The dragon's harem

Chapter 894: How Many People Are Needed to Bath A Dragon



"Wait?!" Astrid gasped, "Those were his scales? Not real clothes?" She looked at Mira and Isdis in shock.

"Yeah, they act like normal clothes though, he just can't take them off." Mira replied. While Arad's scales are morphed into clothes, they must keep a link to him, which takes form in a spot where they are stuck to his body. The advantage to wearing his own scales like this is that they are far more durable than any armor, and would allow him to fight freely without worrying about getting his clothes burned by a fire breath or something like that.

"What worries me..." Tina looked at Astrid with a worried face. "Master Arad's scales are extremely tough and durable. I find it hard to imagine someone leaving him this exhausted." "Tina is right. Arad should've been able to recover quickly..." Mira glared at Astrid, "Who really is that Kayden? We've seen him before, but is he really that strong?"

"Kayden Daemon. Currently, he's ranked first among the world powers, but that title is nothing important, it's just what humans started calling him." Astrid looked at her sister.

Frida sighed, "There are mainly three powers that stand at the top of the world. The overgod, the one who commands this entire world we live in. And then there is the primordial abominable evil, Nyar; He's an ancient being who lives inside the world, and is trying to invade it."

"The man..." Arad mumbled, "The man... in yellow." His eyes slowly opened up, burning purple with magic. He remembers him well, the person who saved Vorvadoss from his claws. That was Nyar, the one behind all of the abomination, their primordial father.

Frida nodded, "You're right, that should be him. From what we've heard, he always appears as a slender man with a face that can't be seen, wearing a yellow robe and gross sound of chewing could be heard when he walks around."

"The last one of the three is Kayden, the god slayer." Astrid looked at Arad, "That man fought Nyar several times, and survived to tell the tales. He also seems to be a close friend of the current overgod."

"Kayden...he showed up..." Arad shook his head and leaned on the wall, "When Nyar saved Vorvadoss, Kayden showed up and they clashed for a fraction of a second."

"You're being taught by a true master. Make the best of this opportunity." Astrid looked at Arad with a smile, "And... we should get you into the bath, we can't have you naked like this for long." She unbuttoned her robe, slowly dripping it over her shoulders.

"Wait? You're coming in as well?" Isdis gasped.

"Of course." Astrid replied with a smile as she took her undershirt off, revealing her modest bra and well-toned abs, they were quite stunning, but nothing like Mira's tanned abs or Merida's tight muscles.

"Do you expect her to wash him in her clothes? She'll get wet." Frida replied from the back, and when everyone looked at her, she was already naked.

With a deeply disappointed sigh, Mira and Isdis started taking their clothes off. They better hurry as the twins started carrying Arad to the shower room. At the very least, they didn't want to leave him alone with them.

"We're going on." Astrid carried Arad above her shoulder after she fully stripped and walked into the shower room, followed by her sister. Mira quickly took her clothes off to rush after them, while Tina helped Isdis take her armor by removing the back straps for her before taking her clothes off as well.

The moment the three of them walked into the shower room they froze in place, looking forward with puzzled faces as they got splashed with a stray stream of water. The room was massive to a mind-boggling degree, Arad lay on the ground in his massive draconic form getting splashed with rivers of water gushing out of large blue magic circles on the ceiling and walls. Astrid was floating mid-air above him, controlling two massive stone arms with large mops, using them to brush his back.

"Sister!" Astrid shouted, "I'm going to the tail, take care of the back now."

As Frida saw Astrid float away from Arad's back, she cracked her neck and did a few stretches. Her toenails grew into massive red claws and she jumped into Arad's back, using them so she wouldn't slip. Then using her spear, she started lifting Arad's scales, one by one, and washing beneath them using a metallic brush while holding all the tools she needed with her three tails.

"Damn it." She growled and looked back at Mira and Isdis, "You useless humans! When it was last time, you washed him properly?"

"Yesterday!" Mira replied with a puzzled face.

"Don't lie to me!" She yelled at them, "Come here right now! Oi, sister her up here!"

Astrid used her earth magic to create a staircase for Mira to reach where Frida was. "Look!" Frida showed her beneath Arad's scales, "How in the hell did you wash him just yesterday?"

"He took a bath yesterday, and he regularly cleans himself with the void almost several times a day. Isn't that from today's training?" Mira was a bit confused at what she saw.

"Nah, this one is old. Dragons release their magic from their scales, this surface on the outside. It can't hit stuff on the underside." She pointed at Arad's scale, "His void can't clean beneath his scales, and bathing him in human form would also only reach to the top of the scales. You aren't flipping and cleaning them, are you?"

"No...we bath like...normal...humans?" Mira mumbled.

"That is for humans, not dragons. Look here, those are the marks of a green dragon's spit. This was the last time something cleaned beneath his scales." When Mira saw what Frida pointed at, she remembered when Claug helped Arad in the past.

