Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

When the pair returned to the car, it was now parked beside the entrance, countless other cars now pushing through as the noise of their engines, the scent of their old fuel and the occasional beeping from the people with little patience.

Alizée stood on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette, while some middle-aged man with balding hair stood beside her, constantly chatting away.

Zell and Veronica approached in a carefree manner.

He didn't care about this old man; he thought his symbol was the same as the blonde guy he had curb-stomped before leaving.

"Well, Miss Beaumont... I think you would be pleased with the level my son has both visually and his development as an 'Achiever' maybe you could consider their engagement in the future?" The bald man spoke strangely, subserviently, as the content made Zell frown.

Alizée finally saw Zell and began to smirk with an evil smile as she narrowed her eyes at him.

Angry, they took so long with their little 'walk' after seeing the bags in Veronica's hand and the lipstick marks on Zell's neck and cheeks.

'Tsk, this boy has my cute Tessa, and he's already banging this silver-haired bimbo... Not to mention my mother... How many women have this little bastard stuck his cock into since meeting Tessa? Let's give him a bit of competition; this man is another hidden family; I am sure his kid would give Zell a run for his money.'

"I find your offer interesting, Lord Qwass, but sadly my daughter's womb is already occupied by another man's sperm; look, here he is. They have already gone all the way; despite your earlier offer, he stole her away, and she now screams his name every night, despite the scum having many other women, including my mother."

She added the last bit because this 'Lord Qwass' was one of the many males gunning for a shot at their family's power and the beauty of the females in the family.

Her eyes narrowed like a cunning little fox as she saw the man's face begin to sweat, his eyes showing signs of rage, inferiority and despair, before circling back to anger as he saw the handsome appearance of Zell holding the waist of a strange girl who was as beautiful as the Beaumont women.

'Who the fuck is this handsome young man? Which family!? Why is his aura so dense and powerful?'

"Miss Beaumont... who..?"

"Ah, he doesn't have a family, basically a son-in-law, but he's pretty strong and quite lustful, so be careful of your daughter and wife being stolen; his junk is massive, like a horse. If they try him, you will feel like throwing a cocktail sausage down a hallway...."

"...."

The nobles and hidden families were used to the Beaumont women being this vulgar, with only the soft Elizé and newborn Tessa being gentle and soft spoke.

Thus both of them were well sought by the males of these families, as it was proven that mixing bloodlines with powerful warriors, races that escaped their destroyed homeworlds, and the like became more powerful after using Asteria's technology to check their bloodline in detail.

'A mere mangy wolf has been deemed to steal my son's future wife?' Edward thought that he would usually never be this short-tempered or jealous. The golden glow of Alizée's eyes and her selected words were very important in causing his jump to become aggressive.

A woman can change a man quite easily.

Especially a deadly fox like Alizée Beaumont unconsciously took out her jealousy in this form, both towards Zell stealing her daughter and her mother tasting the boy before she did.

She couldn't escape a Beaumont woman's passionate and almost cursed fate.

'Heh, little bastard! This old guy's son will teach you a lesson... when you are all hurt, I will soothe your pain....' Alizée's eyes opened wide as she shook her head crazily, confused at her thoughts moving towards erotic scenes in the romantic couples penthouse.

Finally, the pair arrived within hearing distance, the hushed conversation a little irritating for Zell, whose demonic nature as an incubus began to freely exhibit itself since his night with Yinfra, causing his eyes to look towards the old man, scoffing at the balding loser, before tapping Veronica's little butt, sending her jogging towards the car to put her things inside.

"Mother-in-law, who is the balding old man?" Zell's voice was deep, with a hint of aggression as his body almost vanished, appearing beside Alizée, breaking even her guard as he wrapped his arm around her, causing her to feel shocked.

'What!? When did this brat become so skilled... for a moment, even I couldn't notice him!' Alizée thought, not concerned about the firm muscles now pressing against her arm; she enjoyed the feeling as it would make this old man believe her words more clearly.

"W-what!? Who are you....?" Edward Qwass said, his face still a little clammy with sweat as he tried to puff out his slightly chubby chest, clearly a little lax in his training but confident in his pedigree the young man would step back and know the significance of his emblem.

Zell looked at the old man again, his body language now flirtatious as he leaned against Alizée; she joined in the game, feeling a wonderful feeling as she let her body relax against his; the warmth from his chest and slightly minty breath were soothing for her.

'Why does this bastard smell so good... It's relaxing.... am I a slut like my mother!?'

'I wonder why all the women in Tessa's family drive my blood crazy.... are they all bewitching demons?' Zell thought, his hands sliding down and holding her soft hands, keeping his eye on the jealous Veronica, who was packing all her things into the car with a pout.

"Ah? Fat man, your emblem is similar to that dumb blonde guy who I just beat up."

'Huh?' Alizée thought, confused as this man bragged about the young heir being the strongest in the past two generations.

"Eh?" The old man replied before coughing lightly.

"You must be joking. My son is the brightest star amongst the young generation; what does a filthy outsider as you know?" A little offensive, but he had pride in his family and son, as any normal father would.

"Eh, I wouldn't say that guy was the 'young' generation when he's like 26... Look's quite old too, especially now that he has no teeth and all his guards, but the female with the big ass is dead, so he looks like a neutered cat."

