The Shadow Dragon's Breeding Summons
Being momentarily captivated by the female before me lasted only a moment. I scanned my surroundings. She sat upon a resplendent throne that looked fit for a medieval emperor, gazing down at me. The sheer audacity of a mere female looking down on me—an Alpha Male. But assessing the situation came first.
After thrashing the bastard in the alley who paraded around pretending to be an Alpha Male with his cheap plastic surgery and claiming his girlfriend's cunt as payment, a brilliant light had engulfed me. My vision shifted. Another world?
The isekai summoning trope so common in anime and novels. It seemed I'd been dragged into one of those.
"Human. The reason I summoned you is that I require a male useful for breeding purposes."
Before I could finish evaluating my circumstances, the horned female spoke. Those weren't cosplay props—those horns were real. This was another world, after all. Breeding purposes? So she intended to use me as a stud? The gall of a mere female.
I couldn't tolerate it.
"You? How dare you? A mere female..."
"This insolent wretch—! Such disrespect toward Lady Melania!!"
Whoosh—!
As I pointed at the female looking down on me and warned her not to act so insolently, one of the knights beside her immediately swung a club at me. Among the knights gathered here, she was one of the few female knights. How did I know? As an Alpha Male, I could sense it even if they hid their gender behind armor and helmets. Finding females was an Alpha Male's instinct.
She's fast.
Faster than any fighter I'd seen back on Earth. Were all the trained females in this world this quick?
But attacks like this didn't work on me. I casually dodged the club.
"!!!"
Through the knight's helmet, I saw her eyes widen in shock and confusion.
"You—!!"
Enraged that I'd evaded her, the knight swung again. This time I didn't even step back. I simply arched my torso, letting her attack pass harmlessly overhead. The difference in our abilities was now crystal clear.
"To move like that without even handling mana...!"
The other knights murmured in astonishment. My display must have been quite shocking to them.
Mana, huh. This world really did have it, just like the stories. The female knight swinging her club at me was clearly using mana to enhance her movements.
"You bastard...!"
Furious that I'd evaded her so easily, a blue energy began swirling around the female knight's club.
Is that Aura?
So this was the Aura I'd read about so often in novels.
Whoosh—!
With the Aura coating her weapon, her attack sped up. But it still didn't work on me. I dodged with ease.
"Stand still and take a hit...!!"
The club swung in a relentless barrage. Yet none of the attacks even grazed me. They all sliced through empty air.
"To dodge swordsmanship like that...!"
"Every movement is so efficient, without a single wasted motion."
"Are all otherworlders this capable?"
The surrounding knights whispered among themselves in awe.
All this surprise over something so trivial. To give the females something more shocking, I decided to use the power that had been bubbling inside me since the moment I arrived in this world.
"Hmm... Is this how it's done?"
It was what they called mana. It wasn't the deep blue like the knight's, but a faint, shimmering Aura rose around my fist.
Bam—!
"Urk...!"
The female knight took my punch directly to the chest and flew backward, slamming into the far wall.
"Lady Melania! What should we do?"
Seeing their comrade embedded in the wall, the other female knights turned to the horned female called Melania.
"Hmm~? Human. You are quite interesting."
Click. Click.
When the female knights froze, unsure how to proceed, the horned female rose from her throne and slowly descended the small set of stairs. She deliberately struck the floor hard with her sharp high heels so the sound would echo.
How laughable. Thinking the sound of heels could intimidate an Alpha Male like me. What a shallow thought.
But I liked her spirit. I could forgive her for rudely lifting my chin with her finger.
"Hehe. Human. You'll make a perfect breeding tool indeed."
But treating me as nothing but a breeding tool? That I could not tolerate.
"Shut your mouth, you bitch."
She stood nearly eye-level with my 190-centimeter frame. I needed to teach her the proper hierarchy. I grabbed her horn, intending to slam her down—
"Eh?!"
At that moment, an invisible force began crushing my body. I didn't know exactly what it was, but I could tell it came from Melania.
"What the—?"
"Human. Your arrogance pierces the heavens. Do you truly believe that because you can handle a bit of mana, you stand equal to me—Melania de Umbra, the Black Dragon? Know your place."
Crush—!
"Arghhh—!!"
The female who called herself a dragon mercilessly ground her stiletto heel into my groin as I knelt. The long-forgotten agony tore a scream from my throat. I hadn't felt pain like this since my father trained me as an Alpha Male. The sensation ignited a raging flame deep in my core.
This insolent... bitch...
"Eh? A mere human resisting my magic? Pfft... It seems the summoning spell was the correct choice after all. Yes! This level of spirit should be enough to enrich my territory. Gravity."
"Arghhhhh—!"
The pressure bearing down on me intensified. Was this magic? I tried to resist with the small amount of mana inside me, but it only pressed me harder into the floor.
Before long, I was kissing the marble.
