Chapter 51 Talk with Salamandinay and Ange’s arrogant

Before the world plunged into chaos due to war, a potent supersymmetric particle called Dracunium was discovered. Although initially intended for the world's betterment, humanity, as often happens, turned it into a tool of war. Issues such as pollution, ethnic cleansing, poverty, and other societal problems persisted, ultimately contributing to the collapse of human society.

Disillusioned individuals sought refuge in a new realm, now known as the False World, a world of mana. The remaining humans faced a crucial decision: adapt to the tarnished Earth or perish. Through persistent efforts and numerous failures, they embarked on a project to rebuild their bodies and acclimate to the polluted environment through genetic modification.

Against all odds, success emerged, and the first person to adapt was a woman named Aura, hailed as the great progenitor and the first dragon. Encouraged by her triumph, others followed suit, transforming themselves into dragons like Aura. Their purpose was to restore the Earth by ingesting Dracunium and converting it into stable crystals within their bodies.

Men became colossal dragons dedicated to cleansing the world from Dracunium particles, while women transformed into smaller dragons to assist in the purification efforts. When the time came, they returned to human form to bear children and perpetuate their unique existence.

Living harmoniously, their peaceful existence was shattered when Embryo attacked with Ragna-mail, capturing Aura with the intent to destroy the world once more.

In the serene ambiance of a traditional Japanese house, three girls gathered for an earnest conversation. The room echoed with the soft exchange of words as the black-haired girl, seated gracefully in the traditional seiza posture, shared the rich tapestry of their history with her two attentive companions.

Opposite her, two stunning young girls listened intently. The purple-haired girl mirrored the black-haired one's seiza posture, her eyes reflecting curiosity and respect. Beside her, the ethereal white-haired girl sat in the lotus position, her crossed arms conveying a contemplative demeanor. Her closed eyes hinted at the depth of thought, as if pondering the profound details shared by the black-haired storyteller.

These three figures, named Salamandinay, Lucia, and Saeko, formed a tableau of cultural exchange and shared history.

Lucia had marked Salamandinay from the moment their eyes met, and Salamandinay reciprocated with an affection level already reaching an impressive 60.

As they sat in the tranquil Japanese house, Lucia, still in seiza, contemplated Salamandinay's plea to rescue Aura. The room held a weighty silence before Lucia's eyes snapped open, fixing on Salamandinay.

"I'm willing to help, but do you even know where Aura is hidden?" Lucia inquired, her gaze penetrating.

Salamandinay hesitated, her head lowering slightly. "That... No. We have been investigating, but..."

"Alright," Lucia interrupted. "I'll assist you. However, I lack the ability to traverse other spaces for now."

Salamandinay's eyes lit up with gratitude, and her affection points surged to 78, freezing there as Lucia dropped a bombshell.

"There's one more thing. On the island, there are about 300 children, mine. It would be wonderful if you could provide a space for them to live. They'd love to engage with people from another world."

Salamandinay, shocked, shot to her feet. "3-300 children?! How did you give birth to that many?"

A soft laugh escaped Saeko as she covered her lips, while Lucia's lips twitched in response.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Salamandinay bowed deeply, shame and embarrassment etched on her face.

Salamandinay, distinguished for her wisdom, gentleness, and proficiency in numerous fields, was undeniably a genius. She played a pivotal role in reviving long-lost sports, cultures, and architectural designs. Moreover, she pioneered the creation of Para-mail, essential for her people's defense against the False World. In her vision, these were not mere Para-mails; she rechristened them as Dragon-mails.

The Dragon Clan held Salamandinay in the highest esteem, recognizing her as a leader and genius. Second only to the high priestess, she wielded unparalleled authority. However, upon learning that Lucia, seemingly as youthful as herself, had given birth to nearly 300 children, Salamandinay, typically composed, couldn't contain her surprise. Uncharacteristically, she exclaimed in shock, her astonishment evident.

Realizing her breach of decorum, Salamandinay hurriedly apologized, her embarrassment clear in her expression. It was a rare moment of vulnerability for someone usually so poised and respected.

"It's okay. It was my mistake; I didn't explain clearly. Truth be told, they are not humans but androids. I can't delve into the details yet, but I was one of the people who created them, so they consider me their God. Most often, they refer to me as their mother. At this point, you could say they are like my children. So, in a way, I have that many children," Lucia explained.

