The dragon's harem

"You don't look happy seeing me." Betty smiled, her eyes focusing on Arad.

"To be honest. You remind me of the two women I hate dealing with the most. One is short and stupidly powerful, and the other is an exhibitionist who always pulls me to her bath." He sighed.

"It isn't nice to compare me to such people. They'll feel sad being put in the same bowl as me. But, I have no relation to Lilia except us being from the same race. Well, she's a half halfling." She tilted her head.

"You didn't deny the second." Gojo stared at her with a smile. "I can recognize dragon's magic when I see it."

She smiled. "Liminus is my grandma. You can see my eyes. I have a prismatic dragon bloodline. Or you might call them light dragons."

"I knew it…But wait…" Arad gasped.

"Don't worry, I know you're Arad. And that he's Gojo. Alcott's influence reached the headmaster of your department, but they were mostly hoping that I wouldn't get involved. But how couldn't I come back with two world-destroying dragons at my university." She waved her fingers, and two chairs appeared out of nowhere. One was a bit larger than the other to accommodate Arad.

"So this means you didn't call us for the blast earlier?" Gojo sighed in relief.

"No, that's a part of it. You'll be cleaning the mess you made, and Arad, you'll have some points deducted for hitting a teacher.[=w=]"

"So we aren't getting off the hook." Gojo sighed.

"But such punishments aren't something you can't finish or deal with in a few moments." She looked at Gojo. "Cleaning won't be a problem for you, and I'm sure Arad's marks won't even dent with a few points."

"You're right." Nodded, "If this is everything, we'll be going back to class."

Betty flicked her finger, locking the room. "Hold your horses. You aren't going anywhere until I say so."

"What do you want?" Gojo looked at her.

"Nothing important. I just want to introduce myself in a language that dragons understand." She lifted her hand, and a massive light gate appeared out of nowhere.

"This leads to a place we can converse in at peace."

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As Arad and Gojo went through the gate, they found themselves standing in a desolate land of stone and dirt, a glowing sun shining down from the sky as the concentration of mana seemed almost ten times that they felt around the world.

"What's this place?" Arad asked.

Betty looked at him. "My firing range. I got it as a birthday gift from grandma two hundred years ago. It's a bit smaller than the world we live in, but I can blast it as much as I want." She explained.

Demi-plans are the creation of magic. They are made by ripping a hole in the fabric of time and space to create a dimension. Most wizards know how to use a lesser version to create magic pockets to store things, but this was on a far larger scale.

This demi-plan was the size of the moon, built by Betty's grandmother, Luminus, the great wyrm light dragon. Luminus used this place to train before but gifted it to her granddaughter when she no longer had a use for it.

"If you want to cast any large spell, tell me, and I'll let you in here to conduct any experiment. I don't want to have to pay a boatload of gold each time one of you two blasts my university." She turned toward the two, light refracting off her hair.

"ARAD! Get back!" Gojo pushed Arad back and opened his mouth, unleashing a massive blast of energy at Betty.

Betty's smiling face disappeared as the beam of energy engulfed the place, and she set off running with the white wave of charged energy after her. Both Arad and Gojo's breaths are beams of charged energy that travel at almost the speed of light, making it almost impossible to dodge without predicting where it's going to be shot.

But Betty wasn't trying to dodge the beam. She was actively running away from it in a straight line, and the beam was unable to catch up with her. Soon, the beam finally exploded into a massive blast, but Betty didn't stop. She kept running in a straight line until she went around the whole demi-plan, reaching Gojo's back in less than a second. The full beam hadn't even left his mouth when she arrived. Even so, she clenched a fist and smacked him in the back of the head, sending him flying forward.

Arad blinked, and it was all done. Gojo had his upper torso buried in the dirt, with Betty standing in his place with a smoking fist. "Your beam is fast, but I'm faster. And it even has a limited range. Don't even try hitting me."

"Light dragons could move at the speed of light. But you're a sorceress. You shouldn't be able to harness their full power." Arad said, staring at the 3-foot-tall halfling. They were called halflings as they are half as tall as humans, but otherwise, they look their age, like a shrunk human.

