Dragon Warrior 2

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1. Prehistoric Era from the Past…
Today, our protagonist is particularly nervous because it's Moria's due date; twelve years have passed,
and today is the day.
Although Sylvia once said that Moria would give birth to a "dragon-man" with a human appearance
, who knows? Moria might just lay another egg for her.
Just then, a flurry of activity came from the bedroom, followed by the loud, powerful cry of a baby.
"Has it been born? Has it been born?" Our protagonist anxiously awaited news, wishing he could just
burst into the bedroom.
"Master! Master!" At that moment, Leonie rushed out of the bedroom. "Sister Moria gave birth to a
boy!" "A boy, really!" Our protagonist has finally become a father, poor thing.
The protagonist hurriedly rushed into the bedroom and saw Sylvia holding and comforting a baby; Moria lay on
the bed, looking tired but still in good spirits.
"Are you alright, honey?" The protagonist went to the bedside first and kissed the woman who had carried his child for twelve years.
"I'm fine, Master." Moria smiled and kissed the protagonist back.
"Look, Fritz, where's your son?" Sylvia handed the baby boy she was holding to the protagonist.
"He's quite a handsome little guy." "Really!" Our protagonist had lived for so long (seventy or eighty years, perhaps),
but this was the first time he had ever held a child, especially his own precious son. His nervousness was unimaginable.
The protagonist carefully took the baby from Sylvia and held him close to his chest, examining him closely. "Hmm, he looks a lot like me." The protagonist murmured to
himself, looking at the baby boy who had just stopped crying after Sylvia had soothed him . He reached out and teased his son with his finger. "Giggle...giggle..." The baby laughed, amused by the protagonist. Suddenly, a bright flash of lightning struck. "Waaaaaaah..." The protagonist screamed. "Are you alright?" Sylvia quickly took the child from the protagonist, comforting him as she did so. "I didn't expect this child to have such strong lightning elemental power from birth." "Thank goodness." Our protagonist panted. Although our protagonist already had 99% defense against lightning, the high-voltage electricity released by his son was lightning energy with an intensity comparable to dragon energy, still making the protagonist scream. " What should we name this child?" Sylvia looked at the child in her arms, finding him more and more adorable, and couldn't help but reach out to tease him. "Since he's so good at generating electricity , let's call him Blitz ..." Just then, another burst of high- voltage lightning flashed . "Eee ... After the ancient holy dragon awakened, there was no longer any need to select the next generation of Silver Dragon Saintesses. However, when the legendary Dragon God appeared before the Silver Dragons and instructed them to "personally" select the next Silver Dragon Saintesse, all the Silver Dragons on the continent immediately gathered at the holy land, awaiting the Dragon God's personal selection of the twenty-fourth generation Silver Dragon Saintesse. For the chosen Silver Dragon maiden, being "personally selected by the Dragon God" was the highest honor; after all, apart from the first generation Saintesse, who was personally selected by the Dragon God, the other Silver Dragon Saintesses were chosen by the elders. The Silver Dragons surrounded the Holy Dragon Altar, while seven Silver Dragon maidens, aged between seventy and one hundred and fifty, transformed into human form and stood in a line before the Holy Dragon Altar, awaiting the Dragon God's descent. The moment of the Dragon God's descent was approaching. As the Holy Dragon Altar began to glow faintly, all the Silver Dragons lowered their heads, and the seven Silver Dragon maidens knelt on one knee, their hands clasped in front of their chests, awaiting the Dragon God's appearance. Suddenly, the Holy Dragon Altar emitted a brilliant flash, which then transformed into countless fireflies that scattered in all directions . At the center of the swarm of lights, the Dragon God, now in human form with wings gleaming with diamond-like luster, appeared on the altar, accompanied by the ancient Holy Dragon, also in human form, and the previous generation's Silver Dragon Saintess. "No need for formalities," the Dragon God's clear voice rang out. "Everyone, rise." The silver dragons , who had been bowing their heads, dared to raise them now, gazing with reverence at the Dragon God and the ancient Holy Dragon as they descended from the altar and walked towards the seven silver dragon maidens in human form. Although the seven candidate saintesses had stood up when the Dragon , they once again clasped their hands in front of their chests, knelt on one knee, and held their breath , awaiting the Dragon God's selection of the twenty-fourth Silver Dragon Saintess. The Dragon God smiled and slowly walked past the seven silver dragon maidens, choosing his preferred candidate. Fang Siqini was only seventy-three years old this year, and originally she was not qualified to participate in the selection of the Silver Dragon Saintess—dragons usually only gain the ability to transform into human form after the age of eighty, so dragons under eighty years old who could not transform into human form were naturally not qualified to participate in the selection of the Silver Dragon Saintess. However, Fang Siqini's ambition childhood was to become the next Silver Dragon Saintess, so while other young silver dragons were still carefree playing and enjoying their childhood, Fang Siqini was undergoing rigorous self-cultivation. As a result, Fang Siqini gained the ability to transform into human form earlier than other dragons and qualified to participate in the selection of the Silver Dragon Saintess. When the Dragon God walked in front of the seven kneeling candidates for Saintess, Fang Siqini felt her heart beating very fast —the previous Saintess had only recently come of age, and according to past practice, the next Saintess was usually selected only after the previous Saintess had turned three hundred years old. If things proceeded as usual, Francine was confident she could prepare herself and defeat the other candidates to stand out as the Holy Maiden. However, choosing a Holy Maiden so early meant that Francine had only just gained the ability , and her preparation in other areas was severely lacking—such as magical abilities, which require time to accumulate and cultivate . Although, for a silver dragon of the same age (seventy), Francine's magical abilities could be considered top-notch , among these seven candidates, she was probably the least skilled in magic. Even more unexpectedly for Francine was that this time, the Dragon God himself would be choosing the twenty-fourth Holy Maiden.

