Evil Red Dragon

The shackles loosened slightly, and Alecto was able to move.

"This is a modified soul contract."

Helena withdrew her hand and stood with her arms crossed.

"If you accept it, I'll let you live. Of course, it's okay if you don't accept it; I have plenty of ways to wear you down."

Alecto managed to squeeze out, "...Why?"

Why?

Helena tilted her head, as if she had heard an interesting question.

She strolled to the side, picked up a ruby, and played with it.

"I already said that at the pharmacy during the day."

She turned around, her violet eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her.

"I find you pleasing to the eye and want to take you as my male concubine. That answer hasn't changed."

The gemstone twirled between her slender, pale fingers.

"But it's changed now."

She tossed the jewels aside, letting them jingle as they fell back onto the pile of gold coins.

"You shattered my clone, destroyed my magic circle, stole my materials, and almost strangled Cinsera... These debts must be settled."

Alecto fell silent, and the mine returned to stillness.

A breeze seeped in from the entrance of the passage, stirring up fine dust particles that floated and swirled.

Helena waited a few moments, and when he stopped responding, she sighed softly.

"What? You don't accept it?"

She approached, and this time she actually reached out and touched the dragon scales.

She gently stroked it, her movements slow and gentle, as if touching something fragile.

"it's beautiful……"

Helena murmured to herself, a smile spreading across her purple eyes.

She circled around to Alecto's side and looked at the half-elf he was clutching tightly in his other dragon claw.

Odette was also imprisoned, her face still showing shock.

After confirming that the half-elf had also lost the ability to move, Helena turned her attention back to Alexo.

"What should I do to handle this?"

Helena rested her chin on her hand and slowly walked around the dragon's body.

She didn't want to kill Alecto, never in the first place.

When they first met at the potions shop, Alekto inexplicably attracted her, and when she discovered he was a red dragon, her interest only grew stronger.

Now, seeing this powerful and beautiful dragon body in person, and considering its potential...

With my powerful mental abilities combined with his formidable physical strength, wow...

The evil witch with the blood of the Eye Demon flowing through her veins and the red dragon are simply a match made in heaven.

Moreover, he is no ordinary red dragon.

I've never seen a dragon that's less than ten years old and already playing with level seven magic, and it's rare to even see one that can use magic.

Killing them would be such a waste.

Helena wanted to study him, tame him, possess him, and make him her own.

"Male concubines..."

She chuckled softly.

The dragon scales trembled slightly; Alecto was still resisting.

"You need to turn back into human form first."

Helena took two steps back, her magic transforming into countless fine threads that swam towards Alecto, seeping into the gaps in his dragon scales and beneath his flesh, guiding him back into human form.

For those whose minds are bound by rigid thinking, this kind of guidance is irresistible.

Alecto's dragon body began to change, and within moments, the enormous red dragon vanished.

Only one red-haired youth remained in the passage, standing there naked, his muscles taut, his expression frozen.

The half-elf fell to the ground along with the space bag and dimensional bag.

Helena picked up the two bags and put them away, then casually returned the half-elf to his cage and examined Alector's human body.

Compared to her ferocious and powerful dragon form, Alecto's human form better suited her aesthetic.

With messy red hair, a cold and stern face, and a well-proportioned and powerful physique, every muscle looked like it had been honed through countless trials.

She stepped forward and stroked Alecto's cheek.

"His appearance has changed a bit, but he looks better now."

As she spoke, she kissed Alexo's lips, then took out a purple robe from her storage ring, draped it over Alexo's shoulders, and casually tied it at the waist with a belt.

Alecto remained silent throughout.

He had no choice but to remain silent; the soul contract was eroding his will, and the slightest distraction would allow it to slip through his fingers.

At that moment, Helena's magic transformed into chains that surged from her sleeves and wrapped around Alexo's wrists, ankles, and neck.

The surface of the chain was covered with dense runes, all of which were sealing spells.

Helena looked at her work with satisfaction.

Alecto now stood silently in the passageway, like an exquisite puppet, bound by her chains.

She turned and looked into the depths of the mine.

Half of Jinshan was gone, and the ground was a mess.

Helena frowned.

If Cinsera returns and sees this, she'll probably go crazy.

But that's not important. What's important is how to explain it to Elena.