Thud—! Thud—!
The force was so immense it felt like the marble floor itself was buckling beneath me.
"To resist my magic to this degree. You are truly remarkable for a human. But now, sleep. Sleep."
"Urgh... You bitch... Zzz...."
Even through the pain, I spat my rage at Melania's words. But her magic took hold, and I lost consciousness.
When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't lying on cold stone. Not exactly. I was on a bed that couldn't be called comfortable. Looking around, the room was barren—no decorations, just a single desk, a chair, and the bed.
Straw?
When I touched it, the mattress rustled. It seemed stuffed with straw or some plant stalks used in place of proper padding. Having only ever slept on the highest-quality luxury beds, waking up on this piece of garbage was absurd for an Alpha Male like me. But I had no choice but to accept it.
I lost to a female... to a woman.
Right now, I was a loser. And since I'd been defeated by what I considered a mere female, I had to accept that fact with humility—for the time being.
My mana has increased.
I could feel the mana circulating through my body had grown while I was unconscious. Compared to the amount that flooded into me when I first arrived, it was like adding a cup of water to the ocean. But an increase was still an increase.
"Will it keep growing with time...?"
If I waited long enough, perhaps even that Melania woman would fall before me. Yes. For now, I'd let the victor enjoy her smug triumph.
I was an Alpha Male. Becoming the leader who guides the ultimate pack was my destiny.
"Have you woken up?"
"Hm?"
As I pondered my next move, an old man dressed as a butler opened the door and entered.
"Then follow me. You have a great deal of work ahead of you."
"...Understood."
Having already lost to Melania once, I obediently followed the old butler.
The Elbania Continent, named after Eldinia—the goddess believed in by more people than any other deity. Humans, beastmen, elves, dwarves, and other races lived together here. Thousands of years ago, they built their own nations and prospered. One could truly say they were the masters of the continent.
But at some point, the masters changed.
"Ah... I'm so bored."
The change came because of the dragons—beings the gods created to regulate and protect the mortal realm.
For beings who lived for eons, life was nothing but endless boredom. So they began seeking pleasure and entertainment. But bodies crafted by the gods weren't easily satisfied. With their powerful physiques that couldn't get drunk and the blessing of mana, what stimulation could possibly fill the void in their hearts?
That was when it began.
"I am the lord of this territory. Hey, lordling. Declare war on the territory next to yours—!"
What started as one dragon's idle game spread to the others. Thus, the continent fell from the rule of the various races into the dominion of dragons.
The territorial wars between dragons became so heated that restrictions were placed on what they could do within their own lands... but it was still entertaining enough.
The reason? When one conquered another's territory, the defeated dragon lord had to obey the victor's commands for two hundred years.
"Hey, Dragon Lord. It's been fun so far, hasn't it? But how does it feel now? Bowing your head to a mere three-hundred-year-old whelp. It's intense, isn't it? Drives you insane, right?"
Following the old butler, I learned the rough history of this world. The most perfect woman I'd ever seen—Melania de Umbra—was apparently a dragon. But why would such a flawless female summon someone like me?
"Lately the territory's population has plummeted. Especially the number of males. We've suffered heavy losses in the war with the neighboring territory. On top of that, monsters are running rampant, attacking villages left and right... Tsk. And then there's the black plague..."
It was all to rapidly replenish the territory's depleted population. Disease and monsters didn't discriminate between male and female, but war always claimed far more men. Due to the resulting gender imbalance, they had no choice but to import males from outside for breeding. And I was the one they'd chosen.
"Can't I refuse?"
"Refuse...? Heh... Hahaha... Listen here, Breeder. It seems you still don't understand your position at all."
"What do you—Arghhh—!!"
A choking sensation gripped my throat as excruciating pain tore through my entire body. Was this magic? The mana inside me rampaged, trying to resist, but it was useless.
"You are already no different from Lady Melania's slave. The option to refuse does not exist. Do you understand?"
Even Beta Males don't disrespect their elders. That was the etiquette of us Alpha Males. Someone had to clean the toilets, after all. We knew to show basic respect to those Beta Males who had spent their lives serving us.
But this old fart in front of me was nothing but an ancient Beta Male who deserved to disappear. How dare he do this? Inflicting pain on an Alpha Male without knowing his place...!
There was no etiquette owed to an old man who had accumulated nothing but arrogance and conceit instead of wisdom. Especially when that power wasn't even his own—it clearly came from Melania.
"This is the breeding hall."
"Please stop... I beg you..."
"Hic... Hiccup..."
The breeding hall we reached while following the mocking old butler was nothing like I'd imagined. Instead of the sweet moans of women, the air was filled with nothing but weeping.
These bastards... Were they really dragging in Beta Males to forcibly breed the females?
Witnessing the miserable state of this world, I decided I would have to teach them exactly how proper breeding should be done.