Chapter 52 New home and Hilda’s revenge
Time passed; it had been almost two weeks since Lucia arrived in this world. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting its warmth on a young, beautiful girl. She opened her unique eyes and slowly sat up, the blanket slipping off to reveal her exquisite, unclothed body. Her silver-white hair cascaded down, partially covering one of her eyes. Brushing the bang aside with her hand, she revealed eyes of different colors, glancing at the sky through the window.
Lucia look at her two red-haired companions, Popola and Devola, lay on the bed. They didn't have sex and just cuddling their bodies last night.
Popola and Devola had transformed into cheerful individuals. Lucia had been savoring her time with her wives on this peaceful Earth for a few days now, truly enjoying the tranquility. Unlike A2, A4, 2B, Saeko, Esdeath, and Rika, the rest of her wives, including G16, were uninterested in combat. They found fulfillment solely in spending time with Lucia and each other, even as they grew stronger. Fighting held little appeal for them; their joy lay in the bonds they shared and the peaceful moments they created together.
Initially, Lily had ardently desired to join the battle in the machine war, fueled by her reluctance to burden her comrades. However, after the war concluded, her interest in combat waned. The truth was, she and her companions, including Rose, Anemone, and the other androids, fought against machine life forms out of necessity rather than choice.
Now that peace prevailed, they immersed themselves in joy, much like innocent children discovering happiness for the first time. Lucia, along with their sisters (Lucia's wives), was their constant company. Together, they filled their days with a happiness they had never known before.
Lucia actively participated in the construction alongside the androids. Even the dragons lent their assistance, fostering a sense of camaraderie that quickly developed among the group. The collective effort paid off, and within a remarkable nine days, the city was completed, a testament to the hard work and unity that prevailed among everyone involved.
For the androids, this newfound city served as a utopia, offering them the freedom to explore without the looming threat of machine life forms. The conspicuous absence of incidents was noteworthy, with Embryo showing no interest in disrupting their newfound peace. Unaware of the developments in the city, he remained indifferent to the unfolding events. Even the dragons, including Salamandinay, were taken aback upon encountering the androids.
To the dragons, the androids resembled humans so closely that they initially mistook them for such. The similarities extended beyond appearances; the androids' behaviors mirrored those of humans, yet devoid of sinful tendencies. The androids harbored a singular desire for peace, a stark departure from the endless wars waged against machine life forms over thousands of years.
The buildings, constructed not long ago, showcased a traditional Japanese house style. Androids and women with bat wings and tails strolled and engaged in conversation. Numerous dragons soared in the sky, contributing to the overall tranquility, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a fantasy world.
The dragon women were initially taken aback when they first encountered androids in male frames. It marked the first time they had seen men in their lives, albeit middle-aged men. Their curiosity, however, quickly turned to surprise upon realizing that the androids lacked male reproductive organs. Unlike humans, androids didn't possess the capability for reproduction, and such features were not incorporated into their design.
The dragon women found themselves disappointed at the realization that the androids lacked certain physical attributes. Most of the dragon women, much like their male counterparts, were not particularly interested in romantic love. Their mating habits centered solely around reproduction, devoid of any sexual or emotional desires. Mating occurred only when they sought to have children, and their affection was reserved for their offspring.
The mating process, even in their dragon forms, served a purely reproductive purpose rather than being driven by love or desire. The distinct nature of their reproductive practices found expression in the unconventional sex education that Tusk, a young male, received. His rare status among the dragon women in the original anime made him akin to a limited edition item, highlighting the unique dynamics of their interactions.
The dragon women couldn't comprehend why Lucia hadn't incorporated reproductive functionalities into the androids, but Lucia clarified, stating, 'Even if such features were added, you won't achieve pregnancy with them.'
Except for Salamandinay and a select few, most of the dragon women lacked knowledge of modern technology. Salamandinay, having discovered information from the past era, guided them in utilizing the tools and technology at hand.
Salamandinay took the initiative to introduce the concept of sports. Accompanied by a few other girls, she explained the rules and methods of play. As the dragon women and androids exchanged histories and stories, an intriguing cultural exchange unfolded. The androids were keenly interested in learning about humans, while the people of Aura were equally fascinated by the androids.
Lucia strolled out of the mansion, a structure erected just a few days ago along with several other nearby buildings. Each android now possessed their own personalized residence, adorned to suit their individual tastes. The outer appearance of these homes retained the traditional Japanese style, complete with nameplates at the entrance borders.
Accompanied by Popola and Devola, who walked alongside her engaged in conversation, Lucia made her way towards the town known as the Dragon Clan or People of Aura. Even though they had visited the town the day before, the presence of Lucia brought an added joy to the two androids. Their time in the town, particularly the previous day's date with Lucia, had been filled with happiness.
