Chapter 3: The lonely dragon wants to mate (3)

Chapter 3: The lonely dragon wants to mate (3)

the dragon is having marriage interviews and might have found his wife!

When the sun rose high in the sky, about ten females had gathered before my eyes.

Well, the ten candidates who had gathered for my cause all had different races, because excluding me dragons no longer existed in this world.

Various races had answered my call. It was a cerberus, a chimera, a lizardman, a harpy , a lamia, a garuda, a siren, an arachne, a pegasus and a huge frog . . .

. . . Nn?

If you looked carefully, werent all of them the creatures I had captured yesterday to feed on and then let go?

Well? I should have sung a song of courtship, so why did they appear in front of me again?

The one to answer my question was the aforementioned shrine priestess of the lizardman.

The reason.

Because I had let them go, their hearts had been struck by my great affection.

And even when back at their nest they couldnt help but remember yesterdays event.

Then, a familiar voice resounded in the sky, they noticed that it was a song of courtship and when they dreamed of the fortune of becoming the wife of a dragon they left their nest.

On the way they met similar companions who aimed for me and that was how they finally arrived here together.

. . . I see, did fear become affection when flipped?

For a female to give birth to a strong descendant, creatures instinctively sought a strong man. Yesterdays event was enough to show them my power.

The awe of my power remained in them and when they listened to my song of courtship, did it changed into yearning of the same magnitude?

. . . Well, did the process even matter? What I should be thinking about now should be the ten females who had gathered before me.

It was because I must choose only one from among them.

I will not make the stupid thing called harem. Love couldnt be sold in pieces. A couple, it was simply because a couple was two together were one.

To live together, sing together, eat together and sleep together.

Until death do us part, it was an oath that kept both tied together. It meant that they became a couple.

Though it was bad for them, I will only choose one person in this place.

And the others who werent fated to be with me, fate will someday tie them so someone somewhere.

Now, lets start without hesitation and anxiety, the selection ceremony for the bride of the dragon.

I paid attention to the chimera first.

The chimera matched with me who was a dragon, it took great pride in its stout body, the manly golden mane of a lion flowed down its back, the body of a goat . . .

Mane?

No, if my knowledge I had inherited was correct, then a lion with a mane would be male.

The face of the chimera was died in shame at my question, it answered with gestures and although the lions head and the snakes tail were of a male, the essential part of the goats body was female.

Fumu . . .

After I considered it for a while, I told her the words of the refusal. The chimera sadly went away deep into the forest.

To the back of the figure going away, my heart was pained with a stung.

Forgive me chimera. I had no confidence to love a creature as a mate that was 2/3 male.

From the bottom of my heart I prayed that someday she would find a chimera that was 2/3 female.

The next one my gaze set on was the cerberus. The cerberus came to my feet while breathing Hah Hah from her three mouths and then showed her belly with a flop, it was the same appearance of submission that was shown yesterday.

After I looked down on her sorry state, I solemnly told her the words of refusal.

The three heads of the cerberus cried Kuun and she tottering left this place.

Cerberus this was not the end, however it was for both our sakes.

Marriage was neither control nor submission. The most important part in a happy married life was that the wife and husband had an equal relationship.

Among the ten that gathered here, in fact only she had no feelings towards me.

Who she really loved was only one and that was only the child in her belly.

It was an extraordinary hardship for a pregnant lamia to live alone. In order to keep the child in her belly alive, she tried to entrust her body to me.

The meaning of those repeated apologies was just a confession that she wanted to be my wife because of her calculation.

I while seeing her departing figure thought that the child would be born in another several months.

It was her child, surely a strong child would be born.

Next to step forward before me was the lizardman shrine priestess.

I politely declined. Good-bye.

The lizardman shrine priestess clung to me, who immediately tried to look at the garuda next, and closely questioned why herself was useless.

Though there were various reasons, I first of all properly answered that the size would be different.

After she was a demi-human, so her size was a bit larger than a harpy or human. It wont be able to accept me.

However, she looked up at me and spoke in a dignified manner.

The reason.

Even if it is not my frontal attack, there should be plenty other ways.

It wasnt impossible to conceive a child with help of devising and ingenuity.

It was her long-cherished desire and didnt matter even if her body broke in the middle of the act.

Furthermore, she could be eaten without hesitation when she has become broken.

. . . Indeed, there seemed to be things that couldnt be understood at all even with the wisdom of a dragon.

I while being tormented by headaches, signaled the garuda with my eyes. I felt relieved when the garuda picked up the lizardman shrine priestess on both her shoulders and flew away to the western sky.

In the sky I still continued to hear the words of the lizardman shrine priestess.

I thought shrine priestess were something more neat, but was that just the selfish fantasy of men?

Or, with the believer of the religion that believes in the dragon, everyone had changed like that?

I only slightly had doubt in the existence of myself that she worshipped.

Well, because the garuda had disappeared too, only four remained.

First of all is the siren, because she is a demi-human too, she is after all still too small for me. However she answered me with full confidence.

It is alright, because our sexual intercourse is the same as fishes.

I had no desire to take up after her. I didnt want such a sad married life.

(TLN: not really sure about the first one.)

The next one was the arachne who had the lower body of a spider and the upper body of a woman.

. . . Right there it was, when I was a cicada, my wings were nearly taken by the spider web and spiders were no good because of the trauma from that time.

It couldnt be done without lust.

So as not to hurt her I conveyed my apology with harmless words.

It was the pegasus that had come out subsequently. Although she was bigger than a demi-human, the male genital of a pegasus was at the same level as a horse and mine was of a dragon level.

It might somehow become unreasonable and she might not have the distorted preference like the lizardman on this matter.

I tell her to find a wonderful male from the horse race and the pegasus neighed highly only once and returned to the eastern sky.

. . . Well, although I had made various detours, to me actually, there seemed to have been only one choice from the beginning.

I stared at her, the only one left at this place.

She also stared at be bashfully.

And it sang that.