The chosen saintess, instead of being selected by the elders as before, would be chosen by the Dragon God. This meant that the chosen saintess would not only be the saintess of the Silver Dragon
Clan . The saintess chosen by the Dragon God would essentially be the saintess of all dragon clans! After all, there
are so many dragons on the continent, and each clan has its own elders, so a saintess chosen by an elder is only significant to that clan. But there is only one Dragon God, and the honor of being chosen by the Dragon God is incomparable to the honor of being chosen by the elders of the Silver Dragon Clan! The honor is so sublime, yet her preparation is so inadequate; she fears her chances of being chosen are slim. This made it difficult for Fang Siqini, who desperately wanted to become a saintess, not to be nervous . A pair of slender, white feet in glass high heels stopped in front of Fang Siqini. Fang Siqini knew the Dragon God was watching her, and her heart pounded with excitement. Although she tried her best to suppress her excitement, her thin shoulders still trembled slightly. "Fanskin, stand up." The Dragon God's voice, like an angel's descent, came down from above Fanskin's head. "Let me take a good look at you." "Y-yes!" Unexpectedly, the Dragon God only 'casually glanced ' at the six saintesses in front of her, but instead showed her special favor, even asking her to stand up so he could 'take a closer look '. Fanskin was incredibly excited, almost springing up from the ground, and stood up straight in an instant, her eyes meeting the Dragon God's kind gaze. "Hmm, this child is very spirited." Seeing Fanskin's face full of undisguised excitement, the Dragon God smiled slightly . "What do you think?" "Generally good." The ancient holy dragon, Ketsu, who was following behind the Dragon God on the left, looked Fanskin up and down a few times. "It's just that her chest is a bit too small, I'm afraid it's not attractive enough." Ah, her chest is too small. When Fanskin heard the ancient holy dragon's comment about her human form, she almost had the urge to cover her chest with her hands. Although Fang Siqin knew that appearance when transformed into human form was an important evaluation criterion during the selection of successive Silver Dragon Saintesses, and Fang Siqin had indeed put in a lot of effort in this regard—spending more than ten years traveling to all the elven settlements on the northern continent, specifically seeking out elven girls and 'observing' their naked bodies in order to find the most 'ideal' 'body shape'; she never expected that her efforts would still be criticized by the ancient holy dragon for 'too small breasts'! This… "Anyway, 'he' is still young, he probably won't pay too much attention to this, it's okay, right?" Former Saintess Lyonie, who was following behind the Dragon God on the right and still wearing the silver feather of the Silver Dragon Saintess mark on her right ear, smiled bitterly. "And Fang Siqini will grow up, and there will be opportunities to improve her appearance later." Hearing the previous saintess speak for her, Fang Siqini really wanted to hug the former saintess and give her a thank-you kiss; however, Fang Siqini couldn't help but secretly glance at the former saintess's chest, uh... her own chest seemed really 'too small'... "In that case, I have no objection." The ancient holy dragon shrugged. "Alright, it's decided on this girl." The dragon god said. It... it's decided on this girl? Could it be that she was chosen and became the twenty-fourth generation Silver Dragon Saintess ? Fang Siqini couldn't believe her ears, and her heart was pounding wildly. However, when Leoni took off the silver feather that represented the Silver Dragon Saintess from her right ear and personally put the silver feather earring on Fang Siqini, Fang Siqini finally confirmed her new identity. "Thank you! Thank you, Dragon God!" Overjoyed, Fang Siqini knelt down and bowed to the dragon god. "No need for formalities, rise. From today onward, your name in human form will be 'Little Silver Bell,' understand?" The Dragon God smiled and personally helped Fang Siqini up. "Furthermore, I have a task for you to carry out ." "Yes, yes!" To be helped up by the Dragon God himself, Fang Siqini... oh, now she's ' Little Silver Bell'; Little Silver Bell was incredibly excited, feeling that all the time she could have spent playing as a child, spent on diligent training, had now been rewarded a thousandfold. "Whatever the Dragon God's task is, I will do my best to accomplish it!" Hearing Little Silver Bell 's spirited answer, the Dragon God seemed quite pleased and nodded with a smile; however, Little Silver Bell noticed that the ancient holy dragon, Kettri, seemed to purse her lips, with a rather dismissive expression, and the former saintess, Leonie, was looking at her with 'pity,' yes, pity. Strange, why do the ancient holy dragon and the former holy maiden have such strange expressions? Could it be that the has some particularly 'difficult' aspect? Little Silver Bell was a little curious, but at this moment, she didn't want to worry about such things at all. After all, she was the holy maiden personally chosen by the only god of the entire dragon race—the Dragon God—and was the most outstanding holy maiden of the entire dragon race. No matter how difficult the task was, Little Silver Bell was confident that she could overcome it. After all, she was the most outstanding holy maiden of the 'entire dragon race,' the Silver Dragon Holy Maiden personally chosen by the Dragon God, wasn't she? Secondly, in the southwestern desert, there is a barren rocky canyon called 'Dragon Valley.' The people living ' near all know that you should never approach Dragon Valley unless absolutely necessary, and even if you have to, don't go near it. First, to reach Dragon Valley, one must traverse a vast desert surrounding it, where a single misstep could lead to getting lost and never finding one again. Even if one manages to reach Dragon Valley, entry is impossible . This is because it is inhabited by numerous golden dragons, who dislike being disturbed. Therefore , the golden dragons guarding the entrance politely "invite" those wishing to enter to leave. While the golden dragons don't physically harm the "guests," they simply ask them to leave . Consider this: after spending so much time and effort to finally reach the entrance, only to be turned away by the guarding golden dragons and unable to enter, who would be willing to invest so much time and risk so much just to be disappointed? Even those who are simply curious and want to see what golden dragons look like almost always leave disappointed. To avoid trouble, the golden dragon guarding the valley entrance doesn't reveal itself from its hiding place to speak with visitors. Instead, it uses telepathy to send messages into their minds. Therefore, even if a visitor simply wants to see what the golden dragon looks like...

Upon reaching Dragon Valley, not even a single golden lizard could be seen, let alone a golden dragon.
As for those madmen who wanted to capture golden dragons to make a fortune—they did exist, but such pitiful people did
exist; even if someone tried to forcibly enter Dragon Valley, where golden dragons lived, there
had never a successful example.
No one knew exactly how many golden dragons inhabited Dragon Valley, but it was certain that just
the dragon guarding the entrance would require at least tens of thousands of people to have any 'hope' of defeating it. For such a large
force , just crossing the desert and securing food and water would be an incredibly troublesome problem,
not to mention that if a fight actually broke out, the golden dragons in Dragon Valley would also come out to support the guarding dragon in
the battle ; being overwhelmed by a large group of golden dragons, the odds of victory were predictable, and even without considering the consequences, everyone knew that
the chances of humans defeating golden dragons were extremely slim.
I seem to have strayed a bit from the topic.
Even though Dragon Valley was such a secluded place,
news of the Dragon God's personal descent to the sacred land of the Silver Dragon Clan and the selection of the twenty-fourth Silver Dragon Saintess still reached Dragon Valley, causing much discussion among
the Golden Dragons .
Besides the topic of the Dragon God's descent to the Silver Dragon Clan's sacred land, there was another rather "interesting"
piece of news : a group of ruthless thieves had appeared on the Northern Continent. These
thieves committed countless atrocities, including robbery, rape, and kidnapping; however, due to their large numbers and strength, the countries of
the Northern Continent were powerless to stop them and could only allow them to harm their people.
Of course, compared to the attention garnered by the Dragon God's descent to the Silver Dragon Sanctuary,
the minor issue of thieves in the Northern Continent held no interest for the Golden Dragons. They merely
treated the news as a topic of amusement, letting it pass without taking it seriously. After all, no matter
how , as long as they weren't trying to sneak into Dragon Valley to steal eggs, the Golden Dragons couldn't be bothered
with the infighting among humans—the history of human infighting was so long it was impossible to trace
, and after thousands of years of slaughter, humanity showed no signs of extinction, so there was no need to worry too much.