"Ah... so it's like that," Salamandinay nodded, understanding the revelation.

"Yes, it's like that, but..." Lucia paused and gestured for Salamandinay to come closer.

"?" Salamandinay didn't comprehend why Lucia suddenly stopped and called her, but she walked over. Lucia guided her to sit, and as Salamandinay settled, Lucia wrapped her arms around her from behind, cradling her in her lap.

"I want to create real babies as well. Do you want to help me with it?" Lucia whispered into Salamandinay's ear, resting her chin on Salamandinay's shoulder.

Salamandinay, instead of refusing, blushed intensely, her face turning a deep shade of red, and her tail moved in random directions, vividly expressing her emotions.

"B-but, both of us are females. H-how can I get pregnant?" Salamandinay stammered, seeking clarification.

"Hmm... Even though I'm a woman, I can make you pregnant, so don't worry about it," Lucia assured, placing her hand on Salamandinay's exposed belly. Salamandinay's attire, a long front pink silk garment reaching under her knees, revealed her bare skin, with a one-piece silk bra covering her modesty. Lucia's touch brought a slight cold sensation, prompting Salamandinay's imagination to run wild, envisioning a future with many dragon children playing on grass fields while she and Lucia watched with smiles.

Coming back to reality, Salamandinay turned to Saeko, who sat calmly, sipping green tea with her eyes closed. "You are thinking too much, Salamandinay," Lucia noted, still playing with Salamandinay's belly. "Saeko, do you mind if Salamandinay becomes my wife as well?"

Saeko, without opening her eyes, responded, "Nope. You don't need to worry about me, Salamandinay-san. Even if I did try to stop you, Lucia would get you no matter what."

Salamandinay, still blushing, received a giggle from Saeko. "Besides, there are already many sisters for me, and it will continue to increase anyway," Saeko dropped a surprising revelation.

(Salamandinay POV)

"Many? Continue to increase?" I found myself shocked once again by the revelation of a potential harem. But deep down, I realized it was my own mistake to assume Lucia-sama would have only one wife.

Lucia-sama, an extraordinary being with great dragon companions as her wives, not to mention her role as a leader or queen from their original world. Even in the records of this world, kings were known to have multiple wives. The fact that Saeko-sama, a powerful Great Dragon being, was already one of Lucia-sama's wives, and she was open to the idea of more wives, underscored Lucia-sama's true strength.

Lucia-sama's beauty and strength were unparalleled. Whenever I looked at her, I couldn't help but acknowledge that I couldn't compete merely on instinct. If someone as formidable as Saeko-sama accepted Lucia-sama having more wives, it demonstrated the true depth of Lucia-sama's strength.

Despite possessing the ability to do anything with her powers, Lucia-sama refrained from doing so. Her agreement to help us rescue Aura was another testament to her character. But beyond that, what brought me the most happiness was the simple act of being in Lucia-sama's embrace. It felt like all worries melted away when she was by my side. Was this love?

Well, it's not like I'm against a harem anyway. So, I decided to become Lucia-sama's wife! I nodded as I decided.

"I agree about becoming Lucia-sama's wife but isn't this skipping too many steps?" I expressed, wanting to enjoy the lover's steps before rushing into marriage.

"Of course, we will start from becoming lovers. I love you, Sally. Will you go out with me?" Lucia-sama turned my body, now sitting sideways on her lap, and asked me out. My heart raced as her words echoed clearly.

"Y-yes, please take care of me," I replied, my smile reflecting my happiness. More importantly, she called me by a nickname, Sally!

'Kyaaa! Is she going to kiss me?! A-aren't we just starting to date?! Isn't this too fast?! But I wanted to try that too, just like from books!' My thoughts multiplied, racing randomly as Lucia-sama's face drew closer. However, I had no intention of denying this. I would face this like a warrior!

Even though I liked Lucia-sama, I wouldn't retreat from this battlefield called a kiss. I would face it head-on, proving I'm not someone who can be easily defeated!

I eagerly awaited the moment Lucia-sama's lips touched mine, ready to showcase what I learned from the legendary book called 'Kissology 101: Mastering the Art of Lip.' I had read it just in case, never expecting today would be the day to put it into practice!

