There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 165: Cross Roads (1)

Chapter 165: Cross Roads (1)

A firm and rhythmic thumping of feet sounded every time they hit the glistening gold-mixed marble floors of the fabled Lightning Palace of Drakirra.

The place that was known as the home of the ruler and the sole lord of the dragon kind.

The adult black dragon who’s currently gracing the luxurious halls of the aforementioned palace in his humanoid form abruptly stopped at the massive door that is made up of shimmering rubies and well-processed gold.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The dragon, who is currently posing as a buff young man with a peculiar alternating strip of black and white hair that doesn’t reach the man’s nape, graciously banged the massive door. The long wide sleeves of his thick and flowy black robes swayed every time his fist hit the golden double doors that encloses the most important room of the palace.

After some time, he took a step back and stood with his entire body as straight as a pole.

"Our Great Lord Xarion, this your Fourth Spear, Lisius. I have something to report for you," the man stated in a loud voice.

No other living beings around him are present so it is apparent that he is speaking to the powerful presence beyond the doors.

Silence ensued after the man opened his mouth.

Lisius then positioned himself in one of the doors and with explosive physical strength, he pushed it hard to open.

The moment an opening was made, loud slapping sounds and lewd moans were instantly heard.

Lisius just walked himself in with an unperturbed expression on his face as this sinful sight has been a common thing for him.

He walked towards the direction of the Lord’s Seat. Around the respected chair of the dragon race were exhausted bodies of various races that are littered with a dizzying scent of sex.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Pardon my impertinence, Great Lord! This is too much! Please stop! This slave can’t- Oh! That’s the spot."

"Oh! This is so good! Oh Great Lord of Dragons! Please do me like that too!"

One busty female elf was pounded from her back, a male sub-beast of the orc race is getting finger fucked on the right and a woman with bloodshot eyes was licking the body of the virile man who is doing all this sinful action whilst sitting on the spacious seat.

The man’s deliciously muscled body showed its amorous charm as it rocked and destroyed the body of his partner.

That very sight welcomed Lisius as he got nearer to the throne of the Dragon Lord.

A crack happened to appear on the honorable temperament of Lisius while witnessing this excessive show of debauchery.

He is an adult dragon whose libido is very easy to ignite.

A pinkish glow started to appear on his fair cheeks and ears but he maintained his professionalism and showed no other expression except the blush.

I will find a hole to settle this heat later,’ he murmured inside his head while taking note of the movement of the Dragon Lord that he will try to imitate later on.

"Ooohh!!! Please impregnate this slave, Great Dragon Lord, wahhh!" Cried the elf lady who earlier begged for his energetic partner to stop.

The man didn’t respond and just continued on rhythmically huffing hot lustful breath. His short silver hair swayed as he pistoned his hips back and forth.

But he doesn’t care how disheveled he looked since for now, his goal was to reach the beautiful ending of their tryst.

The wet slapping sound continued until a deep masculine roar reverberated throughout the throne room.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Lisius felt the earth tremble as his Dragon Lord shot his warm child-making load inside the womb of the blond female elf.

"Ahhhh! No!!" The shrill cry of the woman sounded.

The next thing that is seen, the elf’s exhausted body was caught rolling down the stare and she landed over the tired sex partners of the Dragon Lord that came before her.

"One hole is done, now who is next?" The man apathetically said after pushing down the woman that he had just cummed on.

"You little sub beast." Then he pulled the fragile male that looked like a human and pushed him down to face his massive man pole. "Worship me first before I put my thing in your hungry hole."

"And you keep on doing your job. Lick me all over for I am your Lord."

"Yes, Dragon Lord!" The vampire woman agreed willingly and proceeded on playing on the man’s brown nipples, leaving trails of saliva all over his pale skin.

What happened after that was the sloppy wet sound of sucking and the Dragon Lord comfortably leaned his back on his throne.

"What do you have to report?" Lord Xarion’s authoritative voice sounded clear and crisp after a while. He remained, his eyes closed and brushed his silver fringe up, revealing the gorgeous manly features of his face.

Lisius was momentarily distracted at this sweat-drenched image of their lord but not even a minute passed, he hurriedly collected himself.

The Dragon Lord’s question is the cue for Lisius to step forward and spoke with the sound of gagging and moans in the background.

"Responding to Lord Xarion, since days ago, we have detected the mana of the fallen guardian. We tried to retrace the source as per your order. However, just now, it suddenly vanished for unknown reasons, making it impossible for us to further narrow down his location. I apologize for that, Great Dragon Lord."

Lisius’s professional attitude prevailed at this point, gone was the lust that sprung earlier.

