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Chapter 123: Making the Four Overlord my Pet



After Draco entered the White Tiger Cave, three days had passed. Lyraea and Ivy had been leveling up relentlessly. They had gone from Level 1 to Level 20 during these three days.

Elsa had been following them while the four Overlords waited for Draco. The other three Overlords did not return to their respective regions but stayed with the White Tiger, waiting for Draco's return.

If Draco's issue wasn't resolved, joining forces to fight him might be their only option to overcome him.

Not far from the cave, two ladies stood, staring at the carcass of a rabbit Volkoid before them. They were Lyraea and Ivy.

"I wonder when Darling will return," Ivy muttered, her expression full of longing. She missed her darling terribly.

"Don't worry. Draco will return safe and sound," Lyraea comforted her.

"Elsa, is Draco still alive?" Lyraea asked, speaking to the sky. There was a moment of silence before a silver-black crow flew down.

"How did you know I was following you?" Elsa was shocked that she had been discovered. On her shoulder sat her child, watching the scene.

"Do you call that hiding?" Lyraea asked disdainfully, her tone making Elsa feel a bit embarrassed. She had been looked down upon.

"When did you notice me?" Elsa asked, needing to know.

"Since the very first day," Lyraea replied without hesitation. Who was she? A former goddess. How could Elsa's petty tricks hide from her?

The only issue for Lyraea was her lack of strength. She hadn't awakened all her memories, especially those of the events that caused her to flee to this world.

Hearing Lyraea's words, Elsa felt helpless. It seemed she had been hiding like a fool.

"Is Draco still alive?" Ivy asked.

"Master is still alive. I can't feel any bad fluctuations from his soul," Elsa replied. If Draco had heard this, he would have called out in frustration. He had almost fallen into the depraved path of slaughter—how could he truly be okay? It seemed that the farther the distance between master and pet, the harder it was to sense each other's true state.

As they continued their journey, Elsa no longer bothered to hide since her cover had already been blown.

"Master is back," Elsa said suddenly. Her words brought joy to Ivy and Lyraea, who immediately asked Elsa to carry them as they rushed back to the tiger cave.

At the Tiger Cave

"He's back," the White Tiger announced, looking toward the cave. Draco's figure emerged as he walked out. He glanced around, searching for Elsa and the girls, but they were nowhere to be seen.

"They went for training," the White Tiger explained, noticing Draco's questioning gaze.

All the Overlords turned their eyes to Draco. They could sense a raging storm beneath his calm demeanor. It was clear Draco had gained immensely from his journey, leaving them wondering about his extraordinary luck.

Even the White Tiger, who had once entered the same place, was in awe. The strength of the blood Volkoid had been overwhelming, and he didn't have the stamina to fight them. This had forced him to flee in fear, deciding not to return until he was truly strong.

Draco nodded at the White Tiger, but before he could take another step, two shadows rushed toward him. Recognizing them, he smiled.

"I missed you, Darling," Ivy murmured, breathing in the familiar aura of her beloved. Lyraea said nothing, but her expression revealed her deep longing for him.

Draco smiled and patted their heads, causing Ivy's face to flush red with contentment. Lyraea shared the same expression, clearly enjoying Draco's affection.

After a moment, Draco gently separated them and turned to Elsa, who had entered with her daughter.

"You did well," he said, acknowledging her efforts.

Draco could see that both Ivy and Lyraea had grown stronger, and it made him genuinely happy for them.

"Bad Uncle is back. Will he disturb Mama?" Anna muttered in a low voice, but Draco could hear her clearly, making him feel like scolding her.

As he thought about it, he started to laugh. He took her from Elsa's arms. Anna's expression was like a demon had come for her, ready to slaughter. She tried to escape, but alas, she was far too weak in front of Draco.

Draco looked at the small girl in his hands, who was watching him cautiously. He gave her a light knock on her head. "I'm not a bad Uncle, but a good Uncle," he said.

Anna looked at her mother for help, but Elsa only smiled at her. This made Anna shiver. She turned back to Draco, pouting.

Draco found her expression adorable. Her puffed-up cheeks made him laugh. After a few minutes of talking and disciplining her lightly, Anna was now calling him "good Uncle." Draco didn't know why, but hearing this made him feel oddly proud.
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He then set her down, but she didn't leave. "Carry me, good Uncle," she said. Her words made Draco laugh. Wasn't she running away from him just moments ago? Now that she realized he wasn't a bad Uncle, she wanted him to carry her.

Everyone watched the scene silently. Ivy and Lyraea, however, felt a bit jealous.

"Papa, carry me," Lyraea said, opening her arms wide. Draco turned and felt a headache coming on. He never thought they'd be jealous of a child. It seemed Ivy's jealousy was starting to influence Lyraea.

Draco looked at her and saw the puppy-dog eyes she was giving him. "Okay," he said, using his free hand to lift her up.

Lyraea had a content expression as she rested her head on Draco's chest. However, Draco had forgotten about someone.

"Darling, I want to be carried too," Ivy said, her jealous expression apparent. A wave of frustration hit Draco.

He quickly tried to put Lyraea and Anna down. There was no way he could carry an adult like Ivy as well. But the two refused, clinging tightly to him and making it impossible for him to set them down.

Draco was helpless. "How can I carry you when you're so big?" he said, exasperated.

Then Ivy did something shocking. Her body began to shrink until she transformed into a three-year-old girl. Draco just stood there, speechless.

Bending down, Ivy jumped onto his back with a satisfied expression.

The Overlords watched the scene in silence. Even Elsa was surprised at her daughter's sudden attachment to Draco, especially since she had been calling him a bad Uncle not long ago.

Now Draco was carrying one on each arm and Ivy on his back. Every so often, the girls would argue.

"Stop touching good Uncle!"

"Stop touching Papa!"

"Stop touching Darling!"

Draco sighed in defeat. Ivy and Lyraea were no longer acting like mature women, behaving instead like children, competing with Anna.

He decided to focus on other matters and turned to the Overlords. "Which one of you would like to become my pet?" Draco asked with a bright smile, showing his teeth.

The Overlords immediately looked at him warily.

Draco grinned. "Don't worry; it's not a slave contract. It's an equal contract. The only requirement is that you don't betray me or do anything to harm me. You'll also need to assist in battles, though I doubt I'll need much help. You can ask Elsa—she's my pet now. You've probably noticed her bloodline has improved..." Draco began enticing them with his words.

The Overlords glanced at Elsa, their expressions thoughtful. They could see the changes in her. For Volkoids, the rank of their bloodline was everything. And Draco wasn't weak; he had defeated the former Elsa.

After some deliberation, they all agreed to become his pets.


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