Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

Chapter 206 62: World Summit! [3]

Zell's body cracked as he climbed out of the car; after a short rest, Scarlet was fully recovered, even using a faint perfume and spray to clear the thick scent from the front.

Her dress was now fresh without any ruffles or kinks, her seductive body standing near the entrance as large groups of various races and people appeared, not just humans but creatures like Scarlet, from lamia to large-bodied women that seemed to be trolls of some kind.

'Strange, I never imagined that so many different races lived here already; what's even stranger is some were races I believed to be demonic, and here they are, normal like me or those around me....'

Scarlet thought a while, then proceeded further inside when she felt someone's stare; looking back at the end of the room to see an elderly male dwarf standing in place and staring at Scarlet's physical appearance with complete concentration and lustful eyes...

She nodded to him respectfully before looking behind her again, spotting others glancing over her now and then.

Some were curious; others seemed unhappy about her walking happily with another male, and other men still seemed excited by this exotic sight. Not all were bright smiles...

Alizée slowly climbed from the back of the car, her face seemingly calm and friendly, but for Zell, it was like a tundra in the deepest layers of hell as his back felt a cold chill, that faint smile, her narrow eyes!

'She looks angry! I should...'

"My dear son-in-law, please escort your beloved mother~ or I'll make sure Tessa punishes you."

There were far more males and families at the entrance paying attention to Alizée, a big name and figure compared to the little siren who was seen as a mere toy for them to enjoy.

In contrast, quite a lot of faces distorted unpleasantly upon hearing her words; Zell enjoyed seeing these old men and women getting all upset because of Alizée's loud words, while scared of the retribution of this demon mother-in-law he still approached her with calm and elegant steps, giving her a graceful bow and taking her hand, before kissing it gently.

"Forgive me, Mother; I was afraid to approach such a charming lady; I might just fall for mother and daughter alike. You are so beautiful; I can hardly contain myself."

He placed one arm around her hips, stroking the top of her rump, as she let out a quiet moan, their bodies so in tune that even the slightest touch from each other and caress could arouse and bring them close to pleasure.

Alizée looked towards him with an angry look before leaning in and kissing his lips, the surrounding crowd now filled with a thick killing intent that began to weigh on Zell's shoulders, thankfully it was a tame kiss, no tongue, but now his body began to surge with blood, this woman's seduction was far greater than Scarlet as he had to imagine naked old women to avoid his member from growing.

"Let's go, you little snake, don't be trying to seduce your mother~ she might wring you dry and leave none for your poor wife-to-be."

"Yes, my charming and wise mother, let us head inside."

"Fufu~ you love going deep inside, right?"

"..."

Zell admitted defeat and let her guide the way, various small cameras and frustrated males and even women entering his eyes, likely mothers or sisters that wanted to set up their family members with the Beaumont family to get some fame, or more likely money and other useless things.

The huge black monolith today was open wide, being the opening ceremony. Nothing major would be discussed or decided today, and they would get the weekend's itinerary.

He held onto Alizée's waist, uncaring for their words or eyes as they passed through the heavy black doors, a sense of cool air blowing over their bodies before a slight glow enveloped them; after a quiet buzz, the guards allowed them through with a smile.

Zell was confused about what just happened; although he could feel the mana and spells cast when the cold breeze hit them, he couldn't discern what type of spells they were, as if a veil was pulled over his eyes.

"Don't worry; it's just the procedure to ensure no demons, people with powerful weapons or criminals enter."

"Huh!? Then isn't it useless... you and me?"

"Haha... well, true, but they are searching for pure-blooded demons, as people with mixed blood are usually victims of their cruel torture and past slavery or domination."

"Oh... Still, what if some races were happy to have half-demons? Isn't that dangerous?"

"True, but be careful of the damn elves rather than those demons... Their women are lustful and worse than that siren earlier, especially the forest elves; they will grab you, confuse you with their magic and drag any top-class males into a forest or their shared room and gangbang you until all of them are pregnant, then leave you half dead and drain somewhere."

Alizée ignored the calls and greetings from others, her eyes watching a beautiful woman; she looked older than most people here, around 35 years old, graceful, with long elven ears, beautiful blue eyes, and flowing blonde hair.

If there were an image for "Elf Queen," it would be this busty woman in her green outfit that seemed to be fashioned from high-quality leaves and fabrics.

'She's really pretty, though... I wonder how good it feels to be ravaged by so many elven women.... would my little fellow become orc shaped?'

Zell spent a while admiring the beauty of the various races. Still, he never noticed his eyes meeting the elven queen in his mind, her eyes shining the moment they passed, seeming to speak with two of her attendants who almost obsessively looked towards both Alizée and Zell, with several nods and strange hand signals.

"Hey, when will the meeting start? It's like some high-school reunion with everyone talking about how amazing they are right now... it feels a little petty." Zell whispered as he tried to find anyone's visage that he might know.

"Mmmmm, it's like that, but for the powerful rich and nobles, don't worry when the big shots arrive, they all shut up, normally if mother was here, they would all be scared; she likes to beat the shit out of pretentious losers, I don't have the prestige or strength to do that yet... damn bastards, so annoying, no one cares about your damn money, or how amazing your son is!"

"Zell, get strong! Beat them up for Mother, and I'll reward you with my tits!" Alizée said, her eyes deadly serious; this was not a joke!