The date extended until noon, after which Lucia had plans to venture into the false world. Their laughter and enjoyment continued until the appointed time, marking the conclusion of their delightful day together.
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In the dimly lit room, moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow that unveiled a spacious and luxurious interior adorned with expensive furniture. On the queen-size bed, three naked girls lay, the aftermath of an intense night of activities. Two of them had succumbed to exhaustion and drifted into a peaceful sleep, their disheveled hair telling tales of the passion that had transpired.
Hilda, with her fiery red hair, sat on the bed, leaning back against the soft headboard. Her gaze shifted slowly between the two slumbering girls, a satisfied expression on her face. The room exuded a sense of intimacy and coziness, with the moonlight casting a gentle illumination on the scene, capturing the aftermath of shared moments and desires.
Hilda silently stepped away from the bed, making her way toward the window where the moonlight spilled into the room. In her hand, she clutched an eye—not a human eye, but an artificial one. This eye once belonged to the captain of her team, her lover, and one of the girls now peacefully asleep on the bed.
"I loved you, Zola," Hilda whispered, clenching her fist around the artificial eye. However, her expression changed, and suddenly, she threw the eye out of the window, watching it disappear into the sea below.
Zola, the captain, had met her demise in a battle with a dragon. Ange, fearing the dragon's attack, had hugged Zola, rendering her para-mail unresponsive and leading to her tragic death. While it might seem that Hilda harbored resentment toward Ange, like the two girls who bullied her, Hilda's feelings were more complex. She wasn't angry with Ange because of her lover's death.
After uttering the words of love for Zola, Hilda's face transformed into a smile. Her eyes closed slightly, as if she found amusement in the contradiction of her own words.
"I need to be patient. There isn't much time left to meet with Mama," Hilda whispered to herself with closed eyes. Moments later, she opened her eyes again, and with determined resolve, she began to put on her uniform. Exiting her room, she headed in the direction where the para-mails were stored.
Arriving at the para-mails section, Hilda made her way to Villkiss, Ange's para-mail, and smiled as she observed it. "At least, I will avenge for you, Zola. You can stay happy in hell," she declared, walking towards Villkiss. Placing something on the engine of Villkiss, she then returned to her room.
As time passed, the sun rose, signaling the arrival of a new day. Suddenly, alarms blared throughout Arzenal, warning all Norma of an impending threat as the presence of the enemy was detected.
<Type 1, contact warning!>
<Para-mail First squadron, prepare for sortie!>
<I repeat, Type 1, contact warning.>
The commanding warning echoed throughout Arzenal Island, persistently announcing that unknown signals had been detected. In response, para-mails in the form of aircraft were mobilized with the assistance of the hangar's machinery. The para-mails from the first squad were meticulously prepared for departure.
Amidst the commotion, numerous staff members raced around, diligently ensuring that para-mail riders could depart seamlessly. The urgency of the situation fueled their efforts as they checked and double-checked the status of each para-mail.
The para-mails were systematically arranged into two rows, with three units in the front and four units in the back, ready to face the imminent threat. The atmosphere on Arzenal was tense as everyone prepared for the impending confrontation with the unknown signals.
<Reactor 2 temperature rising to million degrees Kelvin.>
<Blast doors have been opened.>
<All units, release safety.>
<Open force gates, raise landing gears.>
<Runway clear. Ready to lift off.>
"Salia Squadron, lifting off," announced the blue-haired girl with twin tails as she rode a blue-colored para-mail. The para-mail gracefully lifted off, making its way towards the exterior of Arzenal.
"Salia Squadron, Ange lifting off," Ange declared, following closely behind the departing para-mails, ready to join the squadron in the impending mission. The announcements and the synchronized departure of the para-mails set the stage for a critical operation as the threat loomed over Arzenal.
A hexagon-shaped formation took form, with one unit positioned at the center, as they navigated toward the coordinates they had received. Salia, the team captain, issued a warning as she observed pale-red lightning forming in a specific area within the white clouds in the sky.
"Door is opening!" Salia shouted.
Moments later, the lightning dissipated, giving way to a large portal that revealed the sky on the other side. To their astonishment, this time, there were no small dragons—instead, two massive dragons occupied the space beyond.
"!?" Salia gasped.
"Why are there two dragons?!" she exclaimed in surprise. The unexpected presence of two massive dragons heightened the tension, presenting a challenge the team hadn't anticipated.
Suddenly, one of the para-mails surged forward, snapping Salia back to attention.
"Hey! Ange, don't break formation!" Salia shouted at Ange, who seemed intent on reaching the dragons before anyone else.
