She had lost track of how many days and months had passed. Poor Mo Ran’s eyes were on the verge of losing their spark entirely.
By now, she had fully adapted to this new body. Yes, adapting through that method felt a bit strange, but Mo Ran was certain that no one could endure such a horrific ordeal and emerge with a body still pure and untainted.
“Mo Ran, I’ve given you a new name. Do you think… you’ll like it?”
“As long as Lady Leia likes it, that’s enough.”
Mo Ran knelt halfway on the floor in the opulent yet elegantly dark palace, her sincerity plain to see.
Her black dress layered in delicate folds, her black stockings a tantalizing sight—Leia had fully transformed Mo Ran into a little dragon princess.
“I still prefer your defiant, untamed side, Mo Ran. But everything has changed now.”
“From this moment on, your name is Xuefei. Forever.”
Leia’s outfit matched Mo Ran’s—or rather, Xuefei’s—closely enough that the two could pass for a couple in matching attire. Both wore little Western-style dresses with black stockings, though Leia’s sleeves were wider, and her skirt featured an elaborate train.
She crossed her black-stockinged legs, tilting up Xuefei’s chin from her throne and drawing their faces close. Their scarlet eyes locked together.
“Mm. Xuefei shall offer all her loyalty to Evil Dragon Lady Leia.”
“Really now, are you just pretending, or is it genuine? You wouldn’t have let me break you for real, would you? Hm… looks like it’s about time.” Leia stroked her chin, the simple gesture dripping with allure.
“Lady Leia?”
Xuefei lifted her head slightly, gazing at Leia with puzzled eyes. The latter extended a finger and explained with a smile.
“Why, injecting my genes into your belly, of course. Since we’re so deeply in love, it’s time we did something about breeding. Perfect timing, too—lately, some gods from other worlds have been eyeing me covetously. To ensure the stability of this world, we must produce our offspring.”
“…”
Xuefei froze for a few seconds. Her silver-haired little head dipped slightly, as if lost in thought or wrestling with hesitation.
“Xuefei?”
“I’m here.”
“I thought you’d broken for a moment there. But don’t worry about me.” Leia licked her cherry lips, her dragon tail behind her even fuller and thicker than it had been months ago.
Her figure was more imposing than Xuefei’s, while Xuefei’s was softer and more yielding. No matter how they tussled, Xuefei always ended up pinned beneath her.
“No way…”
A flicker of life returned to Xuefei’s eyes.
Leia continued her explanation. “Because I’ve already devoured one of those gods by now. The gods from the other worlds are still debating how to handle my takeover of this one~ But before they do, let’s have lots of fun together!”
“Mm…”
Xuefei leaned back slightly, a faint trace of fear brushing across her face. But no matter how subtle the negative emotion, it never escaped Leia’s notice.
“You know, I’ve always adored you. And now, I’ve finally made you mine. Hehehe… I’m so happy. Little Xuefei will be mine forever.”
It was a sickly smile, but Xuefei had grown accustomed to it.
Before that incident, Leia often acted this way. She was usually cold and aloof with her subordinates, no different from that evil dragon she embodied. But in Xuefei’s presence, she reverted to her yandere self.
Leia reached out, teasing Xuefei’s soft cheek as she murmured.
“I see… you’re not quite ready for me to inject my genes into you yet.”
“…” Xuefei nodded cautiously, and Leia understood perfectly.
“Then tonight, wait for me in your room. Don’t worry—it’ll be just like before. It won’t hurt. It’ll feel a little strange at first, but you’ll get used to it~”
Leia tilted her head with a grin.
Then she rose and strode away without a care, her high heels clicking sharply against the ornate floor. Only as the sound faded into the distance did the cold sweat bead on Xuefei’s forehead.
“Phew… finally.”
It was as if a weight had lifted. Mo Ran—or rather, the little dragon girl now named Xuefei—let out a sigh of profound relief.
But the tension in her heart did not fully ease.
She stood and left the palace, heading straight for her own small room.
Along the way, Demon Race soldiers greeted her. Outside the windows, the blood-red sun cast an eerie glow over their inhumanly pale faces.
At the same time, the maids—infinitely cuter by comparison—paused in their work to bow to her.
“Good morning, Lady Xuefei!”
“Greetings, Lady Xuefei.”
They were the guards of the Demon Race—the formidable enemies Xuefei had frequently faced during the previous First Playthrough. They could be considered the most troublesome foes, aside from certain specific bosses.
“Mm.”
Xuefei nodded.
It seemed Leia really had changed her name, just as rumored…
She turned a few corners down the corridors and arrived at her small room. Pushing open the door, a refreshing fragrance wafted toward her—the alluring scent from her potted plant.
The room wasn’t large. A big bed and a desk took up most of the space, but it was far more luxurious than any so-called “high-class Tavern.”
Leia wouldn’t give her shabby treatment…
Only after closing the door did Xuefei’s taut nerves finally begin to relax.
“Damn Leia, treating me like some toy! Damn it…”
Xuefei took a few steps forward. In the mirror, a cute Dragon Girl was angrily stomping her feet—and somehow, it only made her look even more adorable.
Her sturdy dragon tail swayed back and forth, in no way inferior to that of her nominal wife and master, the final boss known as Leia: the Evil Dragon.
Xuefei was Leia’s first Vassal, and one of only two Evil Dragons in the entire world. She had to admit that in the past, her victories over the Evil Dragon had come through sacrificing others and cheap tricks. But now? Defeating that former Evil Dragon would be effortless.
“The embodiment of evil.”
Xuefei touched the spot below her neck, between her shoulder blades.
The “Evil Dragon’s Curse” was gone.
In its place was a complete draconification of her body. She had become an existence identical to the Evil Dragon she had once subjugated. If she took a stroll through the Human World now, the death toll from sheer fright would likely number in the thousands—perhaps more.
But the change in race and identity wasn’t the most important part.
“Leia… mm.”
Xuefei clutched her chest, her face flushing crimson as she leaned against the edge of the bed. She wasn’t sure if she felt distressed or exhilarated.
After months of torment, her soul was now taking on the shape of that Evil Dragon.
If…
“If… if I don’t make some kind of change soon, I’ll really end up completely submitting to that woman and laying a bunch of cute dragon eggs. Haa…”
“Wait, why did I say ‘cute’?”
Xuefei shook her head, trying to dispel the strange thoughts.
If tonight Leia injected her with those genes, she would never be able to return to her former self.