"That would be right. If I wasn't her granddaughter. I'm too close to her. I might not be as strong as a true light dragon, but I do have their blood and I can at least reach their speed." Betty stared at Arad.

"So, what about you? Kid." She smiled. "Did you know you aren't a true dragon? You're born to a void drakaina and a human?" She pointed at Gojo, "And neither he…but his father isn't a human."

"That doesn't matter. I have my full draconic form. I'm a true dragon." Arad clenched a fist, ready to lung at her. But he kept trying to think of a way to catch her.

"That isn't it. The definition of a true dragon is a dragon born to two true dragons. But I guess that doesn't matter to void dragons, as you'll still retain your full power. Fine, I'll train you if you manage to land a hit on me. Your brother is knocked out cold. I'm surprised his head didn't explode." She pointed at the knocked-out Gojo.

The energy delivered from a hit directly colorates its mass and velocity. When maxing the speed by reaching the speed of light, even a small mass like Betty's body would carry a horrifying amount of power behind it.

Arad knew it. If one hit knocked Gojo cold, he'll end up exploding into a mush of blood if got hit. But, to him, turning into a mush of blood wasn't that of a bad thing. He glared at her with a tilted head.

"Challenge accepted, halfling. I'll show you that no matter how fast or powerful you are, you'll never reach a dragon's claws." He stated, pointing a finger at her with a dark aura coursing through his body.

[Blood magic: Exploding Eyes]

[Curse magic: petrification]

Arad cast each of those with one of his eyes, getting ready to lung at Betty.

I shouldn't, I shouldn't watch her with my eyes, those rely on light, I'll be dead by the time she starts moving. I have to catch her before she thinks of moving, have her think of those spells I cast on her, and the moment her thoughts start to stop, it's the moment she's about to move.

I can see it, her magic shifting to counter the blood magic, and it did with ease. Now her thoughts have shifted to petrification, and she can resist it with ease. As expected from the chairman of the university, and the granddaughter of that light drakaina.

But, this is as far as she goes. A sorcerer can never reach true dragons, and this is her limit, I saw it, her thoughts.

Arad extended a finger forward, [Curse Expansion: Witch's cursed domain] Choosing the curse of existence, Arad managed to slip out of existence itself, freeing himself from its grasp. For only four seconds of his time, he exists outside time and space, an observer that lives the full duration in an instant.

Arad's eyes could see the four seconds of the world that he left, and indeed, Betty did send him flying with a punch in a fraction of a second.

I can see it, her future in the cursed world, but with this, I can act before that could become a reality. In the same way, he killed the cold spirit that cut his way outside of the human capital, this time he tried to kick Betty in the face, sending her flying.

Arad lifted his foot and launched it toward Betty's face, hitting her square in the nose. ^When we'll return to the real world, you'll be already kicked in the face before you know it.^

"So, you don't know…" She said, her eyes turning toward Arad. "What is the speed of light, and what happens when you surpass it."

Arad's foot started moving backward, and he took a step, returning to where he stood.

"Don't tell me. Time flows backward…but that shouldn't matter, as long as I kicked inside Doma's expansion." Arad swung a second kick at her face. "Time doesn't exist here."

"But…what if I ran to the past before you cast that expansion?"

Arad found himself standing in the same place, before casting his blood magic and curse of petrification.

"What do you say." Betty stared at him with a smile. "Scary stuff, right?"

Arad smiled, "Yeah, scary stuff…" He stared back at her, and her nose gushed with blood.

She gasped, "What did you do?"

Arad smiled. "Did you think, my four seconds are tied to the future?"

Instead of erasing time and space for the coming four seconds where Betty could just run to the past and evade Arad's attack. He erased the four seconds of the past, kicking her before she could realize it.

Betty giggled. "I see, so the witch inside you is indeed Doma. That cursed witch."

"Yo! Betty, it's been a while, you've grown shorter." Doma opened a mouth in Arad's face and spoke.

"Do you know her?" Arad asked.

"Yeah, but it's a long story. One of a little girl with so much power she could kill herself by mistake, and how her grandmother brought her to my doors for help."