Chapter 324 The two elves

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"So, this is where I'll be working?" Evelyn asked, surveying the space around her. The room was functional yet peculiar. It was set within a spacious greenhouse, surrounded by exotic plants and vines that glowed faintly under the magical lights installed in the glass ceiling. The fresh aroma of leaves and flowers filled the air, giving the place a calming, almost mystical aura. "It's more than just a room," Strax replied, leaning casually against one of the columns supporting the structure. "This greenhouse is magical. It not only keeps the plants alive but also amplifies the energy around it. You can use it for your experiments, rituals—or just meditate, if you prefer. You're an elf, after all; you've got a strong connection to nature." Evelyn took a step forward, running her fingers over a plant whose leaves changed color at her touch. "Interesting... but I still don't understand why I've been placed here and not in the mansion. Is this some kind of isolation? A disguised punishment?" Strax let out a sigh, crossing his arms. "Well... how can I put this simply?" He paused, glancing out through the greenhouse glass at Scarlet's imposing mansion in the distance. "My... new wives aren't exactly fans of elves. Except for Scarlet, who's older and, let's say, wiser, the other three are... complicated to deal with." Evelyn raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Complicated to deal with? Sounds more like your problem than mine." Strax chuckled softly, his usual crooked smile playing on his lips. "Maybe it is. But look at the bright side: here, you have all the privacy in the world and can avoid unnecessary conversations with them... and with that knight who, let's say, isn't exactly my biggest fan," he said, attempting a subtle charm.@@@@ "As I've said before, sir, trash will always be trash." Lyana's cold, cutting voice rang out behind him, making Strax flinch involuntarily. He turned slowly to see her carrying a few bags. "Ah, Lyana! You didn't have to bring those..." Strax remarked with a nervous smile, trying to diffuse the tension. "Oh, really?" Lyana growled, brushing past him and purposely bumping his shoulder. Before heading to the room, she leaned in and whispered with a voice full of menace, "I'm still going to kill you in your sleep." Strax sighed but kept his crooked smile. "Ah, always so warm..." Evelyn, watching the scene with her arms crossed, raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by the exchange. "Interesting how you try to mask your choices with advantages, Strax. But fine, I'll tolerate this place for now... at least until you deliver that ingredient we agreed on." She scanned the greenhouse again, analyzing the details of the environment before turning back to him. "So, how did you manage to get four wives in under five months?" Strax scratched his head, visibly uncomfortable. "Ah... long story." "He's a pervert, princess. Always has been, from the very beginning," Lyana commented dryly as she dropped the bags at the entrance of the room that connected to the greenhouse. Strax let out a tired sigh and ran a hand through his hair. "Well... if you really want to know... I was kidnapped, Scarlet brought me here, trained me, and, well... things happened. I ended up with her and her daughters. And here I am: four human wives, four vampire ones." Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire Evelyn smirked, leaning slightly closer. "You know, you should add four elven wives to the list. Honestly, I'd love to see you and Lyana at the altar. It would be a spectacle." Once he was gone, Lyana turned to Evelyn, arms crossed. "You really know how to get under someone's skin, don't you?" "I call it natural talent," Evelyn replied, a teasing smile spreading across her lips. ... The perpetually crimson and gold-tinged sky of Strax's spiritual realm shimmered with an almost blinding radiance as two dominant presences filled the space. Ouroboros, the black dragoness, spiraled gracefully through the heavens, her laughter echoing like soft thunder. Beside her, Tiamat, the imposing golden dragoness, rested atop a formation of glimmering crystals. "Living bodies, at last!" Ouroboros roared, her scales shimmering like a sea of black stars. She dove in a graceful arc, coiling around Tiamat, the clouds swirling in her wake. "Do you understand what this means? No longer confined to this world! We will feel the wind, the warmth of the sun... freedom!" Tiamat, her fiery golden eyes ablaze, responded with a roar that made the ground tremble. "Freedom, yes! And more than that. With living bodies, we can... do that... with him!" As the two dragons celebrated, leaping and roaring, two figures observed from a distance, their expressions a stark contrast to the frenzy of joy. Kallamus, a common dragon with dull gray scales and weary crimson eyes, sat on a volcanic rock outcrop, his claws scraping the surface. He watched Ouroboros and Tiamat with a mix of disdain and resentment. "Arrogant," Kallamus muttered, his voice deep, almost a whisper. "They act as if they've already conquered the world. Just because they're 'special,' they think they deserve more than the rest of us." Beside him, Lithara, the succubus queen, reclined on a throne of bones and shadows, her form draped in a veil that seemed to dance with nonexistent breezes. Her crimson eyes glimmered with envy, carefully masked by a seductive smile. "Oh, Kallamus, haven't you realized yet? Our time will come soon enough." Kallamus turned to her, his nostrils flaring with smoke. "They're just luckier, nothing more. Ouroboros has the blessing of her lineage, and Tiamat... well, who would dare deny her anything?" "And Strax," Lithara added with a venomous smile. "That blessed dragon. He chose them, after all. Maybe I should've tried harder to seduce him. Who knows?" Kallamus let out a low growl. "He doesn't see my potential. He just expects me to be... support." "You talk too much." Strax suddenly appeared beside them, his voice calm but firm. "I've been here the entire time, you know," he said. The two simply ignored him. "Alright, alright," Strax sighed. "Could you turn the world back to normal? I—" "Annoying," Kallamus interrupted, and with a snap, the entire world shifted, transforming into an enormous palace of crystal and gold. "Darling!" Ouroboros reverted to her human form, dashing toward Strax like a black lightning bolt. At the same time, Tiamat followed suit, a golden streak hurtling through the air toward him. "Hello," Strax greeted, a sly smile curling his lips. "Let's talk," he said, arms outstretched to catch them both.

Chapter 324 The two elves

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