Castle Templehof hosted a treasure worthy of kings, including magic staves and amulets and all sort of artifacts, some more cursed than others.

There were also gems, gold and silver worth at least 100000, plus armor and weapons of a hundred kinds. Even several Inquisitor weapons and symbols, likely from those which tried to kill his Vampire Countess and obviously failed.

"That staff grants half again bonus to Dark and Blood spells, and nearly a quarter Ward Save. Very valuable." Jet said while poking a nondescript wooden staff with a black stone capping its tip.

I picked it up and indeed, could feel its magic ward covering me with a resistance aura. Sadly it was too cumbersome to carry around, and likely not good for my public image either. Maybe the Grey Order would like it though. While the Grey Wizards avoided Necromancy (usually), their Shadow spells weren't nice at all.

"Don't bother with that staff, take this thing instead. The glass bit has one third Magic resistance. " The Dragon added, while picking a black glass prism from its silver chain, and held it for me in his claw. I took it curious.

*Congratulations.

-You have obtained an Obsidian_Amulet

-Grants 30% Deflection versus spells and Magic weapons.

Uhm. What the screen said and what the Dragon said were nor exactly the same.

"Okay, this looks good. I'll keep it then." I nodded while donning the silver chain over my head. The glass bit stuck to my chest, like a powerful magnet.

Protection against spells and Magic weapons at once? Must be a rare thing. As the game screen popping out hinted too. Perhaps this was because I was already immune to normal damage? And most spells too. But twice already I had been harmed by magical weapons.

"When we find more like these, you can have one too." I offered in a generous voice.

Jet just shrugged. "Most spells will simply fail against a Dragon. When I get that Ward Save from the Dwarf, I should be nearly immune to magic."

Ah, racial bonus. Made some sense. The Dragon was probably a magic monster of sorts, possibly made by the Old Ones as a toy for their kids, like a pony.

As I packed up to loot and started flying back to my castle in Waldenhof, Jet veered away. 'I need to think for a while. I'll be back for the next fight though' he sent to my mind, sounding rather sad.

I mean, probably that Zombie Dragon hit him hard. I tended not to think about zombies and skeletons as people, dead of course, but for a Dragon seeing his kind desecrate in this way...must have hurt a lot. Thus the giant light show that cleared the sky over a third of Slyvania.

As I landed in my courtyard with a raft full of loot, Anika and the kids came out, mostly to pick an item or two for themselves. Being related with me carried a lot of perks.

" I want his amulet. I never like Fire, but this Amulet_of_Fire will block more magic." Anika demanded in a cold voice, while choosing a burning coin.

That coin had an ever-burning flame on it, but Anika managed to wear it without getting burned at all.

Probably something about Gissela in there, but I wasn't that smart. "If it warms your heart, my love. You're welcome to it." I offered with a kind smile.

She just puffed her cheeks, then ran away back in the castle.

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Odin looked at me with his remaining eye. "You want my advice, Master?"

I just sighed. Kids these day. "I know. Apologize to her." I muttered in a low voice.

The kid grinned and picked a pair of rings. "Something more tangible than words, Master Pef. Lady Anika is afraid you're losing interest."

I picked the damned rings and flew after my wife. Odin was quite smart.

"Dear Frost Wife. I have something for you." I called to Anika just before she closed the door in my face.

"What? Another wife somewhere?" she grumbled as I closed the door behind me.

I just smiled gently and showed her the rings. "You will always be my wife, Anika. Maybe our next child will be girl." I whispered while slipping a ring on her finger.

"What next child...oh." she froze as I undressed at speed and flew in front of her naked.

"Ever sucked an icicle?" I continued flying closer, and poking her lips with my time-frozen organ.

"M....ou" she tried to speak as I entered her mouth.

I dropped her dress with barely any effort and played with her snow-white peaks, while my icicle melted in her mouth.

Then I flew down and took her from below, holding her hips in my arms while still afloat. "Elsa, I think. If the child is a girl." I whispered in Anika's ear as her frozen core began to melt around my icicle.

She rode me passionately for an hour, until spring came and the glacier melted inside her. "And you take me flying on a Dragon." Anika demanded while admiring her new ring.

"Of course. Now, I have to give another ring to Gissela. Blue or red stone?" I asked my wife in a curious voice.

Anika snorted. "You need my advice to charm a Fire Wizard? Give her the red one..." she provided with amazing wisdom.

"Great! I wonder how good it will feel to have you both at once." I quipped and flew away, before a Frost spell hit me in the ass.

While flying back to Essen, I mused a little about other magic winds. I should get a wife from each type, right? Magic wasn't simply will over reality, but also emotion.

How better to learn all kinds of magic, than by knowing each emotion intimately?

Maybe Gissela could help.

Although she was quite enthusiastic about her new ring, and being welcomed properly at the Waldenhof Castle, Gissela didn't have any likely candidates for me.

Instead, Wizard Rolan had. He apparently knew a bunch of female Wizards from Jade and Light Orders, having worked together to purge Beastmen camps and other corrupted places.

Jade Magic dealt with nature and plants, so things should be easy enough. We would have plenty things in common.

Light Magic however...hmmm. Jet will have to suffer a little for my happiness.

"Ostland, you say? Guarding the Forest of Shadows?" I asked to make sure.

"Or lost in research, like Light Wizards are prone to do. Possibly both as well." Rolan disclosed with a careless shrug. Good enough for me.

I took out a magic sword with a fire enchantment I just picked from my vault. Probably worth 1000 gold, but I was feeling generous. "Your advice was priceless, Wizard Rolan. Please accept this gift, as a sign of my friendship."

The man blushed fiercely. "I...mostly women..." Rolan stammered as he gazed at the valuable sword.

"Good. Wizards tend to have more mage children. You need to have a dozen kids at least, for my Wild Guard." I demanded while flying up to search for a new wife. Maybe two.

What kind of rings will I need?