However, when the news reached the ears of a young Golden Dragon named Besserdon, this
dragon, privately described by the other Golden Dragons as having an "excessive sense of justice," became angry.
Besserdon believed that even for humans, with their long history of mutual slaughter, the existence of thieves who
harmed their fellow humans was intolerable. If these scoundrels were allowed to run
rampant, their misdeeds would eventually corrupt other races on the continent. And the world
already had enough evil; less was always better.
Therefore, Besserdon inquired everywhere, hoping someone knew the whereabouts of these northern continental bandits. While most
of the golden dragons didn't know, one
golden dragon happened to know information about them.
Having obtained the information, Besserdon immediately set off on his
journey to "eliminate evil and purify the world. "
In a snow-covered mountain in the north of the continent,
the heavy , suddenly burst open. Broken pieces of wood flew everywhere in the billowing dust, startling the nearby
bandit sentries who were on guard, who were completely bewildered.
However, when the bandits saw
a
handsome young man emerge slowly from the dust—a man in a white robe, with shoulder-length, shimmering golden hair and equally piercing golden eyes, carrying a golden staff—they immediately knew what had happened. This young man must be a mage,
and the stronghold's gate must have been blasted open by his magic.
Although the bandits knew this young man was "just a mage," they
dared not act rashly. The stronghold's heavy gate was so thick that even the mages accompanying the armies of various governments couldn't break it down,
yet this young man had breached it; he must be a mage of considerable skill.
It was best to avoid provoke a skilled mage if possible.
However, the bandits couldn't simply let the sorcerer swagger into their stronghold, especially since he
had entered in such a hostile manner by "breaking down the gate." Therefore, under
the command , the bandits quickly gathered, almost everyone grabbing bows and arrows or
long-range weapons like javelins and throwing knives, cautiously on guard.
Completely oblivious to the tense actions of the large group of bandits around him, the blond young man merely
glanced at them and continued walking slowly.
"Hey!" One of the underlings blocked the young sorcerer's path,
looking at . "What brings you here?" "Take me to your leader," the young sorcerer
said calmly.
"Your name?" The bandit leader was slightly relieved to hear that the other man was there to see the leader;
at least the sorcerer wouldn't be casting spells on him "for the time being." "I need to inform the leader."
"I am Besser Dalton." As Besser Dalton, led by several bandit leaders, entered
the main hall of the bandit stronghold, the bandit leaders couldn't help but glance at him. This mage looked
so young, but judging from the magical power he possessed—enough to blast open the stronghold's gate—
he was at least a level seven mage, a grand mage. Moreover, he was so
handsome . Why had they never heard of such a person on the continent
? With remarkable composure, Besser Dalton approached the bandit leaders with his left hand
, simply raising it as a greeting.
"Your name is Besser Dalton?" Despite Besser Dalton's rude behavior, the bandit leaders
tolerated it. "What brings you here?" "I've heard you bandits
have committed countless atrocities . I want you to disband immediately..." Besser Dalton said slowly,
completely unconcerned about the bandits' faces changing instantly. "...And you must immediately surrender to the law enforcement agencies of various countries and
accept the legal punishment you deserve." "Heh heh, you little brat want us to disband immediately and then go to the government..."
"Surrender, hahaha!" The bandit leader first sneered, then burst into loud laughter. "You might as well tell us
to slit our own throats! Hahahaha! Break up the gang and surrender, are you an idiot? Hehehehe!"
As the bandit leader laughed, the surrounding bandits joined in,
their deafening laughter quickly filling the entire hall of the stronghold.
"Slitting our own throats isn't very responsible, but it's an acceptable solution,"
Besser Dalton said slowly, his voice not particularly loud, but the thunderous laughter in the stronghold couldn't drown
out his words; and upon hearing Besser Dalton's words, the stronghold hall fell silent for a moment.
"Boy, don't go too far!" The bandit leader's face was contorted with rage. "Even if you're a
skilled mage, so what? You think you can make us slit our throats with just a few words? No way!
We're all going to die anyway, so we'd rather slit yours first than have us do it!" With the bandit leader
's roar, the bandits gathered in the hall drew their weapons, and the hall was instantly filled with the glint of swords.
"Fine, since you're unwilling to repent and admit your mistakes, then I'll have to make my move." Besser Dalton closed his eyes and
slowly raised the golden staff in his right hand. The magic crystal at the tip of the staff had already begun
to glow due to the gathering magic power.
"Kill him!" Seeing Besser Dalton begin to cast his spell, the bandit leader roared. "Don't give him
a chance to cast a spell!" At the bandit leader's command, countless swords and blades swung
down towards Besser Dalton, accompanied by the incessant twang of bowstrings. Bandits further away aimed
their arrows at Besser Dalton, fearing he might cast a spell first; a mage of Besser Dalton's caliber,
if he succeeded, would likely kill half the people in the hall instantly.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
With a flick of his left hand, Besser Dalton unleashed a torrent of thick, bluish-white lightning, accompanied by chilling crackling sounds
, sweeping across the entire hall. The bandits in its path were instantly electrocuted and reduced to charred remains, without even a scream
. Simultaneously, the tip of his staff in his right hand released numerous fire elemental eagles that
swooped down . These eagle-shaped fire elements not only incinerated the arrows aimed at Besser Dalton mid-flight
but also exploded upon impact with the walls around the hall, the powerful explosions engulfing the surrounding bandits
in a ferocious inferno, reducing them to ashes.
One moment, the hall
was teeming with bandits, eager to kill Besser Dalton; the next, the ground was littered with charred corpses, and an eerie, deathly silence filled the hall.
Slowly opening his eyes and surveying the now empty hall, Besser Dalton turned and
walked the exit.
But just as Besser Dalton was about to step out of the hall, a series of crisp claps
came from outside. Besser Dalton immediately gripped his staff, on high alert.
"Good, you did very well," a clear, melodious female voice rang out, followed by three figures appearing at
the hall's entrance.
Besser Dalton was startled at first glance; the two women who appeared later were snow elves,
but Besser Dalton could sense a strong dragon aura emanating from them. Those two women must be
snow elves transformed from silver dragons, and very likely, they were even legendary ancient holy dragons—otherwise, they wouldn't possess such a
powerful dragon aura, something only dragons over a thousand years old could exude.
However, walking ahead of the silver dragons was a woman with translucent, iridescent hair and
a pair of diamond-like, shimmering dragon wings on her back—retaining dragon wings while in human form was the legendary holy form of
a dragon god appearing in the mortal realm!
Moreover, the dragon aura emanating from the leading woman was no longer just intense; it was
a supreme being, a feeling that made Besser Dalton instinctively want to submit.
The Dragon God—this must be the legendary Dragon God!
"Greetings, Lord Dragon God!" Without hesitation, Besser Dalton almost instinctively knelt, his hands protectively placed in front of him,
paying homage to the Dragon God with the etiquette a dragon would show when in human form.
