Chapter 9: My Future Red-Dragon!

"Hurry, find the princess before those human bastards; she is too weak to fight off those old cunts!" A demonic male shouted to several monsters as they began searching for the demon princess in her evolution period.

She was supposed to visit her friend, the future countess in the Vampire Kingdom.

However, their entourage was attacked by a strangely timed beast tide that killed off half her guards and split her away from the others.

She was last seen in the small forest south of the capital, but It had been more than three days since she was attacked.

However, the demons found traces of her shadow and fire mana in the forest, it was clear she was fighting in the woods with her guardian knight, yet the humans suddenly interfered, attacking their reinforcement unit.

"Someone contact our esteemed majesty Ophelia; there must be more warriors to aid the search; those wretched humans are trying to kill our princess!"

These monsters were not the most powerful in the demon kingdom as those were needed to guard the border between them and the humans to the south; because of the ongoing wars, the demons had lost many allied races, like the Arachne, in recent times and the powerful Werewolves long ago.

A handsome male was leaning against a tree, his face filled with disdain and unwillingness to use effort; this man was Aldred Mammon, the son of a demon Earl and the nominal fiancé of the princess.

'Why all this bother for a slutty fox with no tits? I was dragged out here for no damn reason....'

Aldred was one of the few demon nobles that didn't train or try to improve because his path was already set in stone as his doting father, Neldar Mammon, set the course for his future by gaining the engagement rights via dirty deeds.

"All those idiots trying to impress the demon queen, Chizuru is already my woman, and those trash demons have no chance to with the Asmodeus family princess."

Countless noble sons had tried to improve themselves, wishing to one day attempt to wed the beautiful princess; although she lacked breasts, her pretty face was more than enough.

While Aldred already knew the results and didn't care, relying on his father's fame and honour to live a lavish lifestyle and having many women serve him daily.

It seemed the guards had contacted the palace, gaining some reinforcements; however, failure appeared to be no option for the leader of the warriors, a man named Barton.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, slaughtering various monsters and beasts, a group of old knights followed a muscular man with a deep scar over his eye, all wearing silver armour and using Gwedovan swords.

Inside this group of knights was a boy that didn't seem to match; he was pretty handsome, with a moderately trained body but nothing special, and appeared to lack the same muscles and discipline as the other men.

He wore leather armour with a light chainmail undershirt because he lacked the strength to equip the excellent silver plate armour.

His name was Lance Armstrong, the son of a former adventurer ranked A who died in a battle just weeks after Lance was born, his mother was unknown, but it was confirmed he was half divine, with a portion of angel blood.

However, there was no information about his mother, and he was the game's original protagonist.

'Why am I stuck in this stupid world? I hate monster girls, although some have a human form... Tsk! I only like lolita's!'

This boy was NOT the original Lance Armstrong but a man similar to Lucian who came from the same world.

One night several days ago, he was driving past his former apartment just days after his girlfriend cheated on him with a rich guy with a huge cock; this devastated him and caused him to drink more than four litres of vodka before playing the VR version of "Vampire Hunter: Blood Rights."

He woke up to find he was reborn as a boy called Lance, feeling the name was quite familiar and believing it to be a dream.

Lance only realised that this was a game several years later before accepting that he was, in fact, the protagonist as he watched his hot foster mother being drained into a corpse. It rendered his efforts over the years to seduce her useless.

"Why would I spend my time training like an idiot? I can use my knowledge of the game to take all the heroines and use them to boost my life; all of them are special and have their secret specialities, but let's make sure to kill Lucian in secret; otherwise, Carmilla will kill herself!"

From this moment on, he began to live an average life, knowing he could make up for slacking now with the secrets in the future; completing the basic training to a bare pass; Lance would use the tips and tricks to level up in the future.

'Heh, these people don't realise you get stronger by levelling up; no wonder, as it's not shown in their status pages with those dumb tools.'

