen lips, feeling the suction from deep within her vagina and the still-flowing nectar. If she were human, penetration at this moment would bring her even stronger stimulation. Although Xiao Yue was actually a dragon, in human form, it was probably not much different.
His dragon-shaped penis, unlike that of a normal male, grew thicker and longer under his fervent will. The head of his penis pressed against the clitoris, coating it with love fluid, while constantly teasing the source of pleasure, striving to keep Xiao Yue in a state of excitement.
Grasping her incredibly full, soft, and elastic breasts, he opened his mouth and bit down hard on her cherry-red nipples, while swaying his hips and forcefully inserting his dragon penis into her vagina. A trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed from it, a symbol of Xiaoyue's loss of virginity.
Under the double stimulation, Xiaoyue, who was already on the verge of orgasm, was brought to the peak again, reaching an even higher level of ecstasy. To Aiou's surprise, she, who had been moaning and releasing her pent-up emotions, suddenly stopped crying out and instead hugged Aiou tightly, her long, jade-like legs wrapping around his waist.
"Hehe, what an interesting reaction, but it's time to take the hit." Perhaps because he had ejaculated so quickly the first time, Aiou swayed his hips with a peculiar rhythm, his dragon-like penis thrusting rapidly into her vagina, especially the horned tip. Every time her vagina contracted, the dragon-horn-like protrusions gave Xiaoyue an even stronger stimulation.
"No no no no no no... less than..." Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Xiaoyue uttered words she didn't even understand. Her mind was blank, filled only with Aiou's penis. Rationally, she felt it was dangerous, but emotionally, regardless of vows or anything else, being able to live in a world with only herself and her lover meant that even an empty mind was acceptable.
Finally, after an even more intense thrust, the dragon's penis swelled once more, containing the primordial fluid of life elements, bringing both of them to climax while also nourishing the seed of life. Holding each other tightly, her limbs were proof of Chiyue's desire.
Eight months later, inside a mage tower built in a city, a heavily pregnant young girl, her naked body covered in wounds, wearing an ice-blue crown, sat astride a young man with her legs wide open, her penis constantly thrusting in and out between their joined thighs.
"Ugh, ugh..." Aside from sweet moans, her cherry lips uttered no other words; she was like a sex doll, reveling in the pleasure of intercourse.
But whenever the movements became too intense, the girl's eyes would clear, forcibly pulling her from the throes of pleasure, for the boy beneath her had said she had to protect their unborn child.
Thinking of that child, brimming with her love, their love's fruit, the girl would smile—not a lustful smile of satisfied desire, but a smile of gratitude for happiness.
As a crimson dragon, she had become a sinful dragon by defying fate, yet she had unexpectedly found her destined dragon tamer (husband), and had even been able to forge a vow to spend her life together in a realm of destiny that even gods and demons could not reach. Most importantly, there was the fruit of their love in her womb.
She, Chi Yue, was truly too happy.
Therefore, Xiaoyue didn't care about the beautiful women lying on the bed, panting like dead fish. After all, they were just dragon beasts in disguise and wouldn't affect her and her lover's life at all, even if her lover slept with them instead of her.

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