Ange accelerated her para-mail, flying toward the dragons with determination. The orange-haired girl expressed annoyance at the timing of Ange's actions.
"This is Salia, there are abnormal things happening here. No small dragons, but two Red Galleon class dragons! Please, send reinforcements!" Salia urgently reported back to HQ.
"Understood, we will send rein—" The operator's response was cut short as Jill, the base leader, intervened.
"Wait. This is the commander. Take down one dragon fast, and you can kill another easily. You can do it, right, Salia?"
Jill's words carried a sense of confidence, acknowledging Ange's prowess in taking down massive dragons and challenging Salia and the team to prove their capabilities against two Red Galleon class dragons.
"...Yes, Commander," Salia replied with a tinge of worry, not wanting to disappoint Jill, whom she greatly respected and admired.
As the battle unfolded, one of the dragons released multiple para-mails, but the agile para-mails managed to dodge the attacks. The team began firing their guns at the dragons, but their bullets proved ineffective against the dragons' resilient skin.
As Ange approached one of the dragons, her para-mail suddenly exploded on the right engine, the same area where Hilda had placed a cloth the night before. Ange's para-mail started losing control and descended towards the ocean. However, just before it hit the water, Ange's para-mail transformed into humanoid form and soared back into the sky, heading towards the dragon.
As the each three para-mail riders focused on engaging the two massive dragons in the heat of battle, Salia geared up to take down one dragon swiftly using the Freeze Bullet on her para-mail. However, their attention was abruptly diverted as a barrage of ice bullets showered down upon them from the second dragon, disrupting their attempts to subdue the first one. The unexpected attack added a layer of complexity to the already challenging situation, forcing the para-mail riders to adapt to the new threat posed by the ice bullets.
Salia skillfully dodged the ice bullet attack, her teeth gritted in determination. The other two para-mail riders also narrowly evaded the onslaught. However, the situation took a turn for the worse as one of the para-mails was violently blown away by the dragon's powerful strike.
*Bang!*
"Arrr!" the distressed girl shouted.
"Chris!" another girl called out.
The dragon, having incapacitated one of the para-mail riders, turned its attention to the other para-mails engaged in combat with its counterpart. This unexpected coordination and teamwork between the dragons surprised Salia. It seemed as though the dragons were fighting in tandem, as if they knew precisely how to coordinate their attacks.
"What?" Salia exclaimed in shock at the dragons' unexpected synchronization.
"Salia! What are you doing? Come and help here!" Hilda's urgent voice reached Salia as she struggled to evade the dragon's magic attacks and the relentless pursuit of the other dragon. The call to action emphasized the need for immediate assistance in the face of the unexpected teamwork displayed by the dragons.
Ange, aiming to exploit the distraction caused by the dragon's magic attack, approached to strike with a Freeze Bullet. However, the dragon swiftly turned its head, clamping down heavily on Ange's para-mail hand. Shocked and attempting to free herself from the dragon's bite, Ange found herself in a precarious situation.
"Wha…!" Ange exclaimed, struggling to escape the dragon's powerful grip.
As the dragon held onto Ange's para-mail hand, the Freeze Bullet intended for its body accidentally discharged into the dragon's leg. Despite the impact, the dragon persisted in its bite, showing no signs of releasing Ange.
Ange, witnessing errors and potential destruction of her para-mail hand, began to feel a surge of fear. Desperate to survive, she attempted to shoot her gun with her free hand, but the bullets proved ineffective against the dragon. To further complicate matters, another dragon approached Ange.
"Shit! Damn it! Let me go, you damn lizard!" Ange shouted as her para-mail punched the dragon's head. However, the second dragon arrived and, with a powerful smash, severely damaged Ange's para-mail, intensifying the perilous situation.
*Bang!*
"Arrrr!" Ange's desperate shout echoed as she succumbed to the heavy attacks, her para-mail plummeting into the ocean. Unexpectedly, the dragons, as if uninterested in continuing the fight, retreated back through the portal. The sudden change in their behavior left Salia and the others surprised but also relieved, grateful for the unexpected reprieve.
"They retreated back?" Salia remarked, noting the unusual behavior of the dragons.
"All units, retreat back for now," Jill's calm voice echoed through the communication device, displaying a composed demeanor even after the intense encounter.
"I think we should search for Ange," Salia suggested, recognizing the importance of finding Ange and her para-mail. In reality, Salia's concern was less about Ange herself and more about the para-mail she piloted, Villkiss—an entity comparable to the formidable Ragna-mail. The urgency to locate Ange stemmed from the significance of her powerful para-mail.
"Are you joking? We're exhausted from the fight, and low on fuel. Even our para-mails aren't in good shape. Are you seriously asking us to find the wannabe princess and cruddy machine, Captain?" Hilda expressed her displeasure, highlighting the exhaustion and challenges they faced during the intense battle.