Helena walked to the gap in the laboratory and glanced inside.

The material shelves were mostly empty, and the stardust on the worktable was gone.

"You really have a big appetite."

She muttered to herself, but there was no anger in her eyes; instead, there was a hint of a smile.

As for the stolen materials...

Anyway, most of it was taken from Elena's inventory, so let Elena worry about it.

Helena was more concerned about Alecto.

She took one end of the chain and said softly.

"Let's go, let's get out of here first."

It sounded like he was talking to himself, yet also like he was speaking to Alecto.

The chains trembled slightly, and Alector's body moved forward with each step.

His movements were stiff, entirely guided by Helena's mental power.

The two walked out of the mine one after the other.

Outside, the Silver Wing Knights arrived late and were cleaning up the battlefield.

Isa stood before the ruins of the gatehouse, her silver armor gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

She saw Helena leading Alecto out, and her brow furrowed slightly.

"Is he the intruder?"

"right."

Helena nodded, her tone relaxed:

"I've subdued a red dragon that was disguised as a human mage."

Isa’s gaze fell on Alexios, sweeping over his purple robes and chains.

"Where is Cinsera?"

"They've been randomly teleported away; they shouldn't be too far. Send someone to search the vicinity."

Helena paused, then added:

"She was seriously injured and was taken directly back to the mine for treatment after being found."

Isa nodded and turned to instruct her adjutant to arrange the search and rescue operation.

Then she looked at Helena again:

"What do you plan to do with him? Hand him over to His Highness? His Highness was unusually angry during the message just now."

"No."

Helena shook her head, a sly glint in her purple eyes:

"I want to keep him."

"Should we keep him?"

Isa frowned even more deeply:

"Helena, this isn't a toy, it's a red dragon, and it attacked Your Highness's mine and stole a lot of valuables..."

"I know."

Helena interrupted her, her tone still relaxed:

"I'll keep an eye on him, but as for the things that are missing, there's nothing I can do about it."

"What?! What do you mean by that?!"

Isa was furious.

Helena put her arm around Alecto and laughed:

"What I mean is, what he took will be my payment for helping out here for two years, understand?"

"You! This is against the rules!"

Upon hearing this, Isa was suddenly speechless with anger.

She stared at Helena, her right hand gripping the sword hilt tightly.

"I absolutely will not agree to that. Those materials are extremely valuable. If you keep them without permission, how will you explain it when His Highness asks?"

Helena said slowly:

"How I explain myself is my business. In terms of status, I am much higher than her in the Witch's Guild."

"For the past two years, I've stayed here for her, setting up magic arrays, concocting potions, and taking care of Cynthia... Isn't that worth it?"

Isa's chest heaved violently, but she didn't reply.

Soldiers in the distance were carrying corpses, and the clanging of armor was particularly clear in the night.

The smell of blood mixed with the odor of burning was carried everywhere by the night wind.

Helena turned her head to look at Alecto:

Let's go!

Helena pulled the chains, and Alecto followed her.

Isa stood still, watching the two figures gradually disappear into the night.

The moonlight cast long shadows of the two of them.

Alecto walked mechanically, a silent war raging deep within his consciousness.

The mental shackles enveloped his consciousness layer by layer, each layer woven from Helena's mental power, both resilient and flexible, constantly suppressing his every thought.

Alector's consciousness was trapped inside, and the soul contract was bombarding him with invitations like a virus.

He wanted to struggle, to roar, to tear apart these damned shackles and contracts.

But every thought of rebellion that arose was suppressed by Helena.

Helena's mental power, like an omnipresent tide, gently and irresistibly overwhelmed his consciousness.

"Stop resisting..."

Helena's voice resounded directly in the depths of his consciousness.

Alecto's anger intensified.

Being led around like a puppet, and then told not to resist?

no way!

He charged against the shackles.

boom--

A silent roar erupted from the depths of his consciousness.

Alecto groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Helena stopped and turned to look at him.

She reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of helplessness appearing in her purple eyes:

"Why bother? The more you resist, the more painful it will be."

The movements were gentle, yet they filled Alecto with an unprecedented rage.

He wanted to turn his head away and bite off her fingers, but his body wouldn't obey him at all.

