Dragon Knight (Part 2) ─ Isilia
Isilia White.
That was her name.
The daughter born to a dragon, Isilia knew the sound of her mother’s voice.
Unfortunately, she only knew the sound.
“My daughter, Isilia. Hurry and break free from the shell and come out to show your mother that pretty face.”
The White Dragon gently stroked Isilia’s shell. It was only touching the egg, but Isilia could feel the texture through the shell.
“Good. Good! Keep chipping away at the shell with all your strength. You’re doing so well.”
Every time Isilia tapped the shell with all her might, the White Dragon kissed the egg and cheered her on.
With that encouragement, Isilia gathered even more power.
Crack—
To earn praise and receive more kisses, Isilia gave it her all.
Crack—crack—
The shell was cracking little by little.
A dragon was about to reveal itself to the world.
But she was alone.
“Pluto…? Just a moment, please. My daughter… is still…”
Before Isilia could see the world, the White Dragon had already left the lair with Pluto.
***
The Yu Dahui group always ate dinner together.
Even when Kim Jinwu was sulking alone inside the house, the women gathered at dinner time.
Yu Dahui, Elena, Elysha, Isilia.
And Seol-ah, who had joined them just a few days ago.
“Unnie Dahui, when are we going to go find him?”
“Not yet, not even a month. It’s a little… complicated right now. I’ll call you later. A week from now should be fine.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Seol-ah smiled brightly while stirring the spoon in her bowl.
She felt good to be sitting here at this table, like she belonged to this group.
“Why are you two looking at each other? Did you ask Dahui to tell Seol-ah something? Why won’t you tell me?”
“…No. If you want to learn, you should ask Elysha separately.”
Yu Dahui barely stopped Elysha’s curiosity.
It was a topic too embarrassing to talk about in front of Elysha.
She would be the only one among them to feel awkward if the words slipped out.
“Lady Elena, how did the bet go?”
“The bet, you mean?”
Yu Dahui still hadn’t given up.
She still dreamed of breaking the Mana Oath through Elena.
Elena looked at her with a cute, slightly troubled expression.
With Yu Dahui’s earnest eyes, Elena swallowed her laughter and answered.
“Kim Jinwu refuses to play. After losing once, he seems to have gotten scared.”
“…”
“What exactly did you wish for? He’s not the type to be scared just because you’re not playing fair.”
“That’s right. Even if I set up an unfair bet, he never accepts. I’m sorry.”
“No, no. There’s no need to apologize. Kim Jinwu is just a naughty boy.”
Yu Dahui couldn’t even imagine that Elena had sold herself out.
With Elena’s apology, Yu Dahui waved her hands frantically and redirected the blame to Kim Jinwu.
They continued the meal in a warm atmosphere.
Every evening the women gathered like this to build camaraderie.
It had started with Elena’s talk.
A healthy harem…
Elena had said that a healthy harem needs hierarchy among the women.
And the closer they are, the better.
That was why Yu Dahui sat here laughing and chattering.
But her eyes were icy cold.
Not the eyes of someone enjoying herself.
A killer.
I want to tear them all to shreds.
Whenever she saw Kim Jinwu with his women, her subconscious memories surfaced.
Elena nursing at his breast.
Isilia deepthroating him until her throat bulged.
Seol-ah spreading her ass and sucking his hole.
A mixture of murderous rage, jealousy, defeat, and pleasure.
She hated it so much she wanted to kill them, yet she didn’t hate the situation at all.
The Mana Oath was still in place, proving Kim Jinwu’s love.
They’ve already gone rotten…
Shit, there’s no way out.
Yu Dahui knew she had already broken.
She wanted to change, but she knew she couldn’t.
So she just accepted it and enjoyed the fucked-up sex.
Even after a week without Kim Jinwu…
She was going to go crazy.
As long as it’s not just self-pleasure, right? That’s a funny line. Your real feelings are showing.
Elena had once given her advice.
Apparently Kim Jinwu had told her that self-pleasure and sex were in the same middle stage.
He means come to him. Bend over and take it again. That’s what he said.
Self-pleasure was off-limits, but everything else was fine.
It meant he would touch her if she came to him.
Do you know where to go?
Yu Dahui stubbornly resisted.
Kim Jinwu’s provocation was acting as fuel for her.
“Lady Elena, what is this?”
“…”
“Whoa. They say it’s sweet and delicious if you’ve tried it.”
“Ah, I’ll drink it. Dahui, you want some too?”
“I’m good. I don’t like milk.”
“Seol-ah?”
“Can I have some, Lady Elena?”
“It looks a little lacking…”
“Ah, haha… I’ll get full before I can drink it.”
While watching the harmonious, noisy dinner table, Isilia often slipped into deep thought.
Since hatching from the egg, she had lived alone without her mother.
After being summoned to the Tower of Struggle, she had lived alone as a dragon.
What is she doing?
She could refuse if she wanted.
Healthy harem, huh? That didn’t sound like a joke.
She didn’t feel like playing along with that kind of thing.
Harem belonged to the strong.
A harem for the weakest Kim Jinwu?
The world would laugh at it.
But the strongest Elena was the most proactive.
She acted as if it were her own harem, which was impossible to understand.
So Isilia quietly followed.
She was still conscious of the power that had made Elena suckle Kim Jinwu’s cock while suppressing her own will.
“Lady Isilia, would you like to try?”
Elysha offered the glass with a cheerful face.
