Chapter 400 Feeding a Perverted Dragoness

Ryan turned his head toward her and observed her for a second in silence.

Upon noticing Lise’s desperate attitude and how she was breathing faster and faster, he knew that ignoring her would be worse. Wanting to calm her down once and for all and avoid an even louder scene in front of all the castle’s servants, Ryan let out a soft sigh and agreed.

"Alright," he conceded calmly.

Barely had he pronounced those two words when a wave of low murmurs began to sweep through everyone present in the courtyard.

No one moved to leave; on the contrary, both the demons in the galleries and William’s group craned their necks with evident fascination.

How exactly does a dragon of that kind feed?

That was the question floating in the heads of almost all the witnesses. Of course, anyone with a minimum of knowledge knew that Lise was no ordinary dragon. Unlike the race of ancient dragons that populated the continent’s legends—colossal creatures of scales and fire that, although terribly powerful, remained tied to their bestial forms—Lise belonged to an evolved variant.

A living anomaly with powers that went far beyond the comprehension of ordinary dragons, and with the innate capacity to mold and convert her body at will into that of a woman with an almost human appearance.

Until now, throughout recorded history, none of the great human or elven nations had ever managed to get an individual of that strange and proud race to serve them of their own free will. Only the ancient demon kings had ever achieved such a feat.

And right now, Ryan, despite having originally been born as a human, was about to directly feed one of them in broad daylight. Curiosity completely overcame everyone present.

Ryan, oblivious to the academic morbid curiosity of his audience, just wanted to get the procedure over with without wasting half the morning.

"Do it quickly, Lise," Ryan instructed her in a direct tone.

From what he knew, the process held no great mystery: they only needed direct physical contact and for him to release some of his power toward her in a controlled manner.

But Lise had other, very different plans in mind.

Before even touching him, the dragoness already seemed completely ecstatic, possessed by an overflowing lust that she didn’t bother to hide in front of anyone. She wrapped her own arms around her torso, squeezing her body as she advanced toward Ryan with a distant gaze, almost drooling from the corner of her lips.

"Yes, young master, yes..." Lise purred with heavy breathing, stopping just a handspan away from his chest. "But since you are allowing me... I want to take the opportunity to completely erase that disgusting scent the darkness bitch left impregnated on you."

Ryan blinked, holding back a grimace.

Even though Lise was practically possessed by the intoxicating aroma of the power he had just released, her territorial instinct remained intact and she still remembered Janina, the darkness dragoness, with resentment.

’So she’s still obsessing over that,’ Ryan thought pragmatically. ’Well, if letting her eat in peace makes her stop complaining about the Janina thing, it will just be enough to let her do it without putting up obstacles.’

Without overthinking the matter any further, Ryan nodded once and extended his right hand to her so she could take what she needed.

He did not expect what came next.

Instead of taking his fingers delicately, Lise let out a moan and grabbed onto his entire arm with both hands, pulling him toward her and hugging him with such devotion that Ryan’s forearm disappeared, completely sunken between the softness of her massive breasts.

Ryan tensed for an instant upon feeling the warm pressure of her bust wrapping around his arm. He thought for a second that she just wanted to hug him on a whim, but as soon as he let the first thread of his energy flow, Lise’s legs gave out.

The dragoness fell to her knees on the snowy ground without letting go of his arm, arching her back in a state of pure ecstasy.

"Ahh... haa..." Lise began to pant without any shame, her eyes half-closed and her face completely flushed as she absorbed the power emanating from Ryan’s skin.

Every pulse of energy that crossed from his palm into her body made Lise’s shoulders shudder with pleasure. Far from stopping there, the girl slid her face toward Ryan’s hand that peeked out from her cleavage; she took one of his fingers between her hot lips, bit it softly with the tips of her fangs, and then ran her tongue slowly from the base to the fingertip, licking it with an obscene slowness.

In the courtyard, a sudden silence replaced the murmurs.

To the surprise of everyone present, and of the adventurers watching the scene without blinking, that fearsome catastrophic-level creature had the natural talent of making any act, however magical it might be, seem like something blatantly perverted.

Ryan, however, furrowed his brow slightly looking downward, distracted by a rather curious technical detail.

As Lise continued licking his finger and absorbing his flow, he couldn’t help but compare the sensation to what always happened with Karol. When the little mage needed to recover her adult form and took his hand to drain his energy, Ryan felt with total clarity how the mana left his magical reserves and passed into her body.

But right now, with Lise, the sensation was different.

He did feel clearly that something dense and deep was leaving his interior toward the dragoness, but it didn’t feel exactly like common mana. Or at least, that was what he thought as he noticed a more physical, almost vital tingling running through his veins with every suck.

Even so, he tried not to overthink the matter for the moment; it could well be that the difference in races altered the process, or that he was simply imagining it because of the scandalous way she was doing it.

Oblivious to her master’s musings, Lise rubbed her damp cheek against Ryan’s palm, trembling from head to toe as a delirious smile formed on her face.

"Ahh... Young master... With this thick energy I feel like I am going to get pregnant right here..." Lise moaned loudly enough to be heard throughout the courtyard. "It’s so much... so much power and it tastes so delicious..."

She seemed completely possessed by pleasure, oblivious to the entire world.

On the other side of the courtyard, the vein on Helen’s forehead was about to burst.

Both she and Mirian had gone from initial confusion to the most absolute blush seeing that spectacle in the broad daylight of the morning, and hearing that last phrase was the straw that broke the camel’s back. They didn’t want to tolerate it for another second.

"Hey, you! Stop doing filthy things in front of everyone!" Helen snapped, dropping her sword to lunge forward along with Mirian.

Between the two of them, they grabbed Lise by the shoulders and waist, pulling backward with force until they dragged her off Ryan’s arm, even though the dragoness kept licking her lips with a floating smile and a glassy gaze.

A few meters from the scuffle, next to the columns of the portico, William’s group was still unable to react.

Alina and Delia had red faces from second-hand embarrassment and astonishment, while William watched the dragoness with his eyes wide open. It was the first time in their lives they had seen in person how an evolved dragon fed directly from its master, subdued like a docile pet for a simple crumb of power.

"Where could they have come from...?" Alina murmured, her voice barely audible. "I mean... Pricilla’s research within the Church doesn’t even mention them. How did a species like this come into existence?"