I, the Mother Dragon of the current generation, the successor of great Melsaliaviela-sama, and is known to be the strongest Mother Dragon in existence in the whole history Alsevfon, Alessiaviela or rather Alessia…have been defeated.

Yes, defeated.

Something that would be denied by all the Dragons who existed in this world.

It was only normal logic.

Mother Dragon Alessiaviela is the strongest.

Gaining the power to match and easily defeat gods.

Gaining the power enough to have the [Divine Magic Eligibility: Middle] skill.

Gaining the power enough to successfully use the [All-Devouring Flames], and the [Heavenly Impregnable Fortress (Complete Anti-Magic: Divine)] in the age of 10.

Gaining enough power to tower over the great Melsaliaviela who was known to be the greatest and strongest Mother Dragon in the whole history of Alsevfon, and was known to be the longest and oldest Mother Dragon in history together with the strongest Lord of All Dragons, Meikeqion-sama.

Correct, if you were thinking about it, I was their child.

The child of those two great dragons who built the golden era of the dragons where we were respected and worshiped.

Well it didn’t change of course.

My parents were great, and inheriting their power, I…the Mother Dragon Alessiaviela became the greatest symbol of the Dragon Race.

The strongest living dragon was born, was raised, and was left by my parent to give birth to the Dragons of the next generation being protected by the high ranking Ancient Elder King Dragons who served my family for ages.

But of course…of course, power has its own curses.

Living for a many, many I had read many books to entertain myself by asking my kin to bring me those books.

Of course they follow me, so I should use them to my convenience, I’m a Mother Dragon after all.

But anyway…about that…yes…power.

I was too powerful.

And you do know men would hate women who are too powerful or that power would make you lonely without a companion who would truly understand you.

Well…the first thing about men hating powerful women…that isn't necessarily true, men, multiple of them, marry for the power of the women or so I heard, and I experienced.

Especially the Dragon race who values power the most.

I didn’t remember how many years has it been or how many they are, but there were uncountable Dragons, Heroes, Sages, Gods, and Evil Gods who have come to me to ask me for marriage.

Well of course~

Who wouldn’t an incredibly beautiful Dragon who was known as the Strongest Mother Dragon to become his bride!

Only an idiot wouldn’t accept such a woman!

Well of course some of the Dragons, especially some of those Dragon Lords would consider me as “used goods” “filthy” or “slut”, but that’s not true I tell you~!

I haven’t do-do-done that!

I ha-hav-haven’t do-done that!

I only give birth to almost mindless dragonlings due to my racial ability that I got when I sat at this position!

It’s not that that I want to do this!

What woman would want to lay eggs almost every other day just because her body is like that!

I don’t even feel anything for the eggs that I laid and those creatures would just look at me as if I was some respectable elder who gave birth to them and love them!

I don’t feel this “mother’s love for a child” for them!

In fact they just look like servants to me!

Yes servants! And they’re incredibly convenient since I’m too lazy to go out and want to be here since my nest covered with gold where I could bath in the whole day in my beloved gold, and read all the books that I want!

But anyway…talking about it since marriage is incredibly troublesome, and there wouldn’t be someone like my father who passed away, I didn’t even consider it until idiots who came to ask me for marriage came to me!

When I was just reading my book they just came and rudely say “I claim you as my wife!” or “Marry me!”

Who would marry such rude imbeciles?!

I mean come on!

They rudely enter my hive, interrupt my beloved reading and relaxing time, and then suddenly ask me for marriage?!

Are they idiots?

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Are they retards?

And so those idiots were made to vanish in this realm and was made to wander the world as something called [nothingness], but what?!

Some idiots after hearing the news that I killed the first idiots established some rule that I was to be defeated if they wish to take me as wife!

Are they really thinking?!

Could it be that they only have peanuts for brains?!

Soon hundreds, and continuous hundreds of these idiots came only meet their end.

Dragon Lords, Gods, Evil Gods, Heroes, Sages, and all sorts of people attacked such that they could marry me for their own selfish desires!

I was so annoyed that I burned everything in the world after gaining permission from that Evil and extremely malevolent trickster of a god, Alv-Keshion, and then sealed my hive under what was now known Selocania Mountain range.

Finally! Finally!

Peace has come!

WAAIIIII! WAIIIIII! WAIIIIII!

But anyway the thing that I’m trying to say that is even if your powerful it’s not like you could get anything you want.

It’s not like everything would become your possession with just power, and even with that it won't be truly yours!

Yep, yep~ Even if I don’t like being called a Mother, I do have this motherly mature aura!

The only thing I realized after then is that…even if I was enjoying life, I have never…never really been truly happy.

I guess the idiocy that was coming from the books saying that true happiness only comes with companionship or something like that was true.

But still what can I do? A Mother Dragon who has incredible power? Greedy creatures who know not true love, but only lust for power?

As expected father is the best man existing in this world!

And now there isn't!

But after a hundred or maybe a thousand of years, something broke…something broke my barrier with ease as if it was made of paper, and started to fall into this abyss of a hive.

From this feeling it was mortal, but not an ordinary mortal…it was the same as the feeling as one of those legendary heroes of the old even older than mother and father that still stay as well-known legends in the current known world.