"Dragons are like cats, besides using their elemental energy to clean their bodies, they also lick their scales clean. The rough part of their tongues gets beneath the scales to properly clean." She shook her head, "We didn't know it was this bad, cleaning this would take us weeks at this rate." She sighed.

"Is there any way to make it faster?" Mira asked with a worried face, "Like with magic or something?"

Frida shook her face, the only thing they could do with magic was wash him from the outside like Astrid was doing with her massive stone arms. To go beneath the scales, they must be lifted one at a time and thoroughly cleaned. Since dragons emit their magic from their scales, you'd be surprised by how better he'll feel with them spotless.

"Then please allow me!" A voice screamed from beneath Arad, "To offer my body to our Lord!"

Everyone looked down and saw a nun prostrating herself beneath Arad's wing. She slowly lifted her head, "My Lord," she said with a smile as tens of nuns rapidly appeared behind her, Zia had come out of his blood.

"Zia! What are you doing here!?" Isdis gasped as she saw the nuns appearing everywhere.

"My Lord! I've brought a thousand faithful sisters from the order, and I could bring out more if must." Zia said with a large crazed smile on her face. "It seems, our help is very much

needed here."

Astrid gasped as she sensed the thousand vampire nuns appear out of nowhere, each of them was a monster beyond belief. Even if Arad's body was quite battered and exhausted, the vampires weren't and they could still access the nuclear engine of his soul through their blood

connections.

"Where did those come from?!" Astrid cried, clenching her giant stone claws as sweat slowly rushed across her back. Even if she and Frida were to team up, she's doubtful they could beat even one of those nuns, a single punch from them and the whole bath would burst into flames. "Don't worry!" Mira waved her arms, "Those are Arad's vampire spawns, they live inside his blood and come out when he wants or when they feel like it." She shifted a gaze at Zia. "Why did you come out? And don't lie, I doubt it's to help with cleaning him."

"Of course, it's so I can gaze upon our Lord's magnificent body...They are here for the same reason as well. We'll not miss such a chance." She said with a proud smile and puffed her chest out, "Leave it to us!"

"Our lord?" Frida looked at them with a shocked face. Something was off about those nuns, they did indeed worship Arad, she could tell from their eyes and how the magic was flowing around them, but something seemed to have gone horribly wrong. With this number of people having such strong belief in someone, a divine spark should appear. But when she looked at Arad, he didn't have any, not a single shred of a divine core being formed. "How many of you are believing in him? Only the believers." She asked with a stunned face, and Astrid realized what was happening.

Zia looked back at her, "Those of us who actively believe in him as our god? That would be around twelve thousand, there are even more vampires inside him, but I won't say they actually worship him as a god."

With those numbers, it was impossible to believe that he didn't develop a divine core, but no

matter where they looked, he didn't have any divine core. "It's amazing, to think I'd see it with my own eyes..." Astrid gasped with a large smile on her face.

"So... this is Arad Orion..." Frida mumbled, it was clear, that on the path where divine magic should flow, and be distributed from a god's divine core into his believers, draconic magic was flowing instead, rushing to the vampires. They were indeed blessed by the being they worship, but the blessing wasn't holy magic, it was Arad's draconic power itself. With a single wave of her hand, Zia took her clothes off and threw them into a pool of blood that appeared beside her feet. She turned and looked at the other nuns, "We're getting to work immediately!" As she shouted, all of them stripped down and she began handing off mops and several other things, pulling all of them out of a pool of blood that linked them to

Arad's stomach.

The nuns all jumped over Arad's body, latching to his scales by extending their feet claws like birds. Zia herself stood beside Mira, looking at everyone working with a large smile on her

body, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"You aren't going to help them?" Mira asked.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I'm the one directing all of them. Speech is a bit slow and inefficient, so we communicate

through blood." She looked at Mira, "I've got an idea, but I'm not sure if you'd like it or not."

Mira looked at her with a puzzled face. "I can't latch like you. I want to help, but I don't have the power to do it."

A mischievous smile crossed Zia's face, "Of course, you can help, my goddess. You can use healing magic now, can't you?"

"You know I can't direct it." Mira has been a demi-goddess for a while, but due to her lack of experience with anything related to magic, she still couldn't figure out how to use her powers properly, like casting healing magic. Right now, all she can do is release it all over her body, which is ineffective as she can't direct it toward a target.

"I've got a plan, I'm sure it'll work." Zia giggled and dragged Mira away. "You'll sit there."

With one hand, Zia opened Arad's massive jaw, pointing inside. "It doesn't matter how the healing magic is released as long as you're inside him."

"Wait! You must be joking, right?" Mira gasped, but Zia gave her a single push and closed Arad's jaw over her. "I'll let you out when we finish cleaning."

Zia giggled, one of the competitors was out. All that is left is dealing with Isdis, and Arad would be all her... But at that moment an ice sword emerged beside her neck. "That smile and giggle, you aren't up to any good." Isdis stared at her with a disappointed face.