Seemingly full of humility and regret, he bowed his head in front of the Dragon Lord.

"Days have passed yet you didn’t manage to finish it before that happened?"

However, this display of subservience means nothing to Xarion. A fork of golden lightning appeared in the side of his reptilian eyes.

The Dragon Lord is unsatisfied. All conscious beings knew this and they expected that if the lord’s temper exploded, any of them would die later on.

"Glok. Glok. Glok," the intense sucking noise sounded under the Dragon Lord.

Xarion’s eyes squinted due to physical pleasure as the male sub-beast servicing him turned up the notch to a higher level.

However, if one were to look straight as his gold orbed eyes the joy of sex was non-existent in it.

"Ahh. You sure know how to serve this, lord. Great job." He messed up the dark brown hair of the male in front of him and impaled his 12-inch cock deeper down the throat.

"Hmmmp! Hmmmp!"

The sub-beast tried to pull his head up but to no avail.

Not caring if his partner was choking due to his massive cock, he spoke in a cold commanding tone to his subordinate.

"Lisius, you are hailed as the Fourth Spear of this Lord," the young man with black and white hair shivered upon hearing the unkind voice of the Dragon Lord, making him now his head lower.

This is the sound that Lord Xarion makes before he commits to bloody means and Lisius was nervously waiting for his demise.

Sweat started to break in his stiff back when Xarion spoke.

"With such high qualification and recognition, I believe you are not just reporting about your failure right?"

"Indeed, Great Dragon Lord," Lisius silently wiped the condensation on his forehead and continued. "We managed to discover the general direction of the traitor’s whereabouts."

"And where is it?"

"It’s in the far west. Particularly in the Immortal’s Glade."

Xarion pushed away the woman who was licking the cuts off his hard chest and rested his beefy arm on the throne’s armrest.

"Immortal’s Glade, you say. That is far from the place where you last ganged up on him. You told me that he suffered a lot of grave injuries so he must be hiding around the central part of the continent."

"That... pardon my impertinence, Great Dragon Lord but I also think that it makes sense since he must be living with that moon elf."

Lisius carefully spoke. He was especially gentle in mentioning the part.

"You..." His knees buckled up seeing the angry golden eyes of their Dragon Lord.

For once, a genuine emotion was reflected in Lord Xarion’s eyes.

The next thing he knew, a loud pain-filled cry of the sub-beast was heard and the poor male flew towards his direction.

He didn’t move an inch nor did he raise his arm to catch the body. He just let the other hit on his body with a strong impact.

Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking spine flapped after the sub-beast’s back hit him.

No cries are heard. The Dragon Lord’s sex partner who is sucking him off a while ago hit the ground lifeless.

The woman who was pushed away earlier prostrated on the left side of the throne trembling like a leaf.

Loud clicking sounds of grating teeth were heard from Xarion for a few minutes until he heaved a heavy sigh and then spoke in an apathetic voice.

"Scour the entire Immortal’s Glade. I don’t care if you offend the dwarves, elves, orcs and whatever race. Find them for me. Make sure that before the twelfth full moon comes, I will be facing Xerxes and Mori. They enjoyed having my possession for more than two decades. It’s time to bring back the fruit of my hard work."

"Understood, Great Dragon Lord."

Lisius bowed his head lower as he responded. He felt that Lord Xarion dressed in his gold-embroidered robe and cleaned his sweaty body with magic.

"Take all these whores and check if any of them are pregnant with my seed. Do it as thoroughly as possible since we cannot let another seedling slip out of your hands." Anger and disgust were waving in the undercurrent of each Lord Xarion’s words.

However, only the Dragon Lord knows that.

Lord Xarion walked his way out of the throne room without any intention of looking back at the mess that he made.

He hasn’t reached the door when it suddenly opened and a servant appeared holding a communication orb that is mildly flashing lights.

"Greetings to the Great Dragon Lord. I am here to inform your greatness that Lord Isami Kolioda requested a private communication."

Xarion raised his thick silver sword eyebrow, "What does that kid need?"

He took the communication and activated it. There, a child with flaming red hair and rose-coloured irises appeared.

"I am pleased to meet the Lord Destroyer of the Dragon Race, Lord Xarion."

The Dragon Lord’s dead expression didn’t budge at all to the amicable greeting of Lord Isami.

"Talk whatever you need to talk," his cold response.

Unbothered by this dismissive attitude of the silver-haired dragon in front of him, Isami flashed an innocent smile. "Well, I just heard that your race has a long-standing conflict with the moon elves. I am here to propose a deal between the two of us. I wonder if you are interested, Dragon Lord?"