"Rise," the Dragon God smiled. "You are Besser Dalton, are you?" "Yes!" Besser Dalton
practically sprang to his feet.
"Very good. I have a favor to ask of you, a very troublesome one!" The Dragon God
maintained his kind smile. "Will you accept?" "Please give your orders, Lord Dragon God,
and I will do my utmost!" Besser Dalton was overjoyed that the Dragon God had something to entrust to him. This was an unparalleled honor for a dragon,
and he agreed without even asking what the Dragon God wanted him to do.
"Very well, I want you to go to a city called 'Kahn'..."
2 This is just the beginning...
A Silver Romance (Part 1)
"Brother! Brother!" A delicate voice quickly approached from afar. Although he couldn't hear the sound of running footsteps,
Blitz knew that his sister definitely had something to tell him again.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Blitz put away the book he was reading and stood up. Just then, the door slammed
open with a loud bang as Philia kicked it open. After kicking the door open, Philia deliberately held up the hem of her skirt,
keeping her long, slender legs, clad in stockings, in the position of kicking the door open.
"What is it now?" Blitz greeted Philia, who had an excited expression, with a wry smile. Usually,
when Philia showed this kind of smile, it meant that she had discovered something new and couldn't wait to show it off to
Blitz —of course, she could also use Blitz as a guinea pig.
"Brother! You know what?" Philia said excitedly. "I just discovered a new spell!
I'll show you now!" With that, Philia quickly chanted the incantation, while Blitz could only smile wryly,
awaiting the unknown spell about to rain down on him.
However, surprisingly, Philia didn't cast the spell on Blitz this time;
after , a black light flashed around her body, and with a ripping sound,
the upper half of her princess dress burst open, revealing two large, white, and full breasts, their
pink nipples still slightly erect.
"Philia, you…!"
Blitz stared wide-eyed, utterly unable to believe what he was seeing… Of course, there was another…
For this reason, Philia's voluptuous and sexy figure, which rivaled that of an adult woman, made it almost impossible for Blitz to look
away , even though Blitz knew that staring intently at his sister's naked body like this was hardly... well...
good... behavior.
"How about it, brother? My figure is pretty good, isn't it? Compared to your little silver bell, whose figure is better?"
Philia not only didn't care about Blitz's gaze fixed on her chest, but also smiled and puffed out her chest. Her two
large breasts bounced up and down with Philia's chest-puffing movements, making Blitz's heart
pound faster.
"Of course, your figure is better. Little silver bell is a snow elf, so of course her figure is more slender,
not spectacular as yours." Blitz felt his mouth go dry, and even speaking was a little difficult.
"You have good taste, you lecherous brother." Philia giggled. "Alright, enough with the eye candy!
I wanted you to see her back, not her chest! You lecherous brother!" Something on her back…
Blitz regained his composure, shifting his gaze from Philia's chest. Just as he was about to examine her back to see
what unusual, Blitz froze.
Because Blitz had seen a pair of wings with a bright, ruby-red color
extending from Philia's back; from the shape of the wings and the fine scales covering them, Blitz recognized them
as dragon wings, and the wings of a red dragon at that!
"How…!" Blitz didn't know how to ask. What kind of magic was this
that made dragon wings grow on Philia's back
? "Interesting, isn't it?" Philia giggled again. "I discovered this while practicing Bloodlust and Berserk today
. I just wanted to try combining these two spells to amplify their power and see
what would happen , but unexpectedly, these wings sprouted from my back." Blitz found Bloodlust and Berserk strange.
He knew these were both evil-type mental magic spells that could enhance a warrior's combat abilities; but how could
dragon wings appear on Philia
? "And these wings are usable!" Before Blitz could
ask . Then, the dragon wings on Philia's back unfurled, flapped a few times, creating a gust of air that
slowly lifted her body into the air.
Blitz was dumbfounded. A spell combining Bloodlust and Berserk could actually create
usable wings on a person? What kind of new magic was this
? "However, this spell won't create wings on other people; it will only cause their blood vessels to burst
and them . I think those people are probably too weak to withstand the power of the spell, so I came to ask you
to try it out!" Philia said with a grin. Blitz, however, secretly cried out in alarm: Philia really wanted to use him
as a guinea pig for her new spell! And it sounded like this spell could cause blood vessels to burst, so...!
Before Blitz could think any further, Philia began chanting the spell again. Black light
flickered in Philia's fair palm. Then, Philia reached out and pressed the ball of black light onto Blitz's forehead.
"Whoa!" When Philia cast the mixed Bloodlust Berserk spell on Blitz, Blitz
felt an extreme pain explode in his mind, as if someone had smashed his head
open ; the pain made Blitz crouch on the ground, clutching his head.
"Huh, why isn't it working?" Just as Blitz was crying out in pain, Philia
felt strange that the spell wasn't working; when Philia used this spell on herself, it could make her grow dragon wings, and
when she used it on others, it would cause their blood vessels to burst, but when she used it on Blitz, it only made Blitz scream.
"Maybe the spell's power isn't enough, let's try again!" Philia quickly chanted the incantation, and before Blitz
could stop her, Philia cast the second mixed Bloodlust Berserk spell on Blitz.
"...!" When the spell, greatly amplified by Philia, was cast on Blitz,
Blitz immediately felt an unbearable pain explode in his mind.
The sensation instantly became numb. Then, an indescribable feeling of excitement welled up like a spring in the places where the pain had ravaged
.
With a "whoosh," Blitz's clothes suddenly ripped into pieces, and a pair of bronze-
colored dragon wings rapidly unfolded from his back, swaying slightly in the airflow. Blue-green
sparks of electricity danced all over Blitz's body.
"Wow! Bro! You're so cool! Not only do you have wings, but you also have electric arcs on your body! It's super dazzling!"
Philia clapped and laughed after the "experiment" was a success. She even curiously reached out to touch Blitz, only to be shocked by the electric arcs on Blitz's body with a crackling
sound . Philia quickly withdrew her hand in pain.
However, Blitz had no time to notice the changes in his body, as the numerous
sparks had burned all his clothes to shreds, leaving him completely naked.
To make matters worse, his sister was right in front of him, staring with considerable interest at his engorged penis…
But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that, having just witnessed his sister's sexy naked body,
Blitz's penis was now ignoring his reason's protests, steadily engorging and slowly becoming erect
, pointing towards Philia.
Just then, Little Silver Bell, who had just gone to serve Blitz tea, entered the study. Seeing the
dragon wings sprouting from Blitz's back, Little Silver Bell instantly paled and screamed. Then, in a tone of speech completely incomprehensible to Blitz
, she rapidly chanted a spell; a white flash shot from between Little Silver Bell's hands and
landed on Blitz.
"Whoa!" Compared to the pain caused by Philia's spell, the pain inflicted by Little Silver Bell's spell on
Blitz 's mind was more than ten times greater; Blitz didn't even have time to feel
anything before he fainted from the excruciating pain.