Lance could gain 10% of the battle experience just because of being the "Hero", so why did he need to fight harder for a mere 40%? He could have these old men fight for him. Thus he relaxed and took it easy.

Meanwhile, back inside Earl's store, Lucian was sitting near another strange locked door on the top floor, not the basement.

'I don't care if she's disgusting or her curse is terrible now; later on, she's one of the most talented women in the entire game, lordship, command, bedroom skills and melee combat; only the rare characters can beat her, and she'd still give them a challenge.

Her disease would only infect people who touched her bare skin, making their flesh rot and then decay as they would eventually die after losing their arms and feet, and no healer could stop this vile curse.

'Well, they can't because it's just how dominant and powerful a red dragon's bloodline is.'

That's right, Emura, a mere lizard girl with red hair, was born with true dragon blood, a long-lost heritage of her clan; because of the long years and dilution of blood, her body couldn't fully handle the bloodline.

'The cure is simple, to level her up, but that's hard in her current state, let's try finding an item to seal the curse and share the experience gained.'

"I want her so bad, not just her skills... Damn, dragon girls are so sexy... Will she have scales down there?"

Lucian didn't care much about the game or what they did or could do; he just wanted them because of how beautiful and unique they were. If they didn't like him, he would accept it and have them as a subordinate.

'Can't win them all.'

There were honestly too many girls in the game who could become "Heroines", but there were a set of women who were dubbed "Main Heroines" by all the community, whether it was their detailed routes or how in-depth and vibrant their personalities were.

Lucian's goal was those women.

Earl began to tap the wall as Lucian stood there thinking to himself; they were in a white corridor filled with various runes and sigils that seemed to stop curses, disease and other ailments.

A heavy binding force seemed to affect the entire area, but Lucian tilted his head, only feeling a slight pull on his muscles, the blood in his veins seemed to accept the pressure with delight, almost savouring its power.

-Gained Passive Skill

Lesser Magic Resistance: Reduces all magic damage taken by 10%

Lucian's heart began to race, slowly getting closer to the door as if by instinct; the golden chains and enchantments seemed to crumble and shatter as he approached with glowing eyes, the fireboat spell shooting from his body destroying them.

With a loud crack and bang, the door began to slide open, revealing a woman locked inside a glass case; she was sitting down without any clothes, her face without emotions crossed-legged as she seemed displeased, scowling at Earl as he began to cower in fear and dashed away.

Her hair was crimson, like a raging fire or fresh blood, messy but styled with bangs resting over her lovely cheeks, deep red eyes that matched Lucian's with thin lizard-like slit pupils, looking at Lucian with a haughty look.

'I never realised she would be so perfect....'

He was too used to poor quality women, so meeting these two, Marina and now Emura, his eyes seemed to have been baptised in what a beautiful woman looks like, not to mention Carmilla and Rosa.

'Oh, she does have scales on her dragon's cave.'

This girl was honestly the heroine he checked second, after the current demon queen Ophelia, he wished to meet her first, but a mere baron meeting a queen was unrealistic.

Her scales were so beautiful; they shimmered in the white light while the filthy and cursed limbs were displayed without care.

The pair began to observe each other quietly, her face smiling at him as she seemed to like what she saw, while Lucian also smiled back, but he didn't even realise it.

Lucian loved what he saw, his feet stepping forward, unable to control himself, the voices screaming for him to stop and avoid this woman, yet he didn't care, ignoring the bastards.

He wanted to take her home, seduce her and have this dragon become his most trusted woman, helping with his territory and ruling it together.

'She is more suitable than Carmilla for this....'

The glass casing opened up as the pair were merely a few inches from each other; she extended her black and red pulsating arm filled with pus and blood.

'Now isn't the time to hesitate! Let's go! Win a cute dragon for the harem!'

Lucian didn't hesitate, grasping her arm, tightly rubbing the back of her knuckles with his thumb, and gently smiling at her while his limbs began tingling.

"A pleasure to meet such a wonderful woman, My name is Lucian Von Silver, and I want you to become my woman."