The Primal Hunter

Jake tossed the token up and down as he looked at the beautiful carving of a red dragon on it. It was clearly made of high-tier metal, produced as a show-off piece for the Emberflight to display how wealthy and powerful they were.

Which was just the problem. They were large and powerful. Annoyingly so.

Could Jake just use the token, contact Helen, make her meet him, and force her to take him to some superior who could make everyone fuck off? Potentially, but in order to do that, Jake would have to show he had enough backing to not either get himself thrown out or killed outright. Considering he was a member of the Order – or at least it was believed he was a member – they probably wouldn’t kill him. Not wanting to meet him, however… yeah, that one had a big chance. In fact, chances are they would use this opportunity to have Jake bring out his backer to discuss the issue in his place. They believed Jake’s backer was an S-grade, after all, which wasn’t something the Emberflight was afraid of in the least.

“Why is this so damn complicated,” Jake muttered to himself. He needed that damn Helen woman to just back off. That was the crux of it. It wasn’t like the entire Dragonflight bothered him, just her. As long as he could make her not bother him or Meira, that should at least buy them some time.

Of course, there was always the option of just outing himself as the Chosen of the Malefic Viper, but he wasn’t that keen on it. Not yet, at least. It would also make life even harder for Meira if everyone knew he was the Chosen and would get her flooded with people wanting to use her to get to him. Reika and the others would also get bothered if anyone found out they had arrived at the Order together.

Jake himself also didn’t see himself living a quiet life, but he at least had some countermeasures. Shroud of the Primordial would allow him to hide his level and presence from everyone, and he was a human, so as long as he changed his clothes a bit and still wore a mask, no one would be able to figure out who he was.

I need to approach this differently… Jake thought after thinking for a while as he considered different things he could do. He needed to get Helen off his back and…

“Oh!” Jake suddenly realized. A big grin appeared on his face as he took out his black token to contact a certain someone who would be able to offer more than an adequate distraction. Someone who had shown interest in the dragonkin before and wasn’t someone even the Emberflight could disregard.

Draskil.

He had not seen the Malefic Dragonkin for a while but hoped he was doing well. Jake also wanted to check in to see if he was a potential candidate for the Nevermore party he was assembling, though he felt Draskil already had other plans.

Making a magical phone call, Jake soon got a response.

“Why does the Chosen contact me?” Draskil responded in an odd mix of annoyance, respectfulness and snark.

“I was wondering if you remember that Helenstromoz woman,” Jake answered.

“The hot dragonkin with the large tits and sexy tail? Yeah, I remember her,” Draskil confirmed.

“Great, I have some issues in that department and wondered if you could assist me,” Jake asked, kind of happy that Draskil remembered her, though he wasn’t sure how to feel about the way he remembered her.

“Sure. Meet up? Can be my place or yours.”

Jake thought for a moment. “Let’s make it your place.”

When he considered it, Jake had never seen the residence of another member of the Order besides Reika. Plus, he wanted to see if Villy had done some weird stuff with his mansion or if getting a huge compound of several buildings really was the standard for those with black tokens.

“Fine, I won’t bother cleaning anything up, though. Also, there are others around, so be sure to hide your status,” the dragonkin said, sending over his address.

at Draskil’s place for

up with Draskil, or to, at the very least, have her feel what it was like to have someone annoying you the same way she annoyed him. Draskil also had a Divine Blessing, while Jake only displayed himself as having a lesser Blessing, so if some old ancestor did decide to get involved for some reason, Draskil would offer solid backup when it came to status. Plus, the dragonkin had

of Draskil. It took a bit as the dragonkin had to give permission for him

odd smell hit him. Frowning, Jake observed his sphere and saw the source straight

walked over, wearing

also

Dragonkin – lvl

he was only level 204. Given the level advantage he had on Jake, he would have assumed the dragonkin would be further ahead by

the two other people he saw in the background. Two heads peeked out a doorway, spying on them as they talked. He recognized neither of them,

can we find somewhere private

with a large

to follow, and instantly, Jake noticed the way the dragonkin chose. It wasn’t the fastest route, but it went through the

would be other people around. When he had said people, Jake had assumed he maybe had some friends over or something… what Jake had not expected was for these “people” to be seventy-six women

Jake through the room as the many women directed their gazes at Jake, making him feel

you see any you like…” Draskil said with

he tried very hard not to look anywhere. Oh yeah, had Jake forgotten to mention that less than half

mansion was the laboratory, but Jake quickly saw that Draskil had transformed it into a training chamber. On the topic of the layout of the mansions, Draskil’s wasn’t entirely like Jake’s, but it was pretty similar. The most significant difference was that in the main mansion, Draskil had removed a number of walls to make a massive living room, and some of the other buildings around the place were different. Jake’s library was far bigger, too, something he was certain Villy was

they entered the training chamber. “I didn’t want to say anything out there when they could hear, but that is kind of cold; a lot of them seemed excited when I said I would have a human friend over. It isn’t like they need to know who you really

made clear.

he took a seat on a sofa off to the side of the chamber. “They are chicks I met, liked, and asked to come back to my place and stay around. They come

a damn harem really that common? Jake asked himself as he also went

now beginning to doubt his plan of having Draskil distract

so don’t worry, a lot of them seemed interested when I mentioned you,” Draskil once more made clear. “Though a lot also aren’t, as they prefer a more…

I came here for,” Jake quickly

offer and take her as your woman? Or is it the opposite, that she won’t take no for

the latter,” Jake answered as he roughly explained the situation of how Helen had approached Meira to

Jake was done explaining, Draskil just looked at him

Jake

information in return. What is your issue here? Sounds like it is a win for both and and the elf if the elf girl knows

me got

head. “You think those women out there all like me for who I am? Fuck no, they like that I have a Divine Blessing, that I am a Malefic Dragonkin, and that I have a black token. Luckily for me, I do have all these things making at least half of them want to carry my offspring. It sounds like the elf girl only benefitted from this encounter, and if she only benefitted because someone wanted something from her, then who cares? As I said, everyone wants something from

intentions are made clear beforehand and not hidden. If she had come to Meira

shrugged. “I still don’t see the big deal, but sure, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. So, why did you want to meet me, and what do you

clout, but with your Divine Blessing, the Emberflight might just decide to listen and back off,” Jake explained. “Plus… if I can get Helen to be less interested in me and more interested