When he regained consciousness, Blitz found himself lying in bed, with Little Silver Bell sitting anxiously beside him,
holding Blitz's hand tightly.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Little Silver Bell asked with concern.
"I... what happened?" Blitz felt a little dizzy.
"You just fainted, it almost scared me to death." Hearing Little Silver Bell say this, Blitz then
remembered the nightmarish experiences before he fainted: being used as a magical experiment by Philia, and the growth of...
Strange wings, and then Little Silver Bell cast a spell on herself before fainting...
"By the way, Little Silver Bell, what spell did you just cast?" Briz asked curiously, not only
because he had never heard the incantation before, but also because Little Silver Bell's way of casting spells was very different from usual,
at least the way she chanted the incantation was very different.
Upon hearing Blitz's question, Little Silver Bell was immediately dumbfounded. When she came in, she saw that Blitz
had somehow broken the elemental seal placed by the Dragon God and transformed into the Dragon God's Saint form
(human appearance with dragon wings). She was terrified on the spot because the Dragon God had instructed the dragons responsible for "
taking care" of Blitz and Philia to never let Blitz and Philia discover that they were
the offspring Blitz had transformed without her knowledge. In her fright, Little Silver Bell
immediately cast an elemental seal combined with a mental seal spell on Blitz. Because she forcibly sealed Blitz's mind when he was transformed and in an extremely
high , Blitz fainted from the pain on the spot.
Worse still, fearing the spell wouldn't be powerful enough, Little Silver Bell, in her haste, used dragon language magic.
Humans cannot use dragon language magic, so Briz naturally hadn't heard Little Silver Bell chant the incantation in dragon language.
More importantly, the dragons responsible for "taking care" of Briz and Philia had also promised the Dragon God that
they wouldn't let Briz and Philia discover their dragon identities. Yet Little Silver Bell used
dragon language magic in front of Briz, which was tantamount to breaking her promise to the Dragon God. If Briz discovered she was a silver dragon because of this, Little Silver Bell was terrified of
the Dragon God's anger and the punishment he would inflict for breaking his promise . Her mind raced, but even though Little Silver Bell considered herself exceptionally intelligent among the younger generation of the Silver Dragon clan, she couldn't come up with a suitable explanation to answer Blitz's question. Blitz, though honest, wasn't stupid. Once he heard dragon language, he remembered it. The next time he heard it, he would know Little Silver Bell was using dragon magic, and her identity would be exposed. Therefore, trying to deceive Blitz with an excuse was useless. "What's wrong? Is something amiss?" Seeing Little Silver Bell's flustered expression and silence, Blitz looked at her curiously. Little Silver Bell knew that if she didn't give Blitz an answer soon, he would become suspicious. Even if Blitz didn't press her about what magic she had just used, he would still try to find out what spell she had cast. If Blitz went to ask Natalie, and Natalie honestly told Blitz it was dragon language magic—Little Silver Bell was very sure that Natalie would tell Blitz the truth. After all, it was Little Silver Bell who would be punished by the Dragon God, not Natalie, and Natalie didn't care about anyone else's life or death—in that case, Little Silver Bell would be doomed . Even so, Little Silver Bell still couldn't think of a proper solution; in desperation, she couldn't help but cry. "Oh, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Unexpectedly, Blitz was flustered by Little Silver Bell's tears in front of him . For a moment, he forgot about asking about the dragon language magic and hurriedly comforted Little Silver Bell. "Don't cry, don't cry! There's something I can help you with, so please stop crying!" Seeing that Blitz 's attention had been diverted, Little Silver Bell immediately thought of a good method—to distract Blitz! So, Little Silver Bell simply burst into loud sobs, crying as if the world were ending, a truly heartbreaking, tearful, and utterly devastating tragedy. Seeing Little Silver Bell 's uncontrollable crying, Blitz panicked. His mother, Moria, had instructed him to treat Little Silver Bell well, and now that she was crying so sadly, Blitz felt he hadn't fulfilled his obligation to " treat her ." In desperation, Blitz quickly sat down next to Little Silver Bell, gently patting her shoulder and whispering comforting words in her ear. With Blitz sitting beside her and Blitz "breathing" into her ear, Little Silver Bell felt a comfortable tingling sensation on one side of her body, and for a moment, she forgot to cry louder. Seeing that his "comfort" had worked, Blitz perked up and became even more proactive, putting his arm around Silver Bell's lower back. Blitz had always liked Silver Bell, but he could never find an opportunity to get closer to her. He was afraid that a hasty move would scare her away, so he had always been observing. Now that the opportunity had arrived, and since his first step hadn't offended Silver Bell, Blitz began the second step to close the distance between them. Feeling Blitz's hand around her waist, Silver Bell couldn't help but blush. However, Silver Bell 's primary goal was to distract Blitz, and using her beauty to divert his attention was a good idea. Besides, Silver Bell didn't "dislike" the handsome Blitz, but she was responsible for taking care of him, and having a romantic relationship with him didn't seem to be her duty. Therefore, Silver Bell didn't actively pursue Blitz. But this time the situation was different. Little Silver Bell needed to distract Briz from revealing her identity. If sacrificing her looks could achieve her goal, Little Silver Bell would not hesitate. Noticing that her further actions not only did not provoke Little Silver Bell's resentment, but also made her crying quieter, Briz was greatly encouraged. This time, he simply pulled Little Silver Bell's slender body into , holding her delicate body in his arms, feeling her soft body and smooth skin. He also leaned his head close to Little Silver Bell's ear and whispered comforting refreshing scent of her virginity. Unexpectedly, the usually reserved Blitz had become so bold, causing Little Silver Bell to blush again . Being held in Blitz's arms actually felt quite nice; it was warm and gave her a sense of being protected, making her feel safe and secure. Little Silver Bell momentarily forgot her crying, only focusing on her blushing face and shy, . "Um, that, Little Silver Bell..." Seeing that the beauty in his arms had finally stopped crying, Blitz cautiously continued to probe. "What kind of magic did you just cast? Can you tell me?" Hearing Blitz's question, Little Silver Bell almost fainted. She hadn't expected Blitz to be so inquisitive. However , Little Silver Bell knew that faking crying this time was useless; even if Blitz hadn't questioned her while she was faking it,

Once he finished crying, Blitz would immediately start pressing him for details; unless he could divert Blitz's attention in a better way
, like...
"Your Highness, what's that hard thing pressing against my butt? It hurts so much!" Little Silver Bell asked deliberately
, though she knew perfectly well what it was.
Blitz was immediately embarrassed by Little Silver Bell's question; embracing his beloved beauty, especially one
of the most famous beauties on the Northern Continent's beauty list, it was hard for Blitz not to have impure thoughts, and his lower body
faithfully responded to his desires, standing erect and pressing right between Little Silver Bell's buttocks
; Blitz couldn't bear to part with that warm, comfortable feeling, and since Little Silver Bell didn't immediately object, he pretended
not to know, taking advantage of her.
