Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

After a wonderful date, Veronica's face was filled with joy, the hands of the pair from hand holding to interlocked fingers.

Her little thumb stroking along his while he rubbed the back of her hand in return, the mid-afternoon sun a dark red blazing at their backs as they began to make the journey back towards Alizée who called Zell a moment ago. Finally, she found a place for them to stay.

'I don't like the strange tone she used... Please don't fuck around mother-in-law....' Zell thought, his arm now feeling the soft warmth from Veronica, who was licking an ice cream with her cute face; Zell could swear her twin tails moved on their own volition with her happy mood, but they only seemed to do it when he looked away.

'Strange creature... why is she so adorable, like a little hamster...'

Zell couldn't help himself and smiled at her, making her smile even more. He felt something warm inside him that made him feel good about being here with this girl--a sense of belonging. It wasn't just because she was beautiful or had such a sweet personality. She also knew how to be serious, which made her all the better. The way she held herself and spoke, everything about her was perfect.

"Zell, does my face have something on it??" Veronica asked, her cute cheeks turning to each side as if to let him tell her where the ice cream had fallen. He just smiled at her, reaching forward and poking her soft cheeks.

Honestly, Zell felt like a normal 20-year-old male at this moment, no end of the world, no demons and a stupid plot; his fingers changed from a gentle poke, his fingers stretching out and caressing her, as she looked up at him, her cute pink tongue still licking the ice cream like a little cat.

"Mmmm?" She tilted her head, rubbing against his hand, the pair no longer moving as they stood not far from the entrance to the main city of Berlia.

Thud!

Out of nowhere, a male with several people following him pushed through the pair, his short blonde hair and blue eyes covered by expensive glasses; the male was someone of high class, his clothes alone more than Zell could earn in a month playing the game right now, a wet sloppy sound echoed as Veronica's ice cream fell to the ground from the force of the male, before his several guards pushed past them with more force, almost toppling Veronica to the ground, pulled to safety by Zell.

'Who are these rude people?' Zell thought, his eyes narrowing before calming himself, then speaking in the local dialect with a rather natural sound.

"Excuse me, don't you think you owe an apology?" Zell's voice was deep and commanding, part of his bloodline infused together, which caused the people following the blonde man to shudder, their feet stopping, as they looked back with slightly fearful eyes.

'He's just like master!?'

'No... More oppressive than young master....'

'Shit...'

Veronica looked up, worried for Zell, "Zell, what happened?!"

But she didn't need to worry much--even though he remained silent. With another word, the blonde male's body almost vanished from sight; Veronica stopped acting weak, as her body took several steps backwards, tapping the ground as small waves of water-like air rippled with each step, her body filled with a silvery white dress, as strange music began to play, sometimes distance, other times close as if beside the people around.

In a mere second, maybe less, the blonde's body appeared in mid-air, his leg swinging with great power, almost like he wished to use his force to smash into Zell's head and crush it like a melon falling from a tower.

Zell's eyes didn't move, only a faint glint of gold showing; he twisted his body ever so slightly, watching with a faint smile as the foot passed his face, causing the blonde male to spin uncontrollably and crumble the ground.

'Alizée said not to make trouble....' Zell thought momentarily...

But that moment was all he needed to make a choice.

Faster than the blonde male, his body became jet black, the demonic skin fully deployed, lowering his centre of gravity and causing the very ground to crack like a spiders web, before he dashed forward, hands in his pockets, with a calm and carefree face, to the people in black, it was like he vanished and teleported beside them, his knee smashing into the first females face, crushing her nose, shattering her teeth, as the force enough to destroy the wall of a building slammed into her face with no remorse.

"Didn't...." Zell's voice was deep, emotionless and rang in each of their ears.

Bang!

His second blow, putting all his power into a spinning roundhouse kick, Zell's body, like a helicopters blade, sliced through a second man's legs completely, watching as his body burst into flames, taking advantage of the power of Veronica's song, which stole their ability to counter-attack, slowly the damage of her song burning all the people apart from the blonde boy's flesh.

"Anyone..." His second word sounded after another millisecond before his body vanished again with a loud boom; the next time, he was directly above the black-haired subordinate of the blonde boy, thrusting down with his powerful foot and crushing him into the ground with a sickening sound, causing the entire skull of the man to be crushed under his foot.

"Teach you...."

Bzzt!

"Gaaaaaaaah!" A man's cry sounded, and his body kicked with a simple front kick, the force so powerful that Zell's foot destroyed a huge chunk of the man's body, now a big hole in his abdomen as organs and flesh began to writhe and ooze from the wound, the brown-haired male's eyes lost in disbelief, this boy was close to their big master's power level. He was even younger visually than their young master...

"To apologise...."

Bzzt!

Constantly, Zell's body began to teleport with his movement skill, empowered by Veronca's dance, as he brutalised the entire party of the blonde male, who was still laying face forward into the ground as cracks and blood oozed from the crater.

"For your..."

Thud!

The last female who tried to beg for forgiveness was sent flying into the distance, only her legs and hips shattered, the only one not dead. Zell allowed her to live because she apologised before he mentioned it.

"Mistakes...."

After this final word, Zell's body vanished once more, the road filled with torn bodies, flesh and blood and huge craters from his power; this was even holding back severely; with slow steps, he approached the blonde male, the dirty suit that originally seemed to be worth thousands at least, now covered in dirt, blood and the fallen ice cream, Zell slowly squatted beside the male, lifting his head by the curly blonde hair, as the man looked at him in terror.

'Just one move... In just one move.... he killed all the guards.... a single kick... Why did I act so impulsively!?' The blonde male's eyes began to tremble, darting around as he looked into Zell's dull and golden eyes; those horrific orbs carried no emotion, no hatred, but emptiness as if looking at a mere insect.

"So... Are you going to apologise for spilling my girlfriend's ice cream, blondie?" Zell's voice was commanding; the deep voice didn't give the blonde any chances; he could feel Zell's cold, killing intent from his words as Kent, the champion of Isilith realised there was always someone above, realised his way of dealing with this was wrong... Even if he was late.

"S....sorry... Forgive me... please...!"

Zell sighed, looking back at Veronica finishing her dance, the light beads of sweat on her face, the slight warmth in her cheeks as they turned pink, a smile naturally coming to his face. She looked at him, hearing the man's words and nodded; Veronica didn't want to take it so far, but the moment the blonde man attacked Zell, she no longer wanted to stop him; knocking her was fine; beating and insulting her fine, but him?

She wouldn't even forgive if someone looked at her Zell incorrectly.

"Go home."

With that, Zell stepped aside. He disappeared without further effort, leaving nothing to show he was there--his presence as near as gone. And that was how the day ended--the citizens of Berlia normally lived despite the terror that came upon them a moment earlier.

As that evening began to dawn, the festival of Berlia would begin, allowing everyone to eat and drink and forget this moment of terror.

At the same time, Zell and Veronica flew through the air as he rushed back towards Alizée, no longer thinking about the humans he brutalised and killed earlier; thank those who attended the summit were given a pass to avoid the normal police force and would be ignored as long as it was against fellow members.

'If they didn't have a summit insignia on their clothes, I might have let them live...' Zell thought before his anger was healed by the soft body of Veronica, who was trying to reach out and touch his wings that fluttered so close to her body.