Demonic Dragon: Harem System

The interruption of the fight left Strax far from happy. On the contrary, he felt completely uncomfortable. Not because of the woman's presence—she was the least of his problems. The issue was what she represented, the man she still represented, who, to be honest, was not someone Strax had any respect for.

"The patriarch wants to speak with you," Diana said seriously, though not as much as Strax was. After all...

"I'm pretty sure I asked for a week without this whole family nonsense, especially after the mess his children made with my wife," Strax said protectively, making Beatrice shrink a bit in frustration at being captured.

"I don't have the details, and I don't care about them either. If he wants to see you to the point of breaking a promise, it's because it's necessary. So shut that mouth of yours and answer the damn call quietly." Diana's hateful words reached Strax and the girls, making Samira scratch her hand to avoid attacking her. "And suddenly you've become so imposing?

Was it him who asked for this?" Strax questioned, his eyes glowing red.

She had already noticed... This man was no longer the same since he slightly changed his face; she was already sensing the same aura she saw leaving Tiamat when she restricted Darius. The aura of a Beast... a very strong beast that shouldn't be toyed with, but to her, Strax was just a Master cultivator despite that.

"Child," she thought, seeing he might even attack her, but upon hearing something, she immediately stopped and looked at him more calmly. "It's an urgent matter. He'll have to leave soon, so he'll probably give you a task or something, considering you killed three of the guys who were handling certain things.

So, on deeper analysis, in my view, he'll assign you tasks." Diana said, completely changing how she was reacting.

Of course, she was still angry. She had been assigned to be nothing more than a messenger girl. There were thousands of servants, thousands of employees, knights, and even Xenovia seemed to be drooling over this man, but she, of all people, was the one chosen. And that was irritating her more than it should.

"Just go without asking questions. I'm as fed up with all this as you are." She said, putting her hand on her head, and Strax felt that this time she was serious. Well, at least she spoke the truth, and that was a significant step forward. After all, he was trying to understand more and more about what was happening with Diana. Such a reaction was probably not insignificant, right?

"This will be interesting..." Strax thought as he considered how he might get closer to this woman in some way. This woman was clearly dissatisfied with her precious marriage.

"Alright, just let me change into better clothes and grab my swords," Strax said, staring intently into Diana's eyes, who nodded in agreement. "Beatrice and Monica, Samira is in charge. If anything happens, follow her orders; she is the most experienced in combat," Strax said, his gaze moving with precision over theirs.

"Do you think we're going to attack you?" Diana scoffed, and Strax turned to her. "If you think I'm your subordinates whom you can command at will, you're completely mistaken," Strax said, making the atmosphere heavy again.

"Do you think we're going to attack you?" Diana asked. "No, you wouldn't be crazy enough for that... After all, I now have some value to the old man, but sooner or later I'll be leaving this family," Strax said, his eyes shining. "Really, I'd love to see you try," Diana said, unable to believe any of Strax's words. On the contrary...

"This man is crazy..." She thought, knowing that what he wanted was almost impossible—indeed, impossible, since no one had ever seen it happen. It was easier to enter Vorah than to leave Vorah, and she knew it well. After all, her repressed dream of freedom still pulsed in her chest. "Dreams of Weak Children," she thought.

Strax then did as she asked and went to change his clothes. After all, he was in a very disheveled outfit for a private meeting with the patriarch of his family... despite...

"What the hell kind of meeting is this? I have better things to do than dealing with a father who only thinks about strength. Now that he sees potential, he wants to talk to me? Of course, it's always like this... Let's see what that old fool has to say this time, 'Oh my son, the one I've always trusted! I knew you were strong!

After all, you're your mother's son!'" He tried to mimic how he saw his father speak, with many thoughts on his mind. Dealing with his father was not something he wanted, especially knowing it could cause problems or be problematic.

As he continued to act brutishly ignorant, putting on a luxurious, minimally decent suit for such a meeting...

"Hey, Diana, do you know anything about Xenovia?" Beatrice asked the woman sitting in one of the armchairs.

"Hm... if I recall correctly... why should I talk about her?" Diana replied, suddenly changing her expression.