"It's Your Highness's penis, isn't it?" Seeing Blitz's embarrassment, Little Silver Bell laughed; she had suddenly found
a way to extricate herself from this predicament.
"Uh... this... that..." This time it was Blitz's turn to blush, at a loss for words.
"Your Highness, don't blush, hehe, so cute." Little Silver Bell chuckled, turned her head, and
lightly kissed Blitz on the cheek. Though the kiss was light, it made Blitz feel as if he were flying to the heavens.
The girl he liked had kissed him!
Silver Bell Romance (Part 2)
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" By the time Blitz came back to his senses, Little Silver Bell had already called several times
.
"I'm sorry, I was just spacing out." Blitz apologized sheepishly. "What is it?" "Your...
it making me very uncomfortable!" Little
Silver Bell scolded playfully, startling Blitz into immediately releasing his hold on her.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Blitz hurriedly apologized, but Little Silver Bell didn't
immediately remove her bottom from 'that hard thing.' Instead, she chuckled again,
wriggling in Blitz's arms, making Blitz feel another wave of tingling.
"Little Silver Bell, I...can I hug you?"
Briz finally mustered the courage
to ask, feeling the soft, squirming body of Little Silver Bell wriggle in his arms and reluctant to let go of the smooth, fragrant touch of her body.
Little Silver Bell chuckled. She'd already hugged him for so long, and now she was
asking if she could hug him again? Was Briz innocently adorable, or was he just being hypocritical? This
was a good opportunity to distract him.
"As long as Your Highness doesn't ask me what spell I used, of course you can," Little Silver Bell stated her
condition.
"Why?" Briz asked again, curious.
"Because it would be very troublesome for me!" Little Silver Bell pouted her cherry lips, acting coquettishly.
The "trouble" Little Silver Bell meant was the inability to explain to Briz why she could use dragon language magic
, but Briz misunderstood, thinking Little Silver Bell didn't want him to be sad because he couldn't learn her magic
.
"I won't ask." Since Blitz knew he could never learn the magic Little Silver Bell used
, he was happy to agree.
"Then, Your Highness, how would you like to hold me?" Having successfully defused the awkward situation of Blitz pressing her about dragon language magic,
Little Silver Bell was in an exceptionally good mood. She nestled into Blitz's arms and even took
his hands to hug her. Little Silver Bell knew that Blitz was too shy, and if she didn't take the initiative,
even if Blitz got permission, he probably wouldn't dare to reach out and hug her even if it took a hundred years.
...Well, or rather, it should be said that Little Silver Bell wasn't pretty enough for Blitz to hug her without hesitation,
according to Natalie...
But Blitz, finally holding a soft, fragrant body in his arms, was so happy he almost fainted. Little Silver Bell
's body heat seeped through his clothes to Blitz, and the faint fragrance of her hair
wafted into his nostrils—both were blissful sensations. Add to that
the smooth feel of his hands touching Little Silver Bell's soft skin as he held her, and Blitz couldn't help but
gently caress her delicate, silky skin.
Nestled quietly in Blitz's arms, Little Silver Bell closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being embraced—
after all, she was originally the "high and mighty" Silver Dragon Saintess, not born to be a maid. Now that she finally had
the chance to be her pampered young lady again, Little Silver Bell didn't want to miss this rare opportunity to relax.
Besides, being held by Blitz felt quite comfortable.
Suddenly, a tingling sensation spread from Xiao Yinling's chest throughout her body, causing her to
let out a soft moan.
It turned out that Briz's hand had accidentally touched the protrusions on Xiao Yinling's chest. Although Xiao Yinling
's breasts weren't large enough, they were still shapely, soft, and elastic. Briz's hand
suddenly touched soft flesh with a wonderful feel, which bounced back when pressed slightly. Out of curiosity
, he explored further, causing Xiao Yinling to let out several more soft
moans from the tingling sensation.
"Your Highness, you…" Xiao Yinling blushed at her own soft moans and
was about complain to Briz when his fingers reached the tips of her breasts,
curiously cupping the two erect nipples and testing their elasticity.
"Ah!" Little Silver Bell screamed, clutching Briz's clothes tightly. The sudden,
intense stimulation on her chest had left her panting heavily.
But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that Little Silver Bell felt her lower body becoming wet
.
"What's wrong?" Startled by Little Silver Bell's scream, Briz quickly stopped.
"N-nothing...it's just that Your Highness's touch feels so good...um..." Although embarrassed,
Little Silver Bell honestly told Briz how she felt.
Since Little Silver Bell's scream
was her voice incredibly pleasant and captivating, he was 'inspired' and immediately continued '
exploring' the movements of Little Silver Bell's heaving chest, causing her to moan and scream
intermittently .
Observing which type of caressing Little Silver Bell's body responded best, Briz began targeting those...
The areas that made Little Silver Bell scream were explored more intensely—purely out of curiosity. But Little Silver Bell was
in trouble. Initially, Blitz's still somewhat clumsy techniques gave her some breathing room, but as the incredibly
quick 's weaknesses, wherever Blitz's fingers touched, they
aroused unbearable pleasure, and Little Silver Bell's screams grew louder and louder.
"Ah!...I hate it!" Finally, Little Silver Bell couldn't take it anymore. She felt that if she kept screaming like this, her
ladylike image in Blitz's eyes would be completely destroyed; so Little Silver Bell wrapped her arms around Blitz
's neck, pressed her hot cherry lips against Blitz's lips, and offered a passionate kiss—while also preventing
more erotic moans from escaping from her own mouth.
Upon being kissed by Little Silver Bell, Blitz felt the world spin. A wave of electric-like pleasure surged through
his body , causing him to lose his balance and tumble onto the bed with Little Silver Bell in
tow. Their bodies intertwined in an extremely intimate position.
"Little Silver Bell, I..." Blitz was about to say something when Little Silver Bell simply chuckled
and shook her head, immediately kissing Blitz's lips again. This time, Blitz was prepared. Although the
electric-like pleasure was still dizzying, Blitz was now able to control himself, wrapping his arms around Little Silver Bell's
waist and sliding them down to her full, round buttocks.
"Ahhhhh!" Even while kissing Blitz, the extraordinary pleasure caused a delicate moan
to escape Little Silver Bell's lips; at the same time, Little Silver Bell's body trembled, and her lower body suddenly became wet.
"Little Silver Bell, what's wrong with you..." Briz, whose erect penis was pressed firmly between Little Silver Bell's legs,
immediately felt the change in moisture between them. "You've lost control of your bladder!" "Ugh! No way!"
Little Silver Bell blushed, pushed Briz onto the bed, and flipped herself over to straddle him.
Briz 's teasing had already aroused her to the point where she couldn't take it anymore, which was why she had just had an orgasm
. Her panties were soaked with her overflowing juices, making Briz think
she had lost control of her bladder. To make matters worse, after the orgasm, she felt an unbearable emptiness in her lower body.
