Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

"Be careful, Zell; from here on out, I am the only ally you have, don\'t trust anybody, especially the cute women!" Alizée warned, her body pressing against him as she looked towards him, her fresh fruity perfume and soft blonde hair brushing past his cheek, causing many of the males watching secretly to swallow their saliva and feel envious.

\'This woman... she is Elizé and Evelyn\'s spawn!\'

It was like Fairies were born to tempt demons. As if by nature, his blood always surged whenever he spoke to them, spent time with them or even looked at them. Maybe the fact he was an incubus made this even worse? Who could tell?

Zell held his mother-in-law\'s arm like an escort.

At the same time, Veronica followed with her hand grasping his other, the sights that entered his vision the moment they moved through the gate; as Alizée gave her keys to an attendant in a red and black suit, she gave a respectful bow, then rushed to the red sport\'s car, ready to park it safely.

\'This city... it\'s so different from Franza... Paria... it\'s beautiful but gloomy...\'

"Welcome to the glorious bastion of Berlia! Please enjoy your stay!"

A group of beautiful women and men stood in black tuxedos and wonderful cocktail dresses, their eyes bright blue and hair all varieties of silvery blonde, each one bowed in succession; as the group passed them by on foot, all cars would enter via a side door.

This entrance was for only the VIPs.

Thus, the red carpet floor and marble flooring were not common and only for those who entered via the western entrance, located closest to the cable transport that would take them to the summit venue high in the sky.

"It\'s quite a sight to behold.." Zell whispered; Alizée didn\'t rebuke him but stroked along his arm, a gentle smile on her face. She couldn\'t take Tessa here because neither Elizé nor Evelyn would allow that to happen.

So, currently, she felt like a dream was half fulfilled; attending the world summit with her child since he was going to marry Tessa one day allowed her to enjoy the feeling.

Not only that but after reading his files, checking his background and listening to Tessa, even having traded blows with him. Alizée was proud to have such a man as her family but too stubborn and found it hard to admit.

\'Zell..."

Her soft hands with slight bumps from her daily practice and hard work brushed down his forearm before gently holding his hand; ignoring the wonderful sights around them, Alizée had seen them countless times, the black stone bridge, glorious monoliths dedicated to the past leaders.

Alizée only cared about the young man standing beside her, his face seemed to be a little nervous, but the faint smile showed his will to stand against those feelings, and his proud chest pushed out slightly.

Slyly, her body leaned against his, her gentle words and hot breath blowing against his neck, tightly holding onto his hand; she wanted him to feel relaxed and to be himself from start to finish.

Because in her house, if she ever showed such feelings, her mother and grandmother would tease her while growing up, remembering that thought when she brought home her school reports and friends only to have them almost traumatised by her mother\'s investigation.

"No matter what they say, even without a family behind you, you have surpassed them all; stand tall and be confident."

But she wanted him to feel supported, to have someone to stand behind him; she felt that her lineage couldn\'t have males was a bane until she met Zell.

Now the image of \'son\' in her mind began to change from a faceless, handsome male and became him.

Thus she would become his support, his pillar, his monolith.

"I am here."

Zell listened to Alizée\'s words, a nostalgic feeling from her tone, like when his mother would try to give him confidence for the next day\'s exams or sports day. His ruby eyes looked at her gentle golden orbs, a smile coming to his face as the slight worry maybe he would upset a hidden family, embarrass himself and lose the support of Tessa and her mother.

\'If I came alone, maybe I would have made so many stupid mistakes...\' Zell thought, feeling both of his hands tightly grasped, Alizée like a secure pillar that held him steady and the gentle bouncing silver light that offered to guide his way, Veronica, a goddess who lost everything because of him, yet still offers her heart so openly.

That now seemed like foolish passing thoughts, like a man worried about losing money before earning it.

"I am blessed..." He muttered loud enough for both women to hear it, thinking it was about them, and this was enough for now.

Zell could not commit to one, nor would he ever do that.

All he could do was give them all when beside them.

"Those here to visit the Inner City, please follow the eastern staircase for the general exit; those attending the [World Summit], could you please follow us to the western elevator; thank you very much for visiting Berlia\'s Inner City of Beauty." A beautiful woman with brown curly hair stood at the centre of the red carpet, her voluptuous body wrapped in a long black dress with a fur neck and shoulder jacket, her eyes a dark purple that gleamed like amethyst.

Her right arm spread, pointing to the eastern exit, while the other gave the Germanic Salute with her arm over her chest, squishing her ample bosom.

Like a charming fairy, her body spun around, the long dress fluttering with her hips as she began to walk with a graceful gait towards the large elevator with golden trims to the west, her pace neither fast nor slow but just enough for the group of 35 to catch up with her.

\'Wow.... her voice was really beautiful and alluring.\' Zell thought to himself.

"Be careful; Germanica is the home of the Sirens and witches," Alizée spoke with a faint smile, watching with a sigh as her son-in-law watched the subtle sway of this sluts ass.