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'This kid... does he know how powerful these families are? Just because he's fucking my daughter... Nevermind... My grandmother wouldn't let this guy get hurt...'

'My son.... my cute Pamela... This bastard didn't fuck her, right!?' Edward recalled Alizée's words about his manhood; looking down and seeing such a tight package made him feel inferior.

He took half a step back as he pictured his beloved maid, the mistress sent to guard his son ravaged by this bastard with the smarmy grin.

'Pamela would rather die than sleep with another man; she said she loved me...'

'No... Phew...'

Now filled with confidence, he looked at the boy properly, with a handsome face, dark red eyes and messy black hair down to his neck, while wearing a designer suit, which was likely given to him by the Beaumont women.

'Tsk, lucky bastard... I would cut off my left ball to be in Alizée Beaumont's embrace like that... fuck!'

"Excuse me, although your attitude is a little poor, my name is Edward Qwass, father of Michael Qwass, the future heir of the Qwass family; it is a pleasure to meet the son-in-law of the Beaumont family."

Edward didn't want to cause petty trouble; it wasn't worth losing prestige to act like a second-rate villain; rather, trying to appeal to his son's brilliance might change the thoughts of Elizé and Alizée over time.

'If Tessa is really as she says... I am sure my son can win her heart.... a big weapon isn't everything! The effort will conquer all!'

"Ah, don't mind me; although your head is rather bald, my name is Zell Delacroix, the one who will stand above you all in the future; it's a pleasure to meet you, old man."

Zell wouldn't humble himself; since the old man wanted to mix insults into his words, he returned them with facts. He will never become the son-in-law, and Tessa will take his name, not the other way around.

The two men shook hands, not amiable but rather avoiding being petty, as they both used their power to crush the other male's hand, with the poor elderly Edward letting out a little weep of pain after his palm made a cracking sound.

"Ghh...." 'This bastard's grip is too strong....'

"D...dad....!"

A weak shout sounded as a male with broken teeth was slowly dragged closer by a woman with a slightly deformed face filled with dirt and blood.

"W-what happened!? My poor boy!" Edward exclaimed after seeing his face, broken cheekbones, missing teeth, and a ruptured eye filled with blood.

Zell didn't kill him, but the after-effects of his power caused the human body of Michael to start to fall apart, causing a sad mess to surface after Zell left with Veronica; his handsome face was now ruined, looking average at best.

"Dad..... it was that fucker! He's the one that hurt me and made our Pamela so ugly!"

'Ah, you just had to be a whiny bitch didn't you...' Zell thought, his eyes instantly turning a dull gold, his body vanishing with a deep sound.

Spurt!

Suddenly his arm shot through Edwards's body, blood and sinew splashing onto the stunned face of Michael and Pamela, who almost dropped to the ground, a beating heart in the large palm of Zell, his black demon skin unstained by the disgusting red blood that sprayed from the wound.

"Hey blondie, I kinda thought you were smarter than this... Sorry, you should have kept quiet and not pointed at me like those idiotic young masters in s. I won't let you live either, so have a nice afterlife."

With his arm still holding his father's heart, Zell began to glow with a flaming torrent, a black ball of fire rapidly forming in his palm before it ignited and burned the heart in his hand, with a disgusting and wretched scent filling the air.

Michael tried to move, his legs weak like jelly, 'why did father suddenly die? Wasn't he a big shot? Since grandpa died... father claimed to be one of the strongest in the world...!?'

Before he could speak his grievances, a black fire burst through the air, the power of the sphere enough to engulf a small city; instead, it wrapped around the maid and blonde male, instantly suffocating them as their flesh began to melt into goo, Zell's entire arm wreathed in the black flame caused the old man Edward to start combusting at the same moment.

"Don't say I'm not kind, sending you all into the next life simultaneously...."

Alizée watched, almost dropping her cigarette in shock as she opened her mouth several times, unsure what to say. The trio of people turned from humans into a messy puddle of ashes blown away with the wind.

'This boy... his movements and actions are so ruthless... Even worse than mother... reminds me of grandmother's stories about her darling....'

Unconcerned with watching Alizée, Zell turned around with a bright smile before skipping towards her and grasping her hand like it was natural; Alizée too shocked and deep in thought to care, rather she began to enjoy the skinship with him since his thigh massages in the car.

Veronica pouted and took his spare hand, her little feet kicking his shins; although she used no power, it was more of a love tap to get him to pay attention to her as she leaned against his arm; since becoming a mortal, she became more vulnerable and enjoyed the protective feeling he gave her.

'Stupid bastard, flirting with another woman already...'

As the gatekeeper began to approach, to let Alizée enter without issue, watching the burning flames of the last of the Qwass family with him swallowing deeply, in all honestly, the summit staff had underestimated Alizée as she wasn't Evelyn.

Nevertheless, the boy she brought was beyond any of their wildest dreams. Thus his manager sent him to invite them in through the VIP entrance.

"By the way, Zell, you will share a room with me while we are here. That little girl has her private room; make sure you don't forget it's me, not Tessa.... or my mother...."

Zell smiled wryly, but wanted to tell her that the way she said so much sounded less like a warning and more an invitation and was rather strange of his mother-in-law to be thinking or say out loud in public, even the gatekeeper was blushing with wild thoughts of one male taking all the Beaumont women for himself.