Unable to endure it any longer, Little Silver Bell finally disregarded her image and pressed Briz down, taking the initiative.
Pulling down Briz's pants, Little Silver Bell's slender hands grasped Briz's erect penis, aiming it at her
extremely empty, mysterious flower path that needed 'filling'. Little Silver Bell glanced at Briz; his
expression was somewhat bewildered, yet also expectant.
Mutual attraction reigned, and Little Silver Bell, without hesitation, first let her two wet, pink petals clamp around
the tip of Briz's penis, then with a downward thrust, her empty flower path took in the entire length of Briz's penis, swelling and filling it
completely .
"Mmm…!" Although her body was prepared to welcome Briz's penis intrusion, it was still Little
Silver Bell 's first time. When Briz's penis broke through the thin membrane in her flower path, Little Silver Bell
still felt a wave of pain, her body going limp, and she collapsed onto Briz.
"Are you alright?" Although Blitz had never been so "intimate" with a girl before, he
knew this was the process of a girl losing her virginity. Seeing the pain on Little Silver
Bell
's face when she lost her virginity, Blitz didn't dare to move, afraid that any movement would make her feel even more pain. He simply held her gently, lightly kissing her forehead, cheeks, and lips.
"Hmm... much better now." Little Silver Bell was, after all, a dragon. Although the first moment her hymen was torn was
very painful , the pain quickly disappeared. In its place
, an incredibly itchy pleasure shot up from where they were joined. Little Silver Bell couldn't help but moan softly again, and her slender waist began to sway involuntarily.
Blitz quickly noticed Little Silver Bell's reaction, because the movement of her hips gave his
penis, which was inside her, an extremely comfortable pleasure. It was wet and slippery, and very elastic,
constantly contracting. Blitz felt that it was much, much more comfortable than the feeling of Little Silver Bell massaging his back with her hands
.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, Blitz thrust his lower body forward, penetrating even deeper into Little Silver Bell's body.
The flesh rubbed against flesh, the tip of his penis touching a fleshy ring, an incredibly pleasurable
sensation that was almost addictive.
"Ouch…!" Little Silver Bell's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Blitz's thrust had left her completely
weak , and the burning pleasure
in her lower body, accompanied by a torrent of nectar, gushed forth. Blitz, who had been forcibly restraining himself from 'violating' Little Silver Bell, finally couldn't hold back any longer. His desire was
burning ; he wanted to completely possess the girl on top of him. The 'bad side of his personality' that he usually suppressed
surfaced now that his self-control had weakened. Blitz tightly embraced Little Silver Bell's delicate body,
flipped her over , and pinned her beneath him. Then he began thrusting his hips again and again, pounding his penis into Little Silver Bell's
body like a miner, instinctively wanting to extract even more pleasure from her.
"Ah! Your Highness... Ahh!" As Briz thrust into her body, Little Silver Bell couldn't suppress
her seductive cries. At first, she felt this was somewhat 'not ladylike enough,' but when
the flames of pleasure burned away her reason, she could no longer care. She hooked her legs around Briz's
waist, swaying her hips to meet his thrusts, her cherry lips offering a kiss, her
tongue , each seeking endless tenderness and sweetness.
The pleasure rapidly intensified, Briz's movements becoming more and more vigorous, and Little Silver Bell's moans growing increasingly wanton.
Finally, Little Silver Bell let out a long scream, experiencing another peak of pleasure. Briz, too, experienced his first climax amidst the powerful contractions
of orgasm. With unprecedented force, Briz
thrust his penis deep into Little Silver Bell's body, releasing
all into her.
The moon had risen high in the sky, but the two people entwined in bed showed no
signs .
"Your Highness..." Little Silver Bell, her face flushed, nestled against Britz's strong chest, her fingers
gently tracing alluring circles on his nipples. "...I want more." "Really? You want more?"
Britz hesitated, a little timid. From day to night, they had already experienced dozens of orgasms, and now the sheets were...
Everywhere was overflowing with semen and nectar; although Britz was exceptionally strong,
after , he was starting to feel a little exhausted—especially since Little Silver Bell's alluring
flower path seemed to possess a mysterious attraction, making him ejaculate wildly and with great pleasure each time, resulting in
a terrifying drain on his energy, even more exhausting than fighting with Felia.
On the other hand, Little Silver Bell not only had a rosy complexion and was infinitely beautiful, but with each ejaculation from Britz, Little
Silver Bell seemed to be even more energetic, her watery, seductive eyes radiating an alluring charm that became increasingly irresistible to Britz. "Is this why you're called Little 'Slutty' Bell?" "What Little 'Slutty' Bell! It sounds awful!" Little Silver Bell retorted coquettishly, sitting up and instantly taking Britz's surrendering white flag into her honey hole, her buttocks beginning to sway. "How dare you call me Little 'Yinling'! I must punish Your Highness properly! Ahhhhhh, so comfortable!" Everyone should go to sleep first; it seems these two are going to have a late-night battle tonight. As for who is the most beautiful , although Little Silver Bell has tried her best to transform herself into the most beautiful elven woman she knows, the one Kahn considers the most beautiful isn't her, but rather the theoretically detestable 'necromancer' Natalie. The second most beautiful is the Flame Princess Filia, and the third most beautiful is the princess 's maid, Amethyst, from the Gem Dragon Clan. Little Silver Bell doesn't even rank in the top three; if the ' current king,' that wandering dragon girl from Fritz, is included in the ranking, Little Silver Bell's ranking would probably plummet to outside the top twenty. Of course, Little Silver Bell knew she was still young, and as the former Holy Maiden had said, "there's still a lot of room ." However, the crux of the problem was that Little Silver Bell didn't know how to further improve her appearance. She had traveled throughout the entire Northern Continent, "observing" the appearances of all the elven girls considered beautiful, but while this "knowledge" about beauty helped her win the Holy Maiden selection, it didn't help her obtain the title of "Kahn's Number One Beauty." If it were simply a matter of competing for beauty rankings, Little Silver Bell wouldn't need to rack her brains at all— she had no interest in squeezing into those "boring humans'" beauty rankings. The problem was that one of the tasks the Dragon God had given Little Silver Bell was to make herself more beautiful. Therefore, whether or not she could squeeze into those boring people 's beauty rankings became one of the criteria for judging her beauty. To make herself more beautiful, of course, she had to learn from those "more beautiful than herself." Although Princess Filia was ranked second in beauty, her beauty was natural, and Little Silver Bell didn't think she could get any useful tips from her. Amethyst, like most amethyst dragons , thought the silver dragon race were "all idiots," so asking her how to become more beautiful would likely only result in ridicule rather than practical advice. Therefore, it seemed Little Silver Bell could only seek advice from Natalie, "Kahn's number one beauty." As usual, Natalie only came to the palace in the afternoon to play two games of chess with Briz, ending her day's "military instruction." While Natalie was slowly walking back to