The group was still buzzing with introductions when a sudden weight slammed into Nyxion from behind.

"Nyxionnnnn~!" a teary voice wailed.

Nyxion staggered forward a step before giggling softly, her elegant tail curling in amusement. Strong arms wrapped around her waist as a petite noble girl clung to her back like a koala, sniffling dramatically.

Ling — the same noble girl Nyxion had decisively defeated during the trials — buried her face between Nyxion’s shoulder blades, refusing to let go.

"You’re already leaving...? Without saying goodbye properly? So mean... I thought we were friends now!" Ling whined, her voice muffled against Nyxion’s clothes.

Nyxion reached back and gently patted the smaller girl’s head. "I’m not disappearing forever, Ling. We’ll see each other tomorrow at classes."

Ling peeked out, pouting cutely, only to freeze when her gaze landed on Ebba Blackthorn.

Ebba stood with her arms folded tightly beneath her massive breasts, pushing the enormous orbs up even higher, her purple eyes staring intently at the newcomer.

Ling’s eyes widened like saucers. Her mouth fell open. "S-She... She is the Vice Chancellor’s daughter! Mirielle Moonveil’s daughter!"

No one in Aiden’s group looked surprised. They already knew.

Ebba huffed proudly, deliberately squeezing her arms tighter so her chest bounced noticeably. "Hmph. Took you long enough to notice."

Nyxion smiled gracefully and made the introductions. "Ling, this is Ebba Blackthorn — my husband’s sister-in-law. Ebba, this is Ling, my new friend from the trials."

Ebba smirked. "I saw your duel with her. You put up a decent fight."

Ling’s cheeks flushed. "T-Thank you...? Wait — Sister-In-Law? Then that means your husband is... the Vice Chancellor’s son-in-law?!"

The revelation hit Ling like a second flying kick. She nearly slipped off Nyxion’s back in shock.

Aiden chuckled. "Guilty."

Ling’s brain seemed to short-circuit for a moment before she recovered, still clinging tightly to Nyxion’s back like a determined backpack. Being short had its disadvantages — and advantages, apparently.

Venya stepped forward shyly, clasping her hands. "My Lord... should Venya...?"

Aiden gave her a warm nod. "Go ahead."

Venya’s face lit up with pure joy. "Yes, My Lord!"

The air around her shimmered violently.

A deep, resonant thrum rolled through the ground — not mere sound, but raw pressure. Small pebbles lifted into the air before dropping.

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[VENYA: FULL BEAST FORM INITIATED]

[UNIFORM WILL BE SAVED AS PART OF THE SYSTEM SO IT RETURNS WHEN SHE REVERTS TO HUMANOID]

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Crimson light exploded outward like a supernova.

Venya’s petite body dissolved in a violent storm of scarlet scales and glowing molten cracks. Her legs thickened into powerful, muscular haunches. Her arms stretched and reshaped into massive clawed wings. A long, sinuous tail whipped out behind her, ending in a razor-sharp spade. Blackened bone spines erupted along her spine like deadly ornaments.

Her face elongated into a terrifying draconic maw filled with obsidian fangs that dripped liquid magma. Twin curved horns, crowned with flickering crimson flame, swept back from her brow.

And then the wings unfurled.

BOOM.

Twenty-five meters of midnight-black and crimson dragon rose into the evening sky, wings so vast they momentarily blotted out the fading sunlight and cast the entire area into dramatic shadow. Her scales gleamed like cooled lava, with glowing molten veins pulsing beneath. Twin furnaces of molten red eyes fixed on Aiden with unmistakable love and adoration.

Ling’s jaw dropped so hard it nearly unhinged. "D-D-Dragon?!"

Ebba’s purple eyes sparkled with wild excitement. "Holy shit, Bro! Your wife turns into that?! That’s the coolest thing I’ve seen all day!"

Venya lowered her massive head until her snout was level with the group. Hot breath washed over them, carrying the scent of smoke, molten iron, and something strangely sweet — like cinnamon and brimstone.

Aiden stepped forward without fear and placed his palm flat against the scaled ridge of her nose. Venya rumbled deeply — a sound like distant thunder mixed with a contented purr that vibrated through everyone’s bones.

Ling, still clinging to Nyxion’s back like a limpet, squeaked, "C-Can I touch her?! Just once?! She’s beautiful... and terrifying... mostly beautiful!"

Ebba laughed loudly. "Move over, shortstack. I want a turn too! Does she do barrel rolls? Can she breathe fire? Wait — can I ride her?!"

Slowly, the wives climped up on Venya

Nyxion chuckled softly. "Ling, let go. I’ll see you tomorrow."

Ling whined but reluctantly slid off Nyxion’s back, landing on her feet with a pout. Nyxion gracefully climbed onto Venya’s broad neck, settling comfortably between two spines.

Only Aiden and Ebba remained on the ground.

Aiden turned to the voluptuous redhead with his trademark smug smirk. In one smooth, quick motion, he scooped Ebba up into a bridal carry, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back — right beneath her massive breasts.

"W-Wait! Bro! Put me down!" Ebba protested, her face exploding into a bright blush that matched her hair. Her enormous chest jiggled heavily against his arm as she squirmed. "I can climb by myself, you idiot! This is embarrassing!"