"What Hilda said is right. We will send out a recovery team later. All units, return," Jill reiterated, emphasizing the need for the exhausted team to retreat.
"...Understood," Salia replied, acknowledging the order. The para-mail riders began their journey back to the base, leaving the search for Ange and her para-mail for a later time.
"Even though we met unexpected situations, the result was good," Hilda thought, finding solace in the positive outcome despite the challenges they encountered, and she smiled as they made their way back to the base.
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Twenty minutes prior to the portal opening, in the palace's yard, two black dragons sat peacefully. Not far from them, Lucia conversed with her wives, Salamandinay, and Midgardia. Many female dragons observed Lucia and her wives from a distance, treating them with admiration, yet refraining from approaching to avoid causing any discomfort.
"I know it wasn't necessary, but just in case, be careful," warned Yuriko.
"Yes, what mother said is right," agreed Saya.
"I agree. Mother, you must not let yourself get down," added 21S.
"Quickly finish the business, mother. We haven't had a date yet," urged White.
"I also want to have a date too," sighed Rose.
"Well, many things happened in a short time, so we were busy as well," explained Anemone, acknowledging the busy roles she and Rose played as leaders of the Resistance Android group. The conversation revealed a mix of concern, affection, and a desire for Lucia's safety as they faced an uncertain situation.
They were actively engaged in helping out, with White and others contributing as well. However, as the direct leaders of the Resistance Androids, Anemone and Rose found themselves particularly occupied. Despite the busyness, the excitement of establishing a new home in this world filled their hearts with joy. The challenges they faced were worth it, considering the peace they had finally found.
However, amidst the harmonious atmosphere, Lucia's duty to confront the "pervert old man" trapped outside of time and space loomed. She reassured her wives about her return.
"After I kill that guy, I'm planning to date with you girls. So don't worry," Lucia promised.
"Are you going to bring another sister again?" Saeko inquired with a smile.
"Ahaha. Well..." Lucia chuckled, hinting at the possibility.
"Are you sure you are going to bring only one more sister?" Esdeath teased, smirking as she glanced at Salamandinay.
Salamandinay, a bit embarrassed under the gaze of the many beautiful girls, as well as her newfound sisters, could only look down in response. The light banter and playful conversation added a touch of warmth to the moment despite the impending mission Lucia had to undertake.
After conversing with her wives, Lucia took flight alongside two dragons, making her way to the portal in the sky, located a considerable distance from the city. Utilizing her stealth skill, Lucia vanished as soon as she reached the portal.
On the other side, she observed a blue para-mail and several other para-mails of different colors. Remaining unseen in stealth mode, Lucia silently passed them, heading to a considerable distance to observe the incoming battle.
In accordance with her plan, Lucia had already directed the two dragons to briefly engage the para-mail riders before retreating. As expected, the battle unfolded, but the para-mails appeared hesitant, taken aback by the unexpected confrontation. From her concealed vantage point, Lucia observed the skirmish.
However, one para-mail, seemingly losing control, headed straight for the dragons. Smoke billowed from the left engine, causing the para-mail to veer off course and plunge into the ocean. Yet, it surprisingly recovered, transforming back into humanoid form and redirected its path towards the dragons.
The other para-mails also transformed into humanoid forms and joined the chaotic fray. The situation quickly devolved into a messy and panicked encounter, far more disorganized than usual. The presence of two dragons seemed to unsettle the para-mails significantly. After a tumultuous fight, the dragons retreated, and one para-mail was left incapacitated, sinking into the ocean. The unexpected turn of events had left its mark on the skirmish.
The remaining para-mails, unable to retrieve the fallen one from the ocean and running low on fuel, made their way back to the base. Among them, undoubtedly, was Ange, signifying this moment as an early episode from the anime world. Fortunately, Tusk had yet to encounter Ange.
"Hmm… Let's follow the para-mail," Lucia muttered to herself, deciding to track the para-mail drifting towards an island at a considerable distance.
Lucia's curiosity stirred, wondering what kind of expression Tusk would display upon seeing Ange inside Villkiss (Para-mail). In the anime, she knew that Ange would wake up tied to a bed, and Lucia couldn't help but anticipate the real-life version of the scene. However, beneath the surface, Lucia harbored a deeper motive. She desired a reason to punch Tusk, who seemed to possess some sort of 'Lucky Pervert' passive skill.
Throughout the anime, Tusk consistently found himself in compromising positions with Ange, often falling into intimate encounters with her. Lucia's playful anticipation masked a touch of frustration with Tusk's seemingly inevitable and fortunate interactions with Ange.
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