her residence, Little Silver Bell called out to her halfway. "Natalie..." Little Silver Bell hesitated, but then mustered her courage and spoke . "...Can I ask you a question?" "What question?" Without even glancing at Little Silver Bell, Natalie continued walking. "Let's talk as we walk." Not having been rejected by Natalie, Little Silver Bell perked up and quickly caught up with Natalie, walking side-by-side. "Natalie, do you know how to become more beautiful?" "Become more beautiful?" Natalie still didn't look at Little Silver Bell, continuing to walk slowly; but she still answered Little Silver Bell's question. "Is it one of the lessons Sylvia gave you?" "Yes." Little Silver Bell nodded. "I think I might know how to become more beautiful, but before I tell you, I want to ask you a question." Natalie finally turned her head, her gaze fixed on Little Silver Bell, her black eyes as deep . "Tell me first, what is the true meaning of 'beauty'?" "The true meaning of 'beauty'?" Little Silver Bell paused. "Yes, the true meaning of beauty." Natalie nodded slowly. "If you don't know the true meaning , how can you make yourself more beautiful?" "This..." Little Silver Bell pondered for a while. She really hadn't thought about this question before. She had always heard that some elven girl was the "most beautiful woman ," and she would go to "observe" how beautiful that girl was. Now, after being asked this by Natalie, Little Silver Bell realized that perhaps it was because she hadn't thought about the true meaning of beauty that she couldn't observe the true essence of beauty in those "girls who were considered beautiful." "...I don't know." Finally, Little Silver Bell shook her head in frustration, admitting her defeat. "Can you tell me?" "It's actually very simple." This time, Natalie shifted and resumed walking forward on her own. "However, before I tell you, can you answer me why women need to be beautiful?" "To attract men." This time, Little Silver Bell quickly gave her answer. “Yes, a woman’s beauty is to attract men.” Natalie smiled back. Although Little Silverbell was also a girl, she felt that Natalie’s smile was the most ‘beautiful and moving’ she had ever seen . “But what do women attract men for?” Little Silverbell blushed immediately at question. “It seems that Sylvia’s choice of you wasn’t entirely without merit.” Seeing Little Silverbell’s blush, Natalie gave a meaningful smile. “As you know, beautiful women can attract men, which is very important; because the more beautiful a woman , the more men are attracted to her, but only one man can have her, which creates competition.” Turning her gaze away from Little Silverbell, Natalie walked slowly forward, speaking to herself. “To get this beautiful woman, men must compete with each other, only the most outstanding…”

"Only a man can prevail and become the only man for a beautiful woman." "I know that," Little Silver Bell replied.
"But what does that have to do with the true meaning of beauty?" "Want some candy?" Natalie didn't answer Little Silver Bell's
question . Instead, she held out her left hand, her fair, jade-like palm holding a piece of chocolate.
Although Little Silver Bell wasn't a big fan of sweets, she was afraid of refusing Natalie's "kindness."
Natalie had even refused to tell her "how to become more beautiful" in a fit of pique, which would be a serious loss. So
Little Silver Bell took the chocolate from Natalie and tasted it.
"Of course it's related; beautiful women cause competition among men, allowing the best men
to stand out ; only in this way can excellent offspring be passed down," Natalie continued. "So, simply put,
the true meaning of beauty is a quality that can arouse male desire; a
quality that can make men want to possess you, and be willing to fight to the death for you." "This...this seems a bit too abstract..."
Little Silver Bell blushed, somewhat unable to accept Natalie's 'explicit' explanation—and more importantly,
Natalie 's explanation didn't give Little Silver Bell any concrete hints on how to 'become more beautiful'. "Can...can
you give some examples?" "Okay, for example; for instance, long, flowing hair, which gives men
the impression that a woman is weak and needs a man's protection." Natalie reached out and combed her long, flowing hair that reached her slender waist.
"Fair and elastic skin, this is proof of health; high breasts and a pert bottom, these are
signs of a woman's excellent fertility—did the Dragon God ever say your breasts weren't big enough?"
Unexpectedly Natalie suddenly reopened Little Silver Bell's 'scars', and Little Silver Bell almost instinctively covered
her chest with her hands.
Natalie merely smiled indifferently at Little Silverbell's reaction, as if she hadn't seen anything at all. "So...you mean, big breasts and a big butt are beautiful?" Little Silverbell asked
almost defiantly . "You idiot, where did you get your understanding?" Natalie glared at Little Silverbell. "I just told you the true meaning of beauty, and you've already forgotten? The true meaning of beauty is to attract men, and who is the man you want to attract?" "...His Highness Prince Briz." Little Silverbell, who always considered herself incredibly clever, felt quite aggrieved after being called an idiot by Natalie. "So, do you think big breasts and a big butt can attract him?" Natalie asked again. "If big breasts and a big butt can't attract the man you want to attract, can big breasts and a big butt still be considered beautiful?" "...It seems not." Little Silverbell's answer was almost defiant. "Then what exactly constitutes beauty?" "Didn't I just say that a woman's beauty is to attract men?" Natalie countered. "Yes." Little Silverbell nodded. "Okay, so was Briz attracted to you?" Natalie pressed. "Did he peep at you while you showered or watch you change? Did he ever blush in front of you?" "How could that possibly happen!" Little Silver Bell felt a bit amused and exasperated. "His Highness isn't that kind of person..." "Unfortunately, Briz did blush in front of me, and he often peeked at my chest when we played chess. When I was about to leave, he always liked to stare at my butt. So, the fact that Briz didn't peep at you while you showered or watch you change only means you're not beautiful enough, not beautiful enough to attract him enough to make him break his own behavioral barriers to get you." Natalie gave Little Silver Bell a victorious smile. " So becoming beautiful is simple. Once Briz starts peeping at you while you shower and change, you're beautiful ; if Briz forcibly kisses you, you're barely passing; if Briz takes you to bed, you 're qualified; when Briz can push you to the floor, tear your clothes off like a rutting dog, and rape you, you're truly beautiful." Natalie's unvarnished explanation made Little Silver Bell blush and lower her head. "...Then, are there many people who want to tear your clothes off and rape you, Natalie?" Little Silver Bell finally managed a weak counterattack. "Yes, but unfortunately they can't; however, humans are different from other creatures. When humans don't have enough strength for direct confrontation, they resort to underhanded tactics; for example, giving me drugs or aphrodisiacs, hoping to make it easier to get me." Natalie smiled. "While I can't condone these humans' opportunistic methods... well, perhaps using cunning is one of the reasons why humans have truly achieved their dominant position on the continent." "How do you know they fed you aphrodisiacs or sleeping pills?" Little Silver Bell asked, somewhat skeptical. "Of course," Natalie replied without hesitation. "The chocolate I just gave you was a gift from some delusional man who wanted me, and it was laced with a large amount of aphrodisiac." With a 'pfft,' Little Silver Bell spat out the chocolate she had just chewed.

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