As Lucia-sama's lips touched mine, I instinctively placed my hands behind her head. Moments later, I slightly parted my lips, adjusting the angle of my head, and our lips moved in a delicate dance.

Lucia-sama reciprocated, brushing her lips against mine with a rhythmic motion. We kissed like this for a while, our heads moving in harmony, lips exploring the tender terrain. Amidst the soft and sweet exchange, one thought dominated my mind — it was incredibly soft, much more than I had ever imagined. Kissing, it turned out, was a truly amazing experience.

As the tender kiss continued, Lucia-sama's tongue entered the scene, a surprising yet welcome addition. It reminded me that we were still engaged in this intimate battle. I responded in kind, engaging in a playful exchange of tongues, intertwining and mixing our salivas into one.

I had intended to showcase what I had learned from books, but Lucia-sama's skill left me in a momentary state of ecstasy. The pleasure was so overwhelming that my initial plans were forgotten. When I returned to reality, we had already parted, and I found myself panting. My eyes were moist as I looked at Lucia-sama, who was smiling unknowingly.

Feeling embarrassed, I covered my face on Lucia-sama's shoulder, leaning against her. Yet, Lucia-sama said nothing and simply embraced me. The warmth was comforting, reminiscent of the times with my mother, a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long while.

After my mother's passing, I took on a leadership role, striving to rebuild our home country and recreate weapons known as 'Ragna-mails' to rival Embryo. Despite not being alone, there was a lingering sense of loneliness. Feeling this kind of warmth again was truly a gift. Having someone to lean on was refreshing, and I felt at peace as Lucia-sama continued to embrace me, gently stroking my back.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Lucia-sama began to speak, prompting me to listen to her words. 

"Sally, based on what you said earlier, you still haven't discovered where Aura is hidden, correct?" Lucia-sama inquired.

Lucia questioned Salamandinay, expressing her confusion regarding the continuous dispatch of dragons to the False World, especially without knowing Aura's location. Each time the singularity, also known as the portal, opened, they sent one male dragon accompanied by many female dragons—an act that seemed like a futile sacrifice. Salamandinay clarified the purpose behind this strategy.

"Ah, it's for Aura," Salamandinay replied as she continued to elaborate. "Aura is being used to create the 'Light of Mana' by burning Dracunium inside her. As time passes, the Dracunium inside Aura dries up, and she would die. As I explained before, male dragons ingest Dracunium and convert it into stable crystals within their own bodies. So, we send one male dragon to search for Aura while many female dragons accompany him."

"I see," Lucia said in understanding. The dragons were sent as sacrifices while searching and attacking the False World. Not sending these supplies (dragons) would lead to attacks on their world, causing more significant damage and casualties.

"For now, I don't know which timeline I have caught up to. I will go when the portal opens," Lucia thought to herself.

After a brief discussion, Lucia brought Babylon and placed it near the temple on the waterfall cliff. The dragon people were surprised to see the floating island. Even though androids could stay on the island, Lucia recommended creating a city or a base near the buildings where the people of Aura, also known as dragons, resided. After all, the androids had never really met with real people yet, and this was the first time they had encountered humans, even though they were no longer pure humans.

Only women transformed into human form, conversing with the androids. Men couldn't talk much as they couldn't speak in dragon form. Although men could also change back into human form, they mostly didn't, as they contained massive Dracunium crystals inside them. Additionally, there weren't males present during female pregnancies, resulting in the rarity of male births. Male dragons didn't wish to revert to human form, contributing to the scarcity of young males. This situation was also the reason why Tusk, Ange's lover in the original anime, was experimented on for sex education or research upon arriving in this place.

Many might wonder how dragons mated. They did so in dragon form, as male dragons didn't change back to human form. Lucia didn't understand why they refrained from doing so—perhaps to avoid showing an older form or due to a lack of sexual drive. It might be linked to the guilt they felt for the world's current situation.

Regardless, Lucia didn't concern herself much with these matters. As long as they didn't cross certain lines, individuals were free to make their own choices. Lucia thought that there might be numerous lily couples in this world.