Yes, it was this man who had been standing before me as I felt I was breathing my last breaths.

Holding the legendary ring of that Evil and Malevolent God which he just summoned from the thin air.

Holding that legendary Altovi that the ancient warriors I summoned sacrificed one of their most important friends just to create.

A normal looking boya, who had a slightly dark bluish hair that was slightly rare in this world which seemed to be not clean and somehow shaggy giving him a lazy look, sleepy looking eyes that seems as if it was staring at the abyss itself yet contained this inexplicable sharpness, but contained inexplicable emotions that I couldn’t just hold a feeling, a face that would be considered handsome to some, but honestly he isn't my type of man since he wasn’t that much you know? Wearing weird clothes that wouldn’t be seen in this world as a proof that he is supposed to be one of those ancient warriors, and holding the Divine ring, and the Altovi which was turned into a shoud.

Well he is handsome, but all of the people teleported into this world would be turned handsome or a beauty by that god, you know?

Still…still he had the power to match…no to surpass even the Ancient warriors from another world who were known to even match divine level power.

When he was fighting me it was incredible.

It made feel excited as if I was reliving the stories that I have read.

He had power to trample down the divines, and easily matched me as if he was just playing to entertain himself, no rather by his words “Because my whole goal was the battle itself! It’s another world you know?! And I was trying to see the limits of my ability!” he said.

It seems that he was directly implying that he could kill me if he wanted to or just delete me if he wanted to.

Maybe he can, I won't even doubt it if he said he can no rather the feeling coming from him…he’s not even hiding it…this extremely obnoxious amount of mana and Ether as if he was directly eating the mana while producing extreme amounts inside him.

It was clearly warping the space around him! It was warping it! The space around him was already cracking yet here he is still laughing as if it was normal!

It was the same as his amount of Ether.

In that last second of our fight he cut through the [All-Devouring Flames] with just brute force which would practically be impossible, and more than that—that final second of our fight…

Even if his speed was something too much for my eyes…I saw it…his expression was…his expression was too sharp as if it could cut everything, as if he revealed everything to me.

His movements were of course was just that of an amateur if you remove the Altovi’s [Complete Battle Prowess]…but in that second…in just that second…I felt this inexplicable chill that seems to be coming from that of a person who fought hundreds of life-and-death battles…

As if he wasn’t the amateur before but rather that of a veteran, no, it was the expression of that of a hero (eiyuu) who fought in the war way, way before I was born.

—Seriously what the heck is this boya?

But still…still…I know he isn't my type.

I like older men who had this atmosphere of knowledge around them, maybe an eye glassed expressionless warrior who seems to be the warrior type and sometimes gets passionate about things or a younger male who’s incredibly bright and like perverted jokes.

He isn't my type.

No matter what you say I guess I wouldn’t even like him too much…but…

But seemingly…seemingly…NO! NO! NO! NO WAY! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE! IMPOSSIBLE I TELL YOU!!!

THERE IS NO WAY I WOULD BE ATTRACTED TO HIM!

I KNOW I FEEL ATTRACTION FOR HIM, BUT THIS IS…THIS IS!

YES THIS IS THE TRAIT OF DRAGONS LIKING STRONGER PEOPLE!!!

IT’S TOTALLY NOT BECAUSE I LIKE HIM!!!

Wait…did I totally sound like those rude Tsundere that those Ancient Warriors spoke reverently about?

No totally no, I am just a regular and normal Mother Dragon and nothing else!

Bu-but fine! Since I don’t want to be called a Tsundere I’ll admit it…for…for some reason I was extremely attracted by him..,

For some reason not because of his power nor his face, but rather…this sense of mystery in him that I couldn’t even begin to describe as if he was hiding something…his eyes that doesn’t have light in them even if I felt that he was an incredibly flippant…the changes in his expression…and more than that fact that he obviously shows lust just fit his age as if luring me to trust him.

I don’t know why…those that I mentioned were only hypothesis about it…but honestly I don’t why I was attracted to him.

Using the last strength in my weak body which was cut into half by his attack in that last second where he got serious, I spoke while feeling my mouths smiling a bit.

“You…you…your name….”

Smiling back with brightness and confidence together with slight mischievousness he replied. “Hahaha! I see! I’m Hisui! Call me Hisui-kun with affectiondesu!”

Hisui, huh…

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I continuously repeated his name and with every word I…

I somehow…how the heck did this happen when I only liked my books before…?

In my eyes…that smile…that smile was incredibly bright that I couldn’t even understand why…

Opening my mouths not to speak, but to transmit information words I…

“I…see…” I spoke as my consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and feeling the slight worry of the man in front of me. “Then Hisui-kun……..I,…..The Mother…..Dragon…..Alessiaviela….accepts you…as…my…lord”

Finally…I have found my partner.

Letting the feeling of lightness cover my whole body as my eyes were covered by light I…I…I became so sleepy yet the same time I didn’t have the strength to resist as I felt that it was so comfortable.

Feeling the arms of the man in front me around me I felt his addicting warmth, and his caring movements.

I think I couldn’t do anything anymore.

Have I become so simple of a woman (Choroi heroine)?