"Because we're asking politely, but we can resolve this outside..." Samira said, her eyes blazing, ready to fight. After all, she had a certain interest in a confrontation with someone like Diana.

"Are you trying to use me as a sharpening stone to overcome your wall? Please, be less obvious, Samira Blaze," Diana said with disdain.

"So that's it, you already know about each one of us—what a joke." The first to speak after this small exchange was Monica, who had been observing quietly.

"How could we not know? Did you think you'd come in here without being identified, Monica von Storm?" Diana said, looking into the eyes of the irritated maid, who was no longer wearing her black and white dress.

"A mere housemaid who became the wife of one of the most failed men in all of Thalassia, that sounds interesting... Don't you think? The Blaze failure," Diana taunted further, provoking Samira.

"And what do you know about her to speak like that?" Beatrice intervened, Diana's amused eyes falling on her.

"I know many things, Beatrice von Stainhardt... or should I call you S~," Diana began to say, looking directly at Monica, but...

"That's enough," Strax appeared behind Diana. "Open that mouth of yours a little more and I'll shove my sword in it," he said, holding Ouroboros in one hand and Tiamat in the other.

"Let's go, no more interruptions," Strax ordered, leading the way without waiting for a response from her. "Well, see you later, darlings," Diana said, looking out of one of the windows with a strange expression.

"What a strange woman..." Beatrice commented as she settled more comfortably on the sofa. "Why is she acting like this?" she asked, looking at the two women.

"Don't take that conversation seriously," Samira said, looking outside in the same direction Diana had looked. She saw some tree branches swaying. "Of course…"

"What do you mean?" Monica asked curiously, as Samira had just moments ago wanted to lunge at Diana and ravage her with brute force. "Just ignore her for now..." Samira concluded.

Outside...

"Stop acting like a crazy bitch. What happened?" Strax asked, seeing that the woman seemed to have changed completely again. He had already noticed because... She didn't avoid his advances and was quite... into the real thing, as she always let it slide. And now she seemed furious?

It didn't make sense.

"That damned old man..." Diana muttered, mounting the white horse she had as a companion. "Not only did he use me as a messenger girl, but he also put a spy team on me," she said, looking around and spreading her aura throughout Strax's mansion. "They're gone now... It was a good move to put the girls on alert with Samira in charge." Diana praised him.

"I thought you wanted that, after irritating them so much, it was surely to make them even stronger if someone attacked. I appreciate that," Strax said with a smile, though he thought it was all a big idiocy after all...

"Cristine, keep an eye on them for me." Strax said, and out of nowhere, a woman appeared from invisibility. "Yes, Master." She said and disappeared, entering the mansion directly...

"Since when do you~ Ah, never mind." Diana said, starting to walk ahead while Apocalypse appeared for Strax to ride on. "Hello, girl," he said, stroking her neck...

"So, tell me what really happened. I know you didn't say because they're not part of the Vorah Family," Strax said. There were many things he couldn't tell them, unfortunately, to truly keep their lives from being in danger...

"I don't have many details... I only know that Albert already spoke with Xenovia, Noah, and Liam. Mason was summoned when I left the mansion." She concluded and continued, "It seems something is happening in the capital of the Kingdom. I don't know if it's good or bad, but... Well, your father will have to travel there... Even though it's not far, I've never seen him with that look..." Diana said.

"I don't know how to react to this, I just find it strange that he wants to see me now." Strax said, looking ahead without facing her. "Well... despite being within the family laws, you still killed three direct heirs..." Diana murmured because she couldn't believe her own words.

A/N: Hello to everyone who follows daily, sorry for the delay in these last chapters, I feel like I'm not giving a good sequence to this story and I'm really sorry about that. I've been having some creative and personal issues lately (as some of you know, I'm a trans woman, so there are days when actually existing is a problem).

I'm sorry if the quality has dropped or if I'm not paying enough attention. Believe me, I've been demanding more than you think and soon I'll really try to improve... Thank you for your great support this month, I'll continue posting daily as normal, I just ask for patience with me. Thanks again, we're almost reaching 1M views! <3