Dragon King's Harem Chapter 329. Kidnapping The Lizard King

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 329. Kidnapping The Lizard King

Al and I turned in unison to face Viperax, his frown etching deeper lines across his scaled visage. At that moment, Al's finger twitched with practiced finesse, a subtle signal to unleash his Shadow Manipulation skill.

The shadows in the tent, now stirred with a newfound vitality. Like serpents hungry for prey, they slithered with purpose. Viperax's body became ensnared, a dance of darkness manifesting into ethereal bindings that coiled around him in an instant. The Lizard King gasped, his struggles revealing the limitations of his reptilian strength against Al’s shadow force.

Yet, I knew the grip was temporary. The shadows, while formidable, could only contain Viperax for a brief moment. It was a calculated move, a means to assert dominance rather than incapacitate. Simultaneously, I snapped my fingers, a resonant echo that heralded the manifestation of my portal. It materialized behind Viperax.

His soldiers, sensing the imminent threat to their king, and his wives, sharing in his peril, swiftly prepared for a coordinated response.

Before their intentions could materialize into action, I flicked my fingers with practiced precision. My Telekinetic skill surged into play. Viperax, caught in the ethereal grip, was propelled with a forceful urgency toward the waiting portal. It was a rough and unceremonious journey, a stark contrast to the regality he usually exuded.

Simultaneously, the soldiers and wives, attempting to rally to Viperax's defense, found themselves defying gravity. My invisible power acted as a forceful barrier, bouncing them away in the opposite direction. The sudden reversal disrupted their coordinated response, sowing confusion among their ranks.

Amidst the orchestrated chaos, Al wasted no time. With a decisive charge, he lunged into the portal after Viperax, disappearing into the swirling vortex.

"Evelina, Jyne, treat our guests well. Eir, I'll leave the others to you," I commanded, my words hanging in the air as I wasted no time. The urgency of the situation propelled me forward, and without waiting for their responses, I swiftly moved toward the shimmering portal.

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Evelina, Jyne and Eir's PoV

Once the portal sealed itself, panic rippled through Viperax's soldiers and wives. The sudden disappearance of their king left them disoriented, and the air crackled with tension. In an instant, weapons were drawn, and spells were readied, casting an ominous atmosphere over the tent.

Evelina and Jyne, however, remained unruffled, their demeanor almost mocking. They sat calmly, defiant expressions etched on their faces. Jyne, with a deliberate nonchalance, lifted her glass to her lips, taking a sip as if savoring the chaos around her.

At the forefront, Eir took a strategic stance, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. His gaze shifted to Viperax's panicking entourage. The unspoken threat lingered in the air, a palpable tension that seemed ready to ignite.

The dragon soldiers mirrored Eir's readiness, their hands firmly gripping their weapons. The scene resembled a standoff, both sides prepared for a clash that hung in the balance.

Viperax's wives confronted Evelina and Jyne. One of Viperax's wives, her face contorted with concern and anger, demanded answers. “What does all this mean?!” she exclaimed, her eyes darting between Evelina and Jyne. The uncertainty in the air was palpable.

The other wife raised the stakes by invoking the possibility of war. "Do you want to wage war with the lizard tribe?!" she warned, a clear threat in her tone.

Evelina, however, remained composed, her response carrying a calm assurance. “Relax, sister. My husband is just taking your husband to hang out. They'll be back soon, unscathed," she replied with a subtle smile, attempting to ease the escalating tension. Her words, though polite, held a hint of mystery, adding to the intrigue.

Jyne, who had been relatively silent, couldn't resist interjecting with her own touch of sarcasm. “Just take a seat and relax,” she added, her words a mix of casual dismissal and underlying mischief. The twitch of her fingers betrayed a readiness to unleash her magical prowess if the situation demanded it.

This plan was a bit sudden. An acknowledgment that any misstep could plunge them back into the chaos of war. Yet, after conducting final checks and assessing the risks, Argod resolved to proceed.

The prospect of war loomed, an undesirable but looming consequence if Viperax chose to escalate the situation. Argod, however, viewed it as a last resort. His desire was clear — to conclude the matter peacefully without resorting to the horrors of conflict.

Argod's decision to execute the plan underscored his commitment to protecting the dragon tribe. While war was an unwelcome outcome, he wanted to make it abundantly clear that the dragon tribe would not tolerate any interference or disturbance. The threat, veiled in the complex dance of diplomacy and power, carried the weight of a warning. It was a proclamation: the dragon tribe would not hesitate to defend its honor and sovereignty.

"Take a seat and relax?!" Viperax's wife's voice reverberated through the tent, laden with concern and anxiety. Her eyes darted between Evelina and Jyne, searching for reassurance that seemed elusive in the face of uncertainty. "How can we do that when we don't even know our husband's fate?!" she shouted, her words echoing the collective worry that hung in the air.

Evelina maintained her calm demeanor, her eyes reflecting a confidence that bordered on defiance. "Like I said, they'll be back soon, unscathed," she reiterated, her voice a soothing balm that sought to ease the escalating tension. The subtle smile on her face remained, signifying her unwavering assurance.

Jyne placed an hourglass on her table, the glass vessel containing the inexorable flow of time. With deliberate intent, she let the grains of sand fall. "One hour. At least give them time an hour," she declared, her tone firm and resolute.

"After one hour, then what?! What if they don't come back?!" Viperax's wife pressed, her eyes reflecting the fear that lingered in her heart.

Jyne met her gaze, offering a reassuring nod. "Don't worry, they will," she said with a confidence that bordered on certainty.