The dragon's harem

"What was that?" One of the bathmaids gasped.

"Storage magic. As long as it's in contact with my body, I can store it." Arad replied with a smile on his face, approaching Isdis and touching her shoulder.

ZON! Isdis's upper shirt disappeared in the blink of an eye, "As long as I can overpower the wearer's magic, I can suck it."

Arad's stomach had several limitations. For once, he can't store living things. Not because it's impossible, but because they would die.

To store a living being, Arad has to overpower the creature's innate magic control. That means a strong enough individual can resist getting sucked into Arad's stomach. For example, he can suck Isdis into his stomach, but can't suck someone like A-rankers.

The stomach doesn't seem to have a space limit as Arad didn't hit that, but it does seem to have a speed limit. It takes time to suck large things or get them out.

It has a low precision when getting things out. If Arad tried to wear his clothes directly from it, they might collide with his skin and cause a rejection blast, dealing a lot of damage.

When a living being carries an item or wears it, their magic flows through it and makes sucking it harder. Arad has to overpower their magic with his own to do it. That means to take Isdis's clothes, he has to overpower her innate magic. This is especially true when the item is magical.

Bounding magic is a special magic that binds a weapon or an item to a person, making it impossible for Arad to disarm them. Nina's great axe and Jack's prosthetic limbs are bound items that Arad can't rob.

To avoid some of those limitations, Arad can use his void expansion and enforce his own magic over a large area.

Isdis stared at Arad with a smile, "Strip touch, can you disarm someone when punching them?"

"Depends on their willpower," Arad replied, touching Isdis's corset. He tried to suck it away but couldn't.

"Enchanted demon spider silk," Isdis replied, "It's a light underclothes armor. I can't be too careful with the assassination attempts."

"We probably should get some for the others," Arad said, and Isdis nodded, "I already set orders for them, but it will take a while for clothes to be made."

"Made for order," Rey said with a passive face.

"Too expensive to waste on shelves," Ray added.

Isdis looked at Arad with a smile, "Go ahead before me. I will follow you when this thing is out," She tapped her corset. The thing was tied behind her back with several silver bindings. One of the reasons she can't take it off on her own.

Arad walked into the washing room to see the tree bathmaids waiting inside, "Welcome back, Sir Arad," They bowed slightly.

"You're calmer than the last time," Arad said with a smile, walking beneath the hot shower.

"Sorry for our previous ugly show," One of the maids bowed deeper, "It's unbefitting of us to be scared of the one who saved the city,"

Arad pulled the sponge Gojo gave him and gave it to the maids, "You can use this,"

The maids stared at it with a smile, a mithril sponge designed to clean hard things. Helping him wash is always a pain with how tough his skin is.

CLICK! The door opened, and Isdis walked inside with her two maids. She was naked while they covered themselves with two white towels.

Arad looked back a them, "That was quick,"

"We're used to helping her," Ray replied with a smile while Rey asked the bathmaids for the sponges and soap location.

Thud! Isdis stood beside Arad and turned on her water, causing him to stare at her for a second. Her water seemed weirdly cold. He's already been aware that his tolerance for heat as a dragon is large. What could burn people feels nice to him, so he asked.

"Is your water freezing cold, or I'm just mistaking it since mine is boiling?"

Isdis stared at him with a smile, "You're right, I usually bathe with cold water."

"You would get sick," Arad replied with an exhausted face, "What if you caught a cold?"

"I feel more comfortable in cold water," Isdis lifted her hand up, splashing some on him.

Arad didn't even flinch, "It doesn't bother me, I'm only worried for your health,"

Rey stared at him, "Since always been sensitive to hot stuff, water, tea, soup, everything," She said scrubbing Isdis's back.

"Elemental affinity," Ray said with a passive face as she brought the soap, "Spell casters that focus on a single element usually start attuning to their element. It's hard to burn a fire magic or freeze a cold mage like Isdis." She explained.

"I see," Arad nodded, thinking about something.

After a while, the maids finished washing Arad first. "We're done," the maids said, splashing his back with a bucket of water.

Arad looked at them, "Thanks," He then moved toward the hot bath, standing at the edge and staring at the steaming hot water. His eyes darted around, noting that there was only one pool.

"Isdis usually have this one cold, right?" Arad asked, looking at the bath's maids.

"Yes, Her Highness usually has a cold bath," Rey replied as she washed Isdis's neck, almost strangling her. From that brief look, Arad thought those two maids with here were as strangely inefficient as the other maids.

Arad ignored the feeling and extended his arms over the bath, closing his eyes. Magic flew from his heart to his fingertips, the last time he used cold magic, and saw Isdis cast it. Those informations aren't enough.

A gust of cold wind rushed across his arms, the white dragon's breath flashing in his head. Moving the heat away from the water and toward his body, is easier said than done.

Steam stopped coming out of the water as Arad cooled it down in the blink of an eye. Even now, it's easier to cast magic with his innate power as a dragon rather than forming a spell.

"We're terrifying," He mumbled and one of the maids stared at him, "We?"

Arad was talking about dragons in general, "Nothing," He replied.

^There are dragons out there that wear armor and practice swordsmanship, dragons with power far above their innate might. Can I stand up to them?^

[Depends on how you train and grow, but you need to actively seek weapons and magic to keep up.] Mom said with a smile.