\'Hmmm... Siren, eh... weren\'t they an ocean-type of monster? Why is it based in a place with little to no ocean... strange.\' Zell thought to himself, but fairies didn\'t seem native to Paria, so he didn\'t ask such a stupid question.

"Zell... don\'t look at her... look at these...." Veronica pouted, using her elbows to make her huge cleavage even more deadly, the type to make beta harem protagonists bleed from their noses.

At the same time, Zell just got an erection and wanted to take her around that corner that just passed and punish the little goblin.

"This elevator was created several hundred years ago by this city\'s ancestors. They wanted to make the former way to reach the floating city more appealing to visitors; thus, first, we will ascend to the top of that huge wall around Beria and finally take a cable car that spans the entire inner cities sights and wonders!" The siren guide began to speak with her soft, melodic voice, almost causing the males in the group to become enamoured with simple information.

Crrrrk! Zppp!

The lift doors were open when they arrived, the loud sound of the elevator\'s hydraulics sounding, with loud bleeping replaced with a piece of soft, jazzy music as everyone slowly entered.

Its insides were extravagant, thick red carpet with a clean surface, black and golden walls with a brilliant luminescent light on the ceiling as Zell pulled himself into the corner, holding his cute little goblin tightly and pushing her against the wall, now looking up at him like a shivering lamb with scared eyes.

"Zell.... there are people...Mmmm~ don\'t tease!"

"Tsk... this damn horny bastard," Alizée complained as she flicked her fingers, a slight silvery gold dust covering the pair, hiding their little actions from the cameras and people in the lift, which was huge, big enough for another 30-40 people to enter as people formed their small social groups and began to speak with each other.

"Stop... my nipples don\'t like being pinched..." Veronica moaned with a hot sigh, her hands grasping his arms, but only grasping, not pushing him away, as her cute lips trembled, feeling the jolts of pleasure coming through her body.

Zell wanted to test her words; did she dislike them? Slowly his right hand slid down her soft body, the silky dress offering little resistance as it slid into her cute bunny panties, the excess fluff of her silver fur exciting him further as the tips were slightly glossy and wet, sticking together.

"Oh... you didn\'t like it? Then why is your little garden like this?"

Squelch! Her legs tightened around his fingers when it sounded, her eyes looking up at him, those azure glowing orbs chastising him as she bit her lip.

"Zell... please... later? People will hear... or smell.... me."

Immediately after seeing her cute face, his hands began to behave, wrapping around her in a tight hug; after he licked his fingers clean of her sticky, transparent honey, enjoying the soft warmth of her body; as she returned the embrace, the violin playing inside the lift amplifying their moment of romance, the pair\'s eyes closed and tightly joined in an embrace.

Alizée forced to deal with people wanting to ask her about the future caused her to feel irritated. She looked back at the pair in a tight embrace, like a lover on their first date, ignoring the now see-through walls showing the entire Germanic border of Europa II.

\'She looks really happy... like a little rabbit.... kind of cute...\' Alizée thought, watching the nose of Veronica twitch near his chest.

The happy time didn\'t last forever; with a loud thud, the elevator stopped, with the midafternoon dream ending, Alizée\'s fairy magic fading as the pair re-appeared holding each other\'s hands as once again; the siren guided them to a large boat, or rather plane that was filled with glass walls and floors.

"Now then, shall we see the glorious city of Beria?"

"First, we will take you to the monolith, let you all check in and settle down; afterwards, please be prepared for the city guide from the sky! I am your dedicated guide Scarlet; please enjoy your stay, valued customers!"

Zell\'s heart raced as he boarded the transport that would take him to the floating city.

His first thoughts were not of glory but rather gloom.

The floating city seemed alive and had a will of its own, up above the clouds as a fierce wind howled around him as he stepped out onto the landing pad of the floating city, the dark monolith looming in the distance.

The architecture of the floating city was a twisted and macabre version of the Gothic style. The buildings were adorned with sharp spires and grotesque gargoyles that seemed to follow his every move. Zell could feel the weight of centuries of dark magic that had seeped into the very stone of the city.

As he approached the monolith, Zell could hear the sound of chanting and the flickering of dark flames from within.

\'Strange... why does it seem related to demons...\'

A massive array of high-class and top-end brands to the east and west of the monolith seemed to take up almost half of the island, with a huge forest and grassland wrapped around the back of the stores and the monolith itself.

\'I can feel something here... This isn\'t right; the summit isn\'t a good thing!\'

As he made his way to the centre of the floating city, the feeling and premonition became clearer, like Zell could feel the weight of the world summit on his shoulders.

He knew he had to remain strong and focused, even in the face of the possible enemy shrouded in the darkness surrounding him.

\'Is Alizée aware of this? Or how about Veronica?\' Zell thought to himself as the two women were a few steps behind, seeming to have split up with him to chat at some point during his excitement.

Veronica\'s face was delighted as she blushed deeply, while Alizée was as stoic and fierce as ever.

"I wonder what they spoke about..."