Indeed, in this anime world, a notable trend existed where girls were often sexually attracted to other girls, particularly among Para-mail users known as Norma people who fought against dragons. Lucia contemplated the idea of gathering all the girls from Arzenal Island.

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At a counter where payments were distributed, a group of girls stood, each withdrawing their weekly salaries earned from slaying dragons. Arzenal, the place where Norma both lived and died in battle, was their home.

"Subtracting ammo, fuel consumption, and armor wear, you have earned a total of 180,000 this week," a female staff member, hunched over a computer, announced to the girl standing in front of her.

"Tsk, that's it?" remarked a girl with short orange hair.

"That's already enough. I only earned a tenth of that," another girl with blue hair chimed in.

Turning to Hilda, the girl with orange hair asked, "How about you, Hilda?"

Hilda displayed a considerable sum of money in her hand, leaving the two girls amazed. While they marveled at Hilda's earnings, behind them, another girl was withdrawing an even larger amount.

"It's 550,000 for this week," the staff member said, handing over the cash.

"Wow, good going, Ange."

"She really earned it."

A short girl with pale red hair and a tall girl with pink long hair happily commended Ange. However, Ange didn't appear happy or pay attention to their remarks. Instead, she simply turned around and left, surprising the two girls who were encouraging her and leaving the other three girls looking at her with hostility.

It had been a while since Ange adopted this demeanor, actively hunting and fearlessly confronting dragons. She had transformed from a weak, crying princess into a ruthless woman within a few weeks. Observers would hardly recognize her as the once cheerful first princess, Angelise.

Despite the team's attempts to bully Ange through means such as writing offensive messages on her locker or rendering her uniform unwearable, Ange remained indifferent. In her mind, these girls were not human, including those who attempted to defend her. Ange refused to acknowledge any shared identity with them, even as she became a Norma. It was her last shred of pride and arrogance.

Today, upon discovering her uniform in a torn and deplorable state, the team captain scolded the two girls responsible, a fact Ange was aware of. However, Ange didn't dwell on it much and wore the damaged uniform herself, revealing her panties and the smooth skin beneath her breasts defiantly.

The girls were taken aback when Ange appeared in such attire. Before they could react, she swiftly leaped towards one of the bullies, deftly cutting the fabric. Ignoring the bewildered stares, Ange nonchalantly walked out of the room, leaving the girls in shock. A shout from the orange-haired girl echoed from the room Ange had just vacated. Ange had cut the string supporting the breast cover of the para-mail suit, exposing the orange-haired girl's bare breasts and nipples.

Continuing on her way to her room, Ange encountered more surprised faces. This included the supervisor, the only mana user, who was sipping tea in the cafeteria and chatting with her father on a floating panel.

"As long as I'm here, there is not a single Norma who would do something strange," the supervisor boasted.

However, her confidence was shattered when she spotted Ange walking with torn clothing. Choking on her tea, she rushed towards Ange, shouting, "Hold it right there!"

Breathless, the supervisor demanded an explanation. "Haa…haa… why… why are you dressed like that?" she asked Ange.

Ange, looking down at her torn clothes, simply replied, "Uh… It's a uniform."

Unconvinced, the supervisor asserted, "I won't allow you to wear something like that. Fix or buy a new one. This is an order."

With a reluctant "yes," Ange conveyed her unwillingness to comply.

The supervisor added, "It should be 'Understood, officer.' Honestly, aren't you embarrassed dressing like that?" She couldn't fathom why Ange, who never wore such outfits, had chosen this attire.

"Arr... about that. Are you embarrassed when a bug sees you naked? Then excuse me," Ange replied with a smile, offering a salute that involved hovering her index and middle fingers on her forehead.

With that, she strolled toward her room, leaving the supervisor stunned by Ange's audacious response. The dissatisfied expression on the supervisor's face lingered as she watched Ange's departing figure. While the supervisor also viewed Norma as non-human, Ange's level of candidness and straightforwardness was beyond what she had encountered before. Despite serving as a supervisor for Norma people, the supervisor refrained from expressing such thoughts or cursing so openly.

"Did you hear that?"

"It pisses me off."

"What's the problem?"

"You're a Norma too, you scum."

Multiple voices echoed as the girls began to curse at Ange after hearing her unconventional remarks about Norma. And just like that, another day passed.

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