Helena continued to lead him forward, as if comforting him, or perhaps talking to herself:

"There's nothing wrong with being with me. I can give you everything you want."

"As long as you behave."

Alecto roared inwardly.

Do you expect me to give you alms?

I can snatch it myself!

Who wants to be your pet!

But he couldn't make a sound; even the roars from the depths of his consciousness seemed utterly harmless.

Every second at this moment, his consciousness is being weakened.

This process is extremely terrifying, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

Helena wasn't in a hurry to succeed; she had plenty of time.

Helena's residence is a separate courtyard.

The courtyard isn't big, but it's very beautiful.

The stone wall was covered with vines, and several violets were planted in the courtyard, blooming quietly in the moonlight.

A two-story building with blue tiles, white walls, and carved window frames.

Helena led Alecto into her boudoir.

The room wasn't big, but it was furnished very comfortably.

A large bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a window facing the yard.

Helena had Alecto sit on the edge of the bed and removed his purple robe.

Alecto was at her mercy.

The purple robe slipped off, and Helena admired it once more.

After an unknown amount of time, Helena moistened her dry lips, her voice slightly hoarse:

"I know you can hear me. Right now, you're probably thinking about how to kill me, how to escape, and how to get revenge, right?"

She gently pushed Alecto down onto the bed and continued slowly:

"Don't waste your energy. My mental shackles have bound level seven magical beasts, level seven mages, and even a newly grown blue dragon..."

"They all failed, and you won't be an exception."

She reached out and gently touched Alecto's forehead:

"But you are different from them, and I am not here to destroy you."

"Red dragons are inherently evil, but what kind of dragon they become can be guided."

Greed can be transformed into pursuit, arrogance into confidence and authority, and violence into courage...

"I will preserve your essence, but give you a new purpose."

"You will become my partner and my strongest support."

"Together we'll explore the mysteries of magic, collect the world's treasures, and climb to the pinnacle..."

"Isn't this much better than struggling in the wilderness?"

Alector's consciousness was in turmoil.

Helena's words were like poison, seeping into his mind little by little.

With Helena, resources are readily available, you can take whatever you want, and more...

No, that's not right!

Alecto suddenly woke up.

This is a trap!

He cannot be trampled on like this!

He once again mustered his mental strength and charged towards the shackles.

Alecto trembled violently, and blood seeped from his seven orifices.

Helena sighed and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood.

Why be so stubborn?

She felt a pang of heartache:

"Resisting will only cause you pain. Let's stop here for today; you need to rest."

"Go to sleep."

Helena said softly.

Sleepiness instantly overwhelmed Alecto's consciousness.

Helena also lay down on her side and pulled Alecto into her arms.

She was also very tired.

Maintaining the mental shackles requires her to continuously infuse them with mental and magical power.

Alector's resistance was particularly strong, and she had to increase her output to maintain the pressure.

It's like holding a shield to withstand relentless impacts; every second is a drain.

The room quieted down, the bed curtains were drawn, and the comforter was draped over the two of them. The occasional sound of the wind from outside the window, and their intertwined breaths could be heard.

Helena slowly closed her eyes, her consciousness sinking into the spiritual world.

Alecto's dragon soul burned fiercely within the shackles, attempting to burn through all confinement.

"Truly tenacious..."

Helena smiled.

She would gradually smooth out Alecto's rough edges, reshape his will, and eventually make him willingly follow her.

This process could take months, years, or even more than a decade.

She has plenty of patience and time.

A level seven mage has a lifespan of 500 years, and she hasn't even lived a tenth of her life yet.

As night deepened, Graystone Town fell into complete slumber.

But even in his slumber, Alector found no peace.

Helena guided the dream, presenting various illusions.

In his dream, he and Helena explored ancient ruins side by side, discovered lost magic, faced powerful enemies together, and defeated their opponents with perfect teamwork...

In the quiet night, the two...children...happiness...death...reincarnation...falling in love again...reincarnating again...

fake!

All are fake!

Alector resisted fiercely, but the illusions were endless, coming in wave after wave.

He gradually lost the ability to distinguish between a dream and reality.

He gradually realized that even the strongest will would crack under such continuous bombardment.

In his dream, he seemed to have loved Helena for countless lifetimes, each one filled with happiness and many children and grandchildren…

The resistance began to weaken.