The dragon's harem

Chapter 1280: Storm Brat

Arad wanted to quickly kill the Krakens and rush after Damnation, but that wouldnʼt do. He canʼt kill all of the Titanʼs guard dogs. With that in mind, Arad focused on maiming and injuring the monsters enough to force them to give up without killing that many of them. This was taking a lot of time, but it was also fine since it gave Eris time to heal the injured people and come out.

So, as Arad and Tempo kept fighting the Krakens, Arad woke up in the Storm Titanʼs kingdom just seconds after dawn, which didnʼt really look like down in this storm-plagued land.

Arad yawned and looked around him. Tyal, Alice, Claug, and Malina were beside him on the bed. He shook Tyal, ”Wake up, itʼs dawn. Got a lot to prepare.”

She slowly turned around and yawned. ”Really?” She sat up, rubbed her eyes, stretched, and yawned, ”Youʼre right, Iʼve got the fight today.”

He looked at her with a smile. ”It wonʼt be that hard for you. Your winds are stronger than your fatherʼs winds. Youʼll win with ease; as long as you donʼt let your guard down.”

She stood and stretched again, cracking her back as another yawn escaped her lips. ”And Iʼll make sure to notify Mother that whatever she gave. It had backfired and soured the night.” She smiled and went to wash her.

Arad stood and stretched his arms, letting the others sleep a bit longer as he walked out after Tyal.

Two hours later, and after breakfast, Arad was sitting in a VIP room looking over a massive colosseum. The thousands of seats were filled with cheering and excited Titans, and the red arena of blood and bones reflected the crimson light of the gargantuan pires that the Titans used as torches.

Soon, magical spheres of light appeared in the sky and illuminated the whole arena with pale white light. Then, the figure of a single, muscular old Titan with a massive white beard and a large smile on his face showed up in the middle as if teleporting inside.

The man was Zeus, the former Eye of the Storm, who died and came back to life as a Demi-god of lightning to slay the Cronos Raptur and save his people. That was what the common Titans thought.

That was exactly what Arad wanted. And he had two reasons to want it.

The first is that now the Titans wonʼt demand Galeʼs head for deceiving them since they still think he killed Zeus. They canʼt blame him if the man came back to life.

The second reason is the weight of Zeusʼs words now. As a demi-god and former Eye of the Storm, the Titans would respect his wisdom. If he was to ask the rules to be bent a bit, none would dare argue with him. In fact, theyʼll probably try to revise their laws and traditions with him now that they have access to the wisdom of a god.

Zeusʼs first attempt at bending the rules was asking for a battle between Tyal and Gale for the Title of The Eye of the Storm, which was far too soon after Gale took the throne. The people wouldʼve wanted to give Gale several decades at least to leave his mark, but with a demi-god speaking, they all wanted to know what Tyal could do.

The second attempt Zeus made to bend the rules was to make sure that neither died in the battle. Both Tyal and Gale must survive. It was harder to restrain someone or force them to give up than to just kill them, which was his way of making the two of them prove their wisdom alongside their might.

The fight would soon start, and Zeus was now delivering a long speech to the people. Arad watched from his seat with Claug, Alice, and Malina beside him. But they werenʼt the only ones in the VIP room.

The Colosseum didnʼt have a room for guests. Since those fights are usually internal affairs of the Titans, outsiders arenʼt allowed to enter the Colosseum, let alone watch. But Arad is Tyalʼs husband. He is technically a part of her family now and has a right to watch.

Some people had complained about him being present, but Arad only had to say one thing to shut them up. ”Tyal isnʼt fighting without me being around.”

Zeus also warned them that Arad could get really mad if she got harmed. Thus, allowing Gale to fight her without Arad watching could lead to a massive hole burned into their capital. Everyone knew that dragons could be impulsive and have mood swings wider than the Strom mountain range.

”Hey! What are you doing here?” A young man glared at Arad with a sore face. He wore a fancy black robe embroidered with silver patterns of lightning.

”Nothing, just here to watch the fight.” Arad slowly shifted and looked at the young Titan. He wouldʼve called him a kid if he didnʼt look to be almost twenty or in the Titanʼs age. Two thousand years old. The brat mustʼve been born before time itself.

The brat remained silent for a while and then frowned, ”Those spineless bastards. Treating our tradition like itʼs some kind of joke, to be bent to their whims.” He glared at Arad, ”Outsiders arenʼt welcome here, and you should know it. You should leave.”

Arad lifted an eyebrow, a bit amused. The brat was just over a hundred meters tall. He was technically a commoner to the Titans.

”Well, a sword that canʼt bend would one day end up shattering in your face.” Arad leaned back on his chair. ”Thanks for the advice, but Iʼm staying.”

The two guards standing beside the young brat started sweating buckets, debating as if they should stop him before he started a fight or not. The servants around Arad told them that they shouldnʼt worry about Arad going on a rampage even if the worst happened, but still.

”That wasnʼt an advice.” The brat stood and glared at Arad. ”Guards! Drag the foreigner outside.”

Arad laughed, ”Sit down, kid, youʼre older than me, arenʼt you? Act like it.”

The guards also didnʼt move. Every one of them knew what kind of monster they were dealing with. Even if an order came from Gale himself, no one would dare fight Arad, as thatʼs a death sentence.

”Why arenʼt you moving?” The brat growled at the guards with a red face. Boiling with rage.

”Kid, stop putting them in a hard spot. Itʼs already been decided that Iʼm staying here. And besides, you donʼt have any authority here.” Arad looked at the arena with a smile. ”Youʼll need strength for that.”

”You! Do you know who my father is?”

Arad looked at him with a puzzled face. He could already smell him. As a dragon, Arad can identify people and their relatives based on smell alone. ”Why? Didnʼt your mother tell you?”