The dragon's harem



The man glared at Roberta with a smile, but he saw Arad's reflection in her eyes at the last second before getting caught.

Thud! Arad grabbed the man by his hair, lifting him a foot above the ground. The man started flailing his arms and screaming, "Let go of me! You bastard!"

Roberta backed away, sweating. She had a hunch that Arad is a dragon, and this man just angered him. This is going to be a bloodbath.

CRACK! Arad turned the man to face him, "You're going to visit who later?"

"Die!" The man swung the dagger at Arad's face. CLANG! Arad bit the dagger and glared at the man.

CRACK! Arad's teeth cut through the steel dagger as he munched on it, "Tasteless," He growled. Tuf! And spat the metal shards into the man's eyes, blinding him.

GRWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! The man screamed his lungs out, his voice only serving to anger Arad further.

^I need Roberta to sell the jewelry. What is this idiot? Saying?^ Anger slowly boiled inside his head, Roberta might have died if he didn't show up, and that is unacceptable. What if this was Aella or Mira?

VROOOM! A loud rumbling boomed from Arad's chest as he swung his arm, ripping the hair out of the man's hair, and accelerating him toward the door.

The man could feel his head getting pulled up and his spine cracking from the contraction. But he quickly lost consciousness as blood pooled in his legs.

CRACK! The man's body flew right through the door, breaking it and hitting the stairs with a loud crack, sending dust into the air as blood trailed down.

The butler and the guards who just came froze in place. They could never expect to see a man's body move like that. One of them approached the man and touched him. He was dead.

Arad threw the man so hard that he almost pulled the spine off. The guards looked at his hands, terrified. Such power was no joke.

The butler looked at Arad. ^We shouldn't anger the dragon slayer more than this. We need to get on his good side.^

"Sir, please relax. We will clean the mess, so you don't have to worry." The butler smiled and rubbed his hands together, glaring at the guards to take the man away and prepare a private room for Arad and Roberta.

"You two seem to know each other," He smiled, "Did sir Arad need something that we can provide?"

Roberta looked back, seeing her father smiling in the back. "Just send us a drink, and we will deal with it." Geralt smiled, approaching Arad.

The butler rushed out of the room. He couldn't ask for a better excuse to get away from that killing machine.

"How are you doing, young lad." extending his hand.

Arad smiled, shaking Gerald's hand. "I'm doing well. I heard she wanted to meet me, so I came searching for you."

Roberta sighed in relief, seeing Arad smile. For a moment she thought he was going to kill everyone.

^I'm almost certain Arad is a dragon. I can't offer him anything that he can take by force. I should make sure that he sees us below him, and avoid making him look stupid or in the wrong. That's how people get killed by dragons, and we won't be one of them."

Inside the private room, Arad faced Roberta and Gerald. "How did the jewelry sale go?" Arad asked with a smile.

Roberta smiled, "We got a great reception. The sales made thirty gold coins. Three times what we initially thought." She pulled out a small sack containing Arad's money and put it on the table. She had been keeping it ready in case he showed up.

Arad looked at the money, "So, the sales are good, and the jewelry is in demand?"

Roberta smiled, "Of course." Stay calm, don't offer a thing. Offer a service. "As long as you provide me with more, I should be able to sell them for a profit."

"Of course. I have way more to give you." Arad smiled, looking around, "By the way. What were you two doing here?"

Gerald smiled, "The trade routes are close indefinity because of the dragons and undead." He looked at Arad, "And we needed some goods to sell. We came here to see if we could find something cheap or exotic in the auction to buy and resell."

"That man knew the good we bought could be resold for a profit and wanted to take it away." Roberta looked at Arad, "Thanks for dealing with him."

Arad scratched his head, "Sorry, I ended up killing him."

"Don't worry. This isn't the kind of place the guards will come look in." Roberta smiled, ^Not that you should care, dragon.^

"You two might find this place useful." Gerald smiled, pulling a paper from underneath the table. "Here they have the black auction, where you can find people bidding on rare things. The black market where they see illegal things, and the underground fighting arena, where people seek fame fighting monsters or other people."

Arad looked at the paper.

***

The butler rushed through the hallway after making sure the tea is headed toward Arad's room. He wanted to inform the mistress of the underground association about this incident.

He finally stooped by a large black door. Knock! Knock! "This is me, Jin."

"What is it?" A voice came from inside the room, and Jin pushed the door open and bowed to the blond lady sitting behind her desk.

"The dragon slayer has shown up in the third section of the auction. Right now he's occupied by the customer Gerald and his daughter Roberta." The butter slowly lifted his head, looking at her face.

"Alcott is injured. He shouldn't be walking." She glared at the butler with doubt, "And Alcott won't mind this kind of activity."

The butler shook his head, "Please forgive me, Mistress. I have explained it wrong. I'm talking about the new dragon slayer. Arad Orion. One fabled to reach s-rank soon. He already killed one of the customers for threatening Roberta."

The woman's face froze, flashing bright red. "Arad?" She gasped, standing up, "What is he doing here? The last time I saw him was at my brother's establishment."