Yards upon yards of cyan threads spun into a loom, dancing as a pair of hands danced across the air while the fingers danced in numerous intricate patterns. By the side, a beautiful young woman with pink hair leaned on the plush backrest of an expensive-looking chair with a sleeping black-haired child on her lap. With each second, a beautiful dress gleaming with the light of the void between dimensions illuminate the room.
"So, you finally made an enemy~?" Elysia's teasing voice filled Issei's ear. The spirit looms of the young pervert with cyan soul threads in each finger weaved several more patterns as the Hero of Falconreach turned towards the Dragon Priestess.
"What do you mean by enemy?" Issei asked with a smile.
"Well, it depends~," Elysia teased, crystalline eyes sparkling with mischief as she looked at the Dragonless Dragonlord. "But you did rough those two,"
Turning to the Dragon Emperors, the Soulweaver inspected the bruises on their bodies while looking at the red and white dragons the size of cats near them. The White-haired dragon emperor wore a chocker on her neck like a collar with a sigil on it coursing with pure light magic. On the other hand, the Red Dragon Emperor has a pair of handcuffs on.
"Soulweaver... you're title is well-earned," Albion praised, looking at his partner and at the Soulweaver.
"Indeed, to allow us to have physical bodies once more..." Ddraig noted, relishing on the feeling of warmth by the fire.
"It's not permanent, you can only manifest yourselves depending on your user's stamina and/or magical reserves,"
"Get this thing off!" Vali roared in whisperers, careful to not awaken the sleeping dragon god on the Priestess's lap.
"You want me to directly brand your soul?" The Soulweaver asked as blades of light formed from his spirit-looms while Elysia's smile turned cold. Seeing this, the battle-hungry White Dragon Empress backed down while looking away.
"Hmm... a multi-layered metaphysical using light magic to weaken her enough to the level of a regular human while using an anti-dragon material as a base to seal her Divine Dividing," Albion observed as he analyzed the enchanted choker.
"Still... Issei, where did you learn this?"
"Elysia and some other mages I helped." Replied the Soulweaver as his stand—Soul Ally— floated by his side as a beautiful dress floated in front of them all. "Finally finished it all!" The Dragonlord cheered with a stretch.
"You still have Soulforging lessons," Aegis reminded with a smile, making his Soulweaver sigh.
"To think someone could do that,"
"Well, it's easy. While the Sacred gears are part of your souls, making it dangerous to fatal to yank out, the souls inside the Sacred gear are another story," Issei said with a smile. "I just took out a small amount to make it not fatal. It's a different story if it's implanted in you. If it is, then I can take it out completely with no problem,"
"We're back!"
"Oh, welcome back!" Issei greeted with a smile as Asia Argento, an honorary member of the Dragonlord faction, entered the door clad in her Nun attire. "How's your day?"
"It was fine, I'm sorry it took so long! Rita went back to Europe with Bianca to look for something,"
The dragonless Dragonlord nodded but the gears in his mind turned, spinning vigorously.
"Well, make yourself at home,"
"Oh, dear," Noticing the dragon emperors sitting near the fireplace in Seiza. "What happened here?"
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FanfictionIssei Hyoudo, resident pervert and member of the perverted trio of Kuoh Academy changed overnight. He was still a pervert but so much has changed. "Motohama, Matsuda, if you two try to mess with my work, I will beat the shit out of you and tie you...