"Ah... you're so adorable, Alizée...." Zell whispered, causing her mood to lessen, as she almost kissed him again, their bodies drawing close before quickly parting, as she seemed to linger in one direction before looking at him with a strange grin.

"Zell!"

"Mmm?"

"I guess you do know that cute Alice, huh?"

"Why do you ask?" He wondered as her voice seemed filled with delight and a sense of mischief.

"Because her eyes haven't left your body for a moment since we entered."

"Eh!?" He said, a strange sense of joy in his tone, causing Alizée to grasp his crotch, squeezing lightly out of most people's sight; sadly, it didn't escape the eyes of that Elven queen that Zell was watching earlier, her long tongue now sliding across her lips as elves had amazing eyesight, able to see the entire outline and shape of his tool.

"Sorry, Mother!! I won't be seduced by evil bitches anymore!"

Alizée smiled at his answer before shaking her head, no longer squeezing but stroking his package with a soothing touch, as she leaned into his ear, blowing hot breath against his face.

"No... seduce her... they have a spear dojo; we can usurp it and become rich!"

Zell never imagined that Tessa's mother was so greedy or business-minded, as she seemed more of a battle maniac. Still, he thought that business was another form of battle, not promising anything as the sound of soft heels hitting the ground sounded.

Clack!

He turned around, his back pushed by Alizée as she suddenly vanished somewhere; only the sight of her shit-eating grin as she left filled his mind.

"Zell...?" A gentle and bell-like voice sounded, almost filled with an unsure and embarrassed feeling.

Zell's body twisted to face the voice; his body stopped for a moment to admire her beauty; since they parted, she must have been training daily, feeling the powerful aura from her body, with beautiful pink lips painted with a faint gloss that perfectly drew attention to her neat and pretty Asian features, with her blue eyes a little exotic for her black hair and eastern look.

She was wearing a fluffy blue dress with a white under the cloth to hide her lower body, flowing gently with each movement; Zell found this girl had sizable breasts, bigger than Tessa's by at least one handful!

"Hello, beautiful lady," Zell spoke, with a charming and deep voice, giving an elegant bow, lowering his posture to grab her soft hand, pressing his lips against the back with a gentle kiss. "May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, for you hath charmed my heart."

He looked at the cute face as she pouted slightly before her lips formed a cheeky smile, allowing him to caress her hand as the surroundings probably thought they were flirting in their petty jealousy.

"Hmph, what charm! You've kept your hand ready to hit me at all times! Your stance is ready to counterattack with all your heart! Where is there an elegant man seducing a woman when he's ready to kill her in the next moment!" Her words were thorny, but her hand grasped his stroking the marks from his daily training and efforts to improve even the smallest bit.

"You worked hard since we last met... I can barely see the foot of your strength now...." Her lips curved into a happy smile. Despite this, their hands parted finally. Zell, too, relaxed his guard, and let the young woman stand beside him, her short size a large contrast to the tall and muscular male.

"Alice, you truly look beautiful, like a battle maiden on the dancefloor." He said without the theatrics this time, his eyes narrowing and glancing at her; this time, rather than retorting, her cheeks turned pink, seeming to have felt his compliment when he was more direct and honest.

"Mmmm... you look very handsome yourself; my mother wanted to know who you were and sent me over... I heard you are engaged to that sword freak... Am I not your rival anymore?" Her glistening blue eyes looked at him with a sad, abandoned, puppy-like look.

"Stupid..." He exhaled, stroking her soft hair.

"Polygamy is normal; I slept with her and cannot be irresponsible, right? So I'm taking responsibility for her purity."

Zell didn't like to lie to this girl, so he just summarised the events while enjoying her silky black hair.

Alice looked up at him, and sometimes her lips would open as if to speak, then close as she looked around, various families chattering about them.

Zell joined her for a while.

He didn't hold her hand as they walked around slowly; they noticed several young males, from mid-teenagers to people in their late twenties, all looking at them with strange looks, some envy and some just admiring the matching pair.

"I see... it's normal..." Alice whispered, her fingers playing with his as they interlocked; it wasn't intended, but neither pulled away nor complained once it happened.

He saw that she needed some time to arrange her thoughts or words. Thus he waited as they moved towards a grand table with many different foods and a small table with several glasses of a strange but sweet-scented wine.

Since he loved wine, he guided them close before taking a glass for Alice and himself; both stood near the corner together, watching the passing party-like atmosphere.

The room itself was similar to those huge ballrooms you see on period dramas on television, with a huge spiralling staircase in the centre that led to the upstairs and a set of lifts, likely taking you deeper into the monolith.

At the same time, the floor was a mixture of high-grade wood and marble, shimmering as the people gracefully moved across the room, with several huge crystal or gemstone chandeliers hung above with a gentle but pretty silver light.

"Zell... next time we fight..."

"Mmm?" He noticed her slightly twisted tone, her hand slowly loosening as she stood before him.

"When we fight, I..."

"if you win, I'll become your wife!" His face twitched because the moment the small orchestra took a break, her loud, embarrassed shout filled the room, even echoing several times; in the distance, he saw Alizée sticking out her tongue and giving him a thumbs up, which caused him to get irritated as she stood chatting happily to a woman that looked like a mature Alice, but with brown eyes and a more curvy figure.

'What kind of mother-in-law pimps you out to another woman's daughter!?'

"If I win.... break off with Tessa... even if she gives birth to your child and becomes my husband only!"