SON OF THE HERO KING

Kiyohime serpentine form coiled in the air, ascending higher and higher through the skies of the Mortal Realm.

A fight between two entities in the King realm was too devastating for the immediate surroundings. If they fought at a lower altitude, the forest of the elves would most likely be destroyed.

Below her, Sol deployed his wings, gliding through the skies to rush at her. Right now, he could not deny the admiration he felt as he watched her draconic form slither through the skies. If he had to describe her current form, it would be more akin to how dragons were depicted in Asian mythologies. It was completely different from his form which depicted a more western form.

Her scales were oceanic blue, two curling horns coiled out of her head, and her body was so long he could hardly give an exact number.

She is beautiful. He could not have but think quietly. No matter the world, dragons have always been majestic creatures that inspire awe, fear, and respect. They were the fuel of many a folk’s imaginations and the source of many tales.

She is also mine. His eyes gleamed with a streak of stubborn possessiveness. In this form, all his most basic desires were greatly amplified. Sol had always been a very possessive man. However, what he felt now was on an entirely different level. His blood boiled knowing that, after this, he could truly claim that Kiyohime was his.

As for the possibility of defeat? While Sol was sure that he did not have a 100% chance of beating Kiyohime, he was also sure that his chances of losing were slim at best. Non-existent was the word he wanted to emphasize but he would not voice it.

I am different from how I was in the Astral Realm.

From someone who was not even a Duke then, to now a bonafide King. If the two were to truly go all out, Sol could not see himself losing unless he did something dumb.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

But he had no intention of doing so.

Doing that feels wrong.

If Kiyohime wanted a true fight with him, then she would have used her Name or her War Form. Those were the strongest means for them to use their bodies to their full potential.

But she did none of that.

Whatever ritual is happening, it should be something different. Well, not like it matters.

Sol grinned, his maw opening with a threatening edge to it. Ever since he returned to the Mortal Realm, Sol did not encounter a balanced fight. With an opponent at his level. It was always someone far above or below his power level.

Using his divine powers was an exhilarating sensation. It dwarfed anything his physical body could bring to the table.

But—

Nothing feels better than using your body for a fight.

It was while having such meaningless thoughts that Sol continued his ascent.

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3 Km, 4, 6, 8. His senses were able to accurately measure his distance relative to the ground and it was only after reaching around 14 Km high in the air that they stopped.

“How amusing,” Sol muttered in that deep bass cum growl of his voice. Their current altitude was superior to the maximum altitude even some planes could reach on Earth. From so high up, it was nearly impossible to see what was happening down below without extreme focus or deployment of his other powers.

The atmosphere was faint, the air resistance nearly impossible to feel, yet the two giant dragons seemed to cover all the space.

“I must say… I did not expect that our first meeting after all this time would begin with combat.” Sol flew up ever so slightly with a leisurely pace now, basking under the light of the sun. Despite his massive body, his movements were incredibly nimble.

“I apologize. I let my instincts take control of my actions. But I do not regret my actions.” Kiyohime’s voice was steely as she continued to observe Sol. She was preparing herself for combat.

“What a fierce look. Though, I have some guesses, would you explain what is happening here?” Sol asked, his form slowly changing, the air vibrating as his mana flew out of his body and flowed into his surroundings.

“It’s simple really. Until recently, you were too weak. Yet I accepted you as my mate. Not just because of your talent or your potential. Nor even because of the potential your children would have. But simply because I found you admirable and intriguing.” For once Kiyohime showed no hesitation in calling Sol her mate.

Dragons were not animals. They could think and reason like any other intelligent humanoids. For Kiyohime, Sol was special. In more ways than one. This was why she was willing to share physical intimacy with someone weaker than her.

“Now though. Things are different. You are a proper Dragon King. It’s finally time for us to decide the hierarchy in our relationship.”

Sol could not stop himself from chuckling out loud. “I thought the hierarchy was already long since established. Should I remind you of all the interesting things we have done in my dimension on your ship?”

The pressure of Kiyohime cracked for a split instant. Memories of her shameful actions while being completely under his control flashed in her mind and she could not offer a rebuttal.

Thankfully for her, Sol did not tease her after that. He understood that this was a serious moment in their relationship.

“You know this is pretty brutal, right?” He asked.

“Brutality is in our blood, Sol.” She was unperturbed. “Dragons are simple creatures. As embarrassing as that may be to admit, it’s the truth. This will be my first mating dance. Hopefully, my last too. No True Names, no Domain, no concept. Just out mana and bodies. We will use our natural weapons for this fight. The winner gets everything. Loser submits. Any questions, Sol?” Dragon breaths and other draconic techniques did not count. These were nothing but the most basic expression of mana manipulation for the dragons. It was a part of themselves. Even if they were mixed with other elements, it was still the natural means of a dragon.

“I have one.” He chuckled.

“Go on.” Kiyohime knew that Sol was not born and raised with the dragons. This mating dance might seem strange for him but it was a necessary step.

“My question is… Between a maid outfit and belly dance outfit, which one would suit you more?”

Sol laughed out loud and dove down as a mana blast flew past where he stood one instant ago.

This was immediately followed by an explosion but he had long since left the blast radius.

“You will need more if you want to beat me, my dear.” His nonchalant voice boomed across the skies. As though it was coming from everywhere at once.

But Kiyohime knew that this was just a trick. Her sense of danger roared in her mind while she felt a great chill lock down her spine. A water shield appeared before her, and it instantly froze, before breaking down in a million shards.

“Frost?” Kiyohime exclaimed.

She could not help but be speechless. The last time she had met Sol, he only had an affinity for fire.

Where did this new elemental affinity even come from?

Kiyohime thought so and yet, she could not stop the elation flowing in her heart. The stronger Sol was, the happier she would be.

At this rate, perhaps he could even take down the Dragon Empress one day. She was hopeful.

Kiyohime laughed before launching a new attack. The sky became covered in a crimson blaze.

This fight would later be recorded in the history of elves as the Day of Hundred Stars.