Thick, white liquid filled with mana.
Isilia felt a fearful sensation just looking at milk.
“No thanks.”
“Hehe… Then I’ll drink it all. Lady Elena, enjoy!”
Elysha gulped down the steaming milk in one go.
Elena’s eyes shook as if an earthquake had hit her.
“M-Maybe I’ll go first.”
Elena quickly returned to her room, ears red and flapping.
K-Kim Jinwu bastard!
She had no choice but to do what he ordered, so she rationalized that it would be better to be tormented by something else than him.
She sat in her room and rubbed her pussy.
After Elena left, the dinner table cleared.
“I’ll take these away.”
Seol-ah quickly gathered the dishes.
Elysha gently wiped her lips.
Yu Dahui approached Isilia, who was sitting blankly.
Her expression had been bad all evening.
“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”
“No. I don’t have anywhere that hurts.”
“Really? I’ve noticed something really strange lately.”
From Yu Dahui’s perspective, Isilia’s condition was bad.
She moved weakly even when the sun was out, as if it were wisdom time.
She often just slumped around looking depressed.
“Me? Not at all?”
Isilia let out a mocking laugh.
She was a dragon.
She was acting like a friend, but she was a dragon.
“…”
Is something missing?
Yu Dahui pierced through with Insight.
Something was lacking in Isilia.
She was craving it.
Isilia was thirsty.
Lacking…
Isilia didn’t realize what she wanted.
“Lady Isilia.”
Kim Jinwu’s extreme honorific had only filled her chest with something, but the words that came out were strangely different.
“S-Scales! Scales are coming out!”
***
Crack, crack, crack!
Isilia created ice stairs in mid-air.
Ice stairs leading upward from the cliff cave.
She walked up slowly on two legs without changing into a dragon.
Tap-tap.
“Hmph, follow me.”
“Huh? What was that?”
Isilia ignored his words and walked with her hands on her hips in a dignified manner.
Her pure white shoes and dress blended like a painting.
But the steps were light and didn’t feel formal at all.
One step at a time.
She climbed the stairs.
It was made of ice, but she didn’t slip.
She walked comfortably.
She reached the top of the cliff.
A wide horizon stretched out, with fierce waves crashing against the cliff below.
When would she be able to leave this place?
It was a landscape that made her sink into deep thought.
As she stared blankly at the sea, Isilia poked his shoulder.
“Let’s go back slowly today.”
Her sparkling eyes asked for an answer.
Was she always like this?
She remembered that the Yu Dahui in the novel didn’t act this way.
She was cold and dignified, but why had she broken?
Is it my fault? Again?
The Submission Oath was breaking several characters.
“Yes, I understand. Lady Isilia.”
Huuuueh…!
Isilia covered her face with both hands and shook her legs in place.
She was too happy.
“Haa, haa. Let’s go. Let’s go back.”
Isilia rushed forward with rough breathing.
She didn’t seem to want to fly.
He followed quietly behind her.
As mentioned earlier, today’s reason for coming out together was to soothe her.
The goal seemed almost achieved, so his heart felt at ease.
I’ll have to tease her later and eat her out.
He was drooling at the thought of what reaction she would show later.
They walked slowly along the forest path.
It felt like an ordinary stroll.
“Lady Isilia.”
“Uh, what? Why did you call?”
“Could you come with me again tomorrow?”
Isilia, who had been watching him with tension, sighed in relief and answered.
“If I need help, I have to help. I’m the dragon who gives as much as I’m given.”
Her acting was ridiculous.
It was also cute.
Honestly, his cock was twitching.
I need to build more affection.
So that the ambiguous feeling wouldn’t be rejected by his subconscious.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
Metal worms crawled out of the dirt.
They weren’t green worms, so he thought she had grown quite a bit.
“Lady Isilia, I’ll take care of them.”
“Y-Yes. Go and handle them quickly.”
Isilia commanded awkwardly, as if a child wearing her mother’s clothes.
He smiled as he swung his sword at the metal worms.
Clang!
Unlike green worms, metal worms had a hard body.
He poured more mana into it.
A glittering sword qi of 45 levels.
Square!
He scratched the metal worm’s body.
He could damage the body directly instead of aiming for the weak mouth.
Impressive.
How grateful he was for Elena’s milk and breastfeeding.
Slash!
Both green worms and metal worms were just ordinary monsters.
At least as easy as eating worms for him.
“You fight well.”
“Thank you, Lady Isilia.”
Isilia patted his shoulder again.
It seemed like her own praise.
He was earning coins while returning.
A store building was visible in the distance.
Huuu, huuu…
Isilia’s breathing grew more bizarre as the store got closer.
She looked intensely tense, as if she were planning something.
Should he end the act or keep it going?
It was a dilemma.
At that moment, Isilia stopped him.
“Kim Jinwu, stand still there.”
“Yes? Why are you calling?”
He continued the act.
Isilia looked at him with an excited face.
Her eyes were still conflicted.
What exactly was she troubled about?
“Today was nice. I wanted you to treat me like this. Then I’ll give you praise.”
“Praise…?”
“Yes, praise.”
Isilia suddenly got closer.
She placed both hands on his shoulder and pressed her lips to his cheek.
Kiss.
In an instant, the cold sensation wrapped around his cheek and disappeared.
He stared blankly at his cheek.
He was startled by the sudden skinship and looked at Isilia.
“…”
“You did really well…”
Isilia bowed her head and muttered.