Demonic Dragon: Harem System

One night later...

The sun was already rising on the horizon, casting its first rays of light over the sleeping landscape. Inside a cozy room, a man and his wife lay surrounded by the gentle warmth of the morning. The sunlight radiated across the polished wooden floors, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

Strax lay comfortably in the King Size bed, with Samira nude on top of him, sleeping like an angel. He could feel her gentle breath, her chest rising and falling rhythmically, while an angelic smile adorned her face. The scene was so purely tranquil that, if a photo were taken now, with the white sheet softly covering her body, one might think, "Wow, an angel fell into this demon's lap!"

Strax observed Samira's serene face for a moment before glancing towards the window, where the sun was slowly rising, illuminating the room with a golden glow. Suddenly, a notification appeared in his mind, interrupting his contemplation.

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Strax read the message, somewhat confused. He had never received specific numbers about his cultivation progress before. Usually, the system provided only a vague sense of advancement without precise details. Perhaps it was because he had never asked the system about it before? It couldn't be said that the system was hiding the information; he simply had never requested it.

"So... the more sex, the faster this should increase... but depending on the person in question... if it were with Xenovia, maybe I would advance faster?" He was reflecting on a few things, and when touching on this point...

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As he read the System messages and pondered what could really happen if he focused solely on cultivating this way, Samira moved slightly, adjusting on his body, and he turned his attention back to her. Her beauty and purity were a striking contrast to the intensity of his own existence. Strax smiled softly, appreciating the moment of peace and Samira's company.

"I hope I can continue like this for a while longer... Before returning to my journey..." Strax murmured, already contemplating what he could do to become stronger, but... "I won't rely on dual cultivation... especially knowing this system may or may not be advantageous. Besides... I won't be with women to become strong...

only because I want them." He thought as he continued to stroke the woman's fiery hair, feeling the softness of the strands between his fingers.

He knew he needed to get up and start the day, but he wanted to savor every second of that peaceful moment. Slowly, he moved, taking care not to wake her. With gentle and precise movements, he slid out of bed, adjusting the sheet over her body to keep her warm. Despite the rising sun, it was still early, and the cold dew permeated the entire house.

He got up and walked to the bedroom door, casting one last affectionate glance at Samira before leaving. He silently descended the stairs, the wooden steps making no noise under his bare feet. When he reached the kitchen, he found Monica, as usual, already busy with the morning chores.

Monica had her back to him, focused on preparing breakfast. The delicious smell of freshly baked bread and fresh coffee filled the air. Strax smiled at the familiar scene. Every time he saw Monica preparing something, he fell more and more in love with her. Calmly, he approached her from behind and hugged her, which didn't surprise her.

"Good morning, my dear," he said, his voice low like a whisper, so as not to break the morning's calm. Monica didn't turn around, but she had a warm smile on her face, a serene smile he saw reflected in the shiny pan. "Good morning, darling. Did you sleep well? You guys made quite a bit of noise."

"Yes, very well, too well," he replied, walking to the table and picking up a cup of coffee Monica had prepared. "And you? How are you this morning? I'm sure you talked much more than you should have; did you reach any conclusion about 'that'?"

"I'm fine, as always," Monica said, turning her attention back to the stove. "As for 'that'... let's leave it for later for now. Besides, I hope you're hungry. I made your favorite breakfast."

Strax was about to thank her when he heard a knock at the door. He frowned slightly, putting the coffee cup on the table. "I'll see who it is," he said, walking towards the front door.

Strax walked to the door; he wasn't expecting anyone at this hour of the morning. "Ah... I know what this is," he thought as he opened the door and found a hooded figure standing outside. The hood concealed the person's face, but the posture and air of urgency were unmistakable—it was the same posture as the knights of Vorah.

"Prince Strax," the figure said, their voice reverent as they knelt before him. "I have a message for you."

Strax felt a wave of surprise and curiosity. He had never been called a prince in his life. "Rise, I am no prince," he said, stepping back to allow the figure to enter the house. The person stood up and entered, removing the hood to reveal a young, determined face.

"My name is Aric," said the young man. "I come at the behest of Lady Diana and your father. There is an urgent mission that needs to be carried out."

Strax closed the door and led Aric to the kitchen, where Monica was still busy with breakfast. "Let's go to the living room," he suggested, indicating a more private place for the conversation. Once they sat down, Strax looked intently at Aric. "What is the mission?"

Aric took a deep breath before speaking. "There is a spy at our borders. Lady Diana mentioned that your father was concerned about information being leaked to our enemies... It seems that your return and the death of the three heirs have already begun to spread throughout Talassia. Your task is to find and neutralize this spy and locate their superior before more damage is done."

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Strax read the message but ignored it for the moment, nodding to the young man, understanding the gravity of the situation, especially since it involved him. "Do you have any leads on who this spy might be or where they are hiding?"

Aric pulled a small map from inside his cloak and handed it to Strax. "We believe the spy is operating in this area," he said, pointing to a region marked near the border. "We have limited information, but some reports suggest they are posing as a merchant."

Strax studied the map for a moment before putting it away. "Understood. Is there anything else I should know? It's quite vague to say they are a spy or posing as a merchant; actually, it's quite strange," Strax said, calmly analyzing him.

"Yes," replied Aric. "The spy is cunning and well-trained. You will need to be extremely careful. Lady Diana mentioned that you would have the necessary resources for this mission. She trusts fully in your abilities."

Strax stood up. "Thank you, Aric. I will prepare immediately," he said in a serious tone, trying to show some respect for what had been said... but inwardly...

Aric knelt once more before standing and leaving the house. Strax stood there for a moment, absorbing the information... "What a bad joke..." he murmured as he saw Monica entering the room. "That was the so-called important mission? What nonsense was that," Monica said, having heard everything completely. Even Strax was surprised by that, as Monica wasn't usually...

aggressive like this. "You~" "I am like this... I just try to control myself, but even I know this is a big joke," she said, sitting down in the chair.

"And so..." she said, "We're going there, right?" Monica questioned, and Strax nodded, "Even though we have a map, first I'll ask Cristine for information about this city. By the geography, it seems like a merchant city since it's by the sea... Not to mention its size, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack... this is going to be difficult," Strax murmured.

"Not necessarily," Monica said, reminding him of something... "Samira had a guild, and she probably still has the access card of a guild master. We can access the internal information market; it will be easy to find famous merchants that way.

The more famous, the harder it is to buy information, and judging by the level of information, we already know it's something big," Monica said in a quick analysis.

She had always been quite intelligent and always remembered things, even knowing that sometimes she forgot one thing or another. Strax was impressed by how quickly she thought of such a... simple solution?

"I'm glad I love you so much and won't let you escape so easily. This time, I'm quite impressed," Strax said, pulling her from the chair for a hug. "Let's try that then," he said with a smile, giving her a calm kiss on the lips.

"If it works, I want a reward," she said with a mischievous smile.

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