(Master, it's an honor to finally hear from you.)

Seated on the bed, Dorian held a glass of orange juice while communicating with his dragon, Ciel.

After he was done upgrading his skills and extracting possible talents he could need, he figured he would check on the project happening there and make sure it was going well.

With his eyes closed, he could project his consciousness there, making it seem as though he was right next to Ciel, despite being in another territory.

Ciel, as well, knelt on her knees, her head bowed in front of Dorian.

'This must be part of the dragon aura I acquired. My telepathy never worked this way before. Hell, I couldn't do this without Lili,' Dorian sighed. "So, what's the update so far?"

Ciel raised her head, a slight hint of confusion on her face. "Update? Are you speaking about making more babies?"

Eck!

"Will you quit it with the baby talk already. I am asking about the dragon I left in your care and the workers I sent there as well. I want to believe you have not killed any of them."

"Though I admit the sight of humans invading my resting place does irritate me to the core, I am not so stupid as to vent my anger on your servants, Master."

"..."

"..."

"How is the project coming along then?"

"Hmm, I fail to understand what they are building, but if you are curious about whether or not they are doing their work, then I assure you, Master, your servants are quite diligent, to say the least."

"Is that so…"

"As for the dragon, well… the child is growing as you said. In a few days, it should reach its full potential and soon acquire my size."

Silence took over for a while.

"What are you talking about?" asked Dorian. "You're saying the dragon is growing fast?"

"I wouldn't say it's fast, but it's not stagnant."

Dorian shook his head.

'I am speaking to a dragon for fuck's sake. Everything she says is linked to her expectation of power. She judges everything based on herself, so if this dragon is growing fast, of course, she would say it's not fast.'

He hardened his gaze.

"Listen to me. If the dragon grows so big that the workers start getting frightened to work there, I want you to keep it hidden, understood?"

"Master, don't you think you are being too soft on these humans? I cannot understand why you would let these weak creatures serve you. In my opinion, they are not worthy."

"Is that what you think?"

"I believe so. If you would grant me the request, I could find better warriors suited to be your servants."

Dorian smiled.

"Strength isn't the only factor when deciding who your followers should be. An ignorant king is the first downfall of a great kingdom." He chuckled.

"Besides, who says these workers are meant to be warriors? Their strength lies in their ability to build, to create. That's a different kind of power, and one I value greatly. Now, are my instructions clear regarding the dragon?"

Ciel sighed, a faint puff of smoke escaping her nostrils.

"As you command, Master. The child shall be kept from the sight of the weaklings."

"Good," Dorian said, taking another sip of his juice. "And the project itself, are there any issues I should be aware of? Any unforeseen challenges or delays?"

Ciel paused, her draconic mind sifting through the details.

"The only challenge seems to be the lack of proper materials for the more intricate parts of their construction. They mentioned something about your mana not being enough."

'They must have wasted the ones I made when testing the project. My fault for not thinking that far ahead. I didn't plan to actually stay in Forgriam.'

"Okay then, let me know if anything else pops up."

"As you command."

Dorian's consciousness faded and with that, he fell back onto the bed, his eyes slowly opening to meet the ceiling.

'Too many things at once. Am I biting off more than I can chew here?'

…

Meanwhile, outside the bathhouse.

Maria and Seraphina were seated at a small table right outside the bath they had just finished using.

The air was thick with the scent of various herbs and fragrant oils, a pleasant warmth emanating from the large, stone-lined baths within.

Soft lamplight glowed from ornate fixtures on the walls, casting gentle shadows across polished wooden benches and steaming pools.

The distant murmur of conversation and the occasional splash of water created a soothing ambience, a perfect retreat from the village outside.

At the side was a secretary who was watching these two beautiful women dress up.

For some reason, she couldn't keep her eyes off them, and it wasn't just her; the other female workers of the bathhouse had their eyes glued to them as well.

It wasn't every day such beautiful and attractive women came to use their bathhouse.

Putting on her black panties, Seraphina uttered with a smirk, "They've been staring at us ever since we stepped out of the bathhouse. Shall I assume it's because of your huge boobs, Maria?"

"I'd argue it is because of the sexy underwear you are putting on right now." Maria glared right after her response. "Why are you wearing such underwear again? Don't tell me-"

"Of course," Seraphina stood up, her cleavage bouncing with her bra. "I intend to have sex with Darling tonight. Hee~ ehehe~" she giggled at the thought.

"Are you being serious? Lord Dorian seemed really tired-"

"Are you forgetting you are speaking to a Lord-ranked Alchemist? I have a spell that can make Darling go for hours, so you don't have to worry."

Maria sighed. "You have such an innocent face yet a dirty mind."

"Oh, don't be like that." Seraphina leaned on the desk and grabbed Maria by the shoulder before whispering in her ears. "You really don't want to do anything with Darling? Even after he neglected us to do such lewd actions with Ishtar?"

"..."

"Think about it. If we leave Forgriam without doing anything, there is a chance when Dorian returns, Ishtar will once again get a head start. Is that what you want? Imagine he starts loving her more and us less…"

"I'll do it."

"Yataaa~" Seraphina clapped. "Good girl."

She knew if she said those exact words, Maria wouldn't think twice before accepting.

If Seraphina were to do this on her own, she wouldn't have as much fun as she would if it were a threesome, which was why it was a must that Maria joined her.

"Come to think of it, why did I even listen to her?" Maria grumbled, pulling on her own bra. "This is all your fault."

"My fault? I'm merely providing an opportunity for us to express our affections, Maria. Besides, you agreed!" Seraphina winked at her, then glanced at the secretary, who quickly averted her gaze, a blush creeping up her neck.

"Look at them," Seraphina whispered, nudging Maria. "They're practically drooling." A wicked grin spread across her face.

Maria rolled her eyes. "You enjoy this far too much."

"Only when it serves a purpose," Seraphina countered, then fanned herself with a hand. "Now, come on. We have a darling to ensnare. And a little healthy competition never hurt anyone, right?" She shot Maria a playful, yet undeniably challenging, look.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Tee hee~"

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