Waking up, Acnologia opened his eyes and looked at the woman still sleeping beside him, a hint of tenderness appearing on his face.
Regardless, Irene was his first woman, and he felt a special connection to her; after all, he had given her his virginity.
Seeing Acnologia staring at her in a daze, Irene shyly pulled up the quilt to cover her face.
She still clearly remembered her wildness last night. Although it was her first time, it didn't hurt that much... "You're shy now? I don't know who was so insatiable last night, tossing and turning until midnight."
Acnologia reached into the covers, making Irene blush as she whispered, "Stop touching me, it's time to get up."
Seeing that Acnologia had no intention of getting up, she had no choice but to climb out of bed first. Since he had already seen everything yesterday, she wasn't afraid of anything anymore.
Watching Irene get dressed, Acnologia slowly sat up and stretched.
As expected, women would corrupt his will. Normally, he would go out to slay dragons the moment he woke up, but now he didn't even feel like it.
Once dressed, the two walked toward the palace. Irene returned to her throne to continue reading the ministers' reports, while Acnologia sat to the side, yawning out of boredom.
Just then, a soldier came to report that a general named Rung from a neighboring country had come to propose a marriage alliance between the two nations, with Queen Irene as the target.
Hearing this, Acnologia's eyes snapped open, revealing a cold killing intent. A terrifying aura enveloped the entire palace. If the guards hadn't been professionally trained, they would have wet themselves by now.
Good grief, I just finished yesterday and you come today. In this situation, it's not me cuckolding someone else, but you, you bastard, trying to cuckold me.
Noticing Acnologia's displeasure, Irene said softly, "I will always be your woman. I'll make that person go back where he came from."
Before, she might have considered it based on the person's status and ability, but now she had no such thoughts.
"No, no, no!"
"Let him come. I really want to meet him!"
Acnologia waved his hand. Since that bastard had crossed him, how could he let him return alive? Were his dragon claws no longer sharp?
Guessing Acnologia's thoughts, Irene hesitated, "If you kill him, I'm afraid we'll offend the neighboring country. We're in a tense period of war with the Dragon Race, I'm afraid..."
Acnologia looked at her and said coldly, "There's nothing to fear. I alone can slaughter all the dragons in the world. As for that so-called neighboring country, if he dares to have any other intentions, I will turn it into ten thousand miles of scorched earth!"
Since she was his woman, he hoped Irene would never question his ability.
Feeling Acnologia's resolve, Irene said no more. This was her man; perhaps she liked this domineering and cold side of him.
Most importantly, this dominance was for her... Soon, the general named Rung from the neighboring country strode in. Although he was scruffy with stubble, he carried the decisive aura of a soldier.
He knelt on one knee and said, "Her Majesty Queen Irene, I am..."
Irene had no interest in listening and interrupted directly, "I don't need to know who you are. I will not enter a marriage alliance with you!"
"Why?"
Rung looked surprised. Logically, Belserion, the guardian deity of the Dragnof Kingdom, was dead, and the entire kingdom could be destroyed by the Evil Dragons at any time. How did she still dare to refuse?
Did she really not care about the survival of her kingdom?
Suddenly, he turned and noticed Acnologia sitting next to Irene. Realizing something, he slowly stood up, his respect turning into coldness: "And who is this?"
Killing intent surged in Acnologia's heart. He slowly stood up and walked down. "You aren't worthy of knowing my name, trash. How do you want to die?"
Rung remained calm and sneered, "Heh, no wonder. So the Queen has kept a man."
He didn't take Acnologia's threat seriously at all. He turned to Irene and sneered, "Do you really dare to lay a hand on me? If war breaks out between our countries, do you have the guts?"
He was confident Irene lacked the courage. Deep down, he looked down on this kingdom because a woman was its monarch. As for the marriage alliance, it was just a way to take control of Dragunov through this woman; he was the one who most deserved to be king.
Acnologia laughed from anger. To think he'd be ignored; this trash really had some guts. Even the Dragon Kings didn't dare ignore him.
"Gravity Enchantment!"
Boom!
A heavy force pressed down on Rung, pinning him to the ground. The floor was crushed by the Gravity.
In an instant, Rung was bleeding from all seven orifices. He could no longer maintain his previous composure and struggled to get up. However, how could that be possible? Under a hundred times Gravity, even an early Kakarot might not be able to stand.
"Trash, say what you just said again!"
Acnologia stepped in front of him, his voice low and cold as ice. He raised his foot, stepped on Rung's head, and slowly applied pressure.
Under the pressure of death and pain, Rung actually managed to force some words out.
"Spare me... Spare... I won't dare again..."
He hadn't expected this man to be so decisive and possess such powerful magic. Had he known, he would have definitely waited until he was back in his own territory before turning hostile.
But... it was all too late!
Bang!
With an exploding sound, his head burst like a rotten watermelon. He was as dead as could be.
"Heh—tui!"
"Trash! You got off easy!"
Acnologia spat on the corpse and then wiped his shoes on the steps. His newly changed shoes were stained with blood again; this piece of trash was truly atrocious.
He looked at the trembling guard beside him and gestured with his eyes: "What are you shaking for? Hurry up and clean this up!"
"Yes, milord!"
The guard was so startled he collapsed onto the floor, but he had a quick thought and immediately knelt down to start cleaning.
This stuff was really hard to clean; it was pressed flat against the floor.
The guard cursed inwardly: "You bastard, if you're going to die, just die. Why did you have to increase my workload?"
Irene didn't understand why Acnologia was so angry with this Rung. She walked over, took his hand, and comforted him softly, "Alright, don't be angry. Why bother with a dead man?"
"He's lucky I gave him a quick death!"
When he watched Fairy Tail back then, this bastard was the most disgusting character.
He was too evil!
Even as the final boss, he wasn't as bad as him. It was just that Acnologia didn't like torturing people; otherwise, he would have skinned and deboned this bastard, then cut him into a thousand pieces. If he knew Resurrection Magic, he would definitely make him die a few more times!
Of course, now he was a "good person"...