Aiden ignored her half-hearted complaints and leaped smoothly onto Venya’s back, landing lightly with Ebba still securely in his arms.

Ebba’s blush deepened as she realized the position — cradled against Aiden’s chest while sitting on a dragon. "Y-You’re enjoying this way too much..."

"Maybe," Aiden teased, not letting her go just yet.

Ling lifted her hand in farewell, waving enthusiastically. "Be safe, all of you! Don’t let the dragon eat anyone important!"

Venya’s massive wings snapped open with a sound like cracking thunder. The downdraft left dust, leaves, and a few unfortunate squeaking familiars whirled chaotically. Ebba yelped and instinctively clung tighter to Aiden.

With a powerful surge, Venya launched into the sky.

The ground fell away rapidly as the dragon climbed, wings beating with majestic force. The academy campus shrank beneath them, lights twinkling like stars.

Ebba, still bridal-carried and pressed firmly against Aiden, looked down and then back at him, her purple eyes wide with a mix of thrill and embarrassment. "Okay... this is actually pretty cool. But if you drop me, I’m telling Edda you’re a terrible brother-in-law!"

Aiden laughed, the wind whipping through his hair. "Not planning on dropping family."

From her position further up Venya’s neck, Nyxion called back with a rare playful tone, "Ebba, try not to touch my Heart Lord too obviously on your first flight!"

"I’m not touching—!" Ebba started, only to realize one of her hands had instinctively pressed onto Aiden’s chest. She yanked it back as if burned, face now scarlet. "This dragon is too bumpy!"

Zerra, clinging happily behind Nyxion, giggled loudly. "Ebba’s face is the same color as her hair!"

Selvara huffed from her spot, arms crossed even while riding a dragon. "Hmph. Showing off again..."

Luna’s tail wagged furiously in the wind as she purred, "Master looks good carrying new family~"

Venya rumbled happily beneath them, the sound vibrating through everyone like a living engine. She banked gently, giving them all a breathtaking view of the academy grounds glowing in the twilight.

Venya soared steadily through the evening sky, her powerful wings cutting through the cool air with rhythmic grace. The academy grounds had long since faded into a glittering tapestry of lights far below.

Aiden finally set Ebba down gently on the broad, scaled ridge of Venya’s back, right behind Lysandra. The wind whipped fiercely around them, but the dragon’s body provided a surprisingly stable platform.

"Grab onto her properly," Aiden instructed, his voice calm despite the rushing air. "She won’t let you fall, but hold tight."

Ebba’s cheeks were still flushed from being carried bridal-style. She grumbled but nodded, holdimg onto her. "Y-Yeah, yeah... I’ve got it. Not like I needed the princess treatment, Bro."

Aiden smirked and turned away, walking across Venya’s broad back as if the howling wind didn’t exist. He moved with effortless confidence toward Valeforia, Nayla, and Selvara.

The moment they saw him approaching, Valeforia and Nayla beamed brightly, their eyes sparkling with open affection. Selvara, however, only huffed and turned her face away, though her pointed ears twitched tellingly.

Without hesitation, Aiden sat down between Nayla and Valeforia. Before Selvara could protest, he reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her smoothly onto his lap.

"Ah—!" Selvara yelped, her pale cheeks flushing crimson as she landed straddling one of his thighs. Her delicate membrane wings pressed flush against his chest, the sensitive membranes trembling at the contact.

"Idiot! What are you doing?!" she hissed, though there was no real heat in her voice — only flustered embarrassment.

Aiden’s arms wrapped around her from behind, his hands settling possessively over her tummy where their child was growing. "Just making sure my pregnant wife is comfortable," he murmured against her ear, voice low and teasing. "You’ve been alone too long."

Nayla leaned in from the side with a naughty grin, her hand resting on Aiden’s thigh. "Look at her face~ She’s so cute when she pretends she doesn’t like it."

Valeforia chuckled wickedly, pressing her own voluptuous body closer so her breasts brushed against Aiden’s arm. "Mmm, Selvara’s ears are turning red again. Does it feel good sitting on Saviour’s lap like this? With his hands right there on your belly?"

Selvara squirmed, but Aiden’s grip kept her firmly in place. "S-Shut up... both of you..." she muttered, though her body betrayed her as she leaned back slightly into his chest.

Aiden’s fingers gently caressed her stomach in slow, possessive circles. "Our baby is growing well," he whispered hotly against the shell of her ear. "Let me spoil you a little."

Selvara’s breath hitched. When she felt the warmth of his hands, she instinctively placed her own smaller hand over his, trembling pale white eyes glancing over her shoulder at him. The usual tsundere mask cracked, revealing raw affection.

Aiden smiled softly at her — that rare, genuine smile reserved only for his wives.

Selvara’s resolve melted. She leaned in and kissed him. Aiden kissed her back deeply, one hand staying protectively on her belly while the other slid up to cup the back of her neck, pulling her closer. The kiss grew heated, tongues brushing as the wind howled around them.

From a short distance away, Ebba watched the entire scene with wide purple eyes, her massive chest rising and falling a little faster than usual.

Lysandra, ever the graceful one, moved over and sat beside the stunned redhead, speaking gently. "Isn’t he different?" she asked softly, watching Aiden with fond eyes. "Most humans... hate demons, you