"Mom... is it really okay for... Daniela to deal with a man like that?" Cassandra asked, watching as Daniela tried to explain something to Strax, but it seemed like it wasn't going as smoothly as it should have.
"Hm?" Scarlet glanced at her daughter, not fully understanding what she meant. But she flashed a contagious smile—well, it was more of a terrifying smile, actually.
When Cassandra saw her mother's smile, her entire body shuddered slightly, prompting Scarlet to let out a soft laugh.
"Pfff... My dear daughter..." she murmured between light, controlled laughs. "Do you think I'd bring someone bad here? Or better yet, do you think I'd put my precious daughters in danger? Strax is a good man... I did my research before bringing him here... Not just because he's my disciple's son," she added, smiling.
"..."
Cassandra and Bela opened their mouths like fish, not knowing what to say. They were too shocked. They had never seen their mother praise a man before. In fact, she usually killed men! A good man? Who the hell is this woman!!!
'Nostalgia is taking over her... is this going to be a problem?' Cassandra wondered. She was the oldest, so she had to protect her younger sisters. But a comment from Bela made her freeze.
"Mom... why do you seem so happy?" Bela asked curiously. Unlike Cassandra, she had never seen such a complete smile on her mother's face before.
"Huh? Happy?" Scarlet asked, placing a hand on her face. "...Maybe... maybe I am," her smile shifted into an incomprehensible, seductive grin. "I have something to do; I'll see you later."
Suddenly, she disappeared, leaving Cassandra and Bela alone in the room.
"...I think she's happy because she found a man with potential...? After all, she likes to fight," Bela mused.
"Is that what you think?" Cassandra asked, looking at her sister.
"Yes," Bela replied. She looked at her sister, "What do you think?"
"I don't know, but she wouldn't have reacted so strongly if that man had just 'great potential.' Even if he's her disciple's son, she wouldn't have cared that much... But... did you feel it?" Cassandra questioned, and Bela nodded in agreement. "He's not a human as he appears to be... he's using transformation magic to hide his horns and scales... He's a Dragon."
"Yes... that terrifying gaze..." Cassandra commented, rubbing her arm with the other. "I felt fear... for the first time... I felt afraid of something other than mom..." Cassandra murmured.
~~
A few minutes later, in the private arena of Scarlet's mansion, although it was called an arena, it resembled more of a... ruin.
But at least, there were still some things here... as if answering his call, three tiny figures began to appear around him. Ouroboros, Tiamat, and Kallamos, his spiritual dragons, in their miniature forms, appeared floating around him, their wings buzzing softly.
"I'm so glad you're back... I thought you had forgotten about me..." Tiamat, the golden dragon, murmured, pouting in a childish manner. She was small, with golden scales that shimmered in the sunlight, but her presence was still imposing, even in her miniature form.
"You're lucky I don't have a physical body, or you'd be beaten to death. UGHRT!! I hate seeing you with more beautiful women!!!" Ouroboros shouted at his own existence upon witnessing the scene.
Strax smiled, relieved to have their company, even in their reduced sizes. "I didn't do anything, Ouroboros. I was just... distracted."
"Don't do that again, Strax!" Kallamos, the dragon, said with a low, calm voice, though it still had an edge to it. His appearance was strange, like he was made of pure earth and crystals, very exotic. "We saw everything. Including the towel... Hm... it was very close to falling off, wasn't it?" He nervously asked.
"Is she... jealous?" Strax asked the other two dragons. "WE ARE!" the three dragons said together.
"It looks like your mind was as focused on the training as it was on not looking at the... spectacle in front of you. We couldn't help but notice your discomfort," a seductive voice floated through the air until a small 'fairy' appeared, fluttering her wings like a butterfly and sitting on Strax's shoulder. "Hello," Lithara said.
Strax looked at the three miniature dragons and the "Succubus Fairy," trying to recover from the avalanche of embarrassment. "I didn't ask for this, okay? I'm not the one who makes the rules."
Ouroboros flew closer, circling Strax with a mischievous smile. "Of course, you don't make the rules, but when there's a stunning woman running in front of you, it's hard to concentrate, right?"
"You three are insufferable," Strax muttered, rubbing his face with one hand.
"Don't worry, you're lucky," Tiamat said calmly. "You're lucky we don't have bodies to beat you into remembering you have wives who care about you! And not some random vampire with a succubus body!"
"Hey! I'm a succubus!" Lithara shouted, and the three dragons turned to look at her. "And that's why no one wants someone like you around!" they all said in unison, and Lithara pouted, turning her face away. "Hmph! Just know you'll never have a body as hot as mine! Let alone a wet and sticky pussy ready to make you lose your mind!" She declared.
"I'll kill her, or do you want to?" Kallamos said first. "Let me handle this," Ouroboros said, preparing to attack.
"Enough..." Strax said, flicking Lithara's forehead, sending her flying off.
"AIII!! THAT HURT!!!" She screamed, while the dragons began to laugh.
"HAHAHAHA!" Ouroboros laughed loudly enough to make Lithara cover her ears to protect herself.
"Three against one is unfair!!" She roared, but Strax smiled and said, "You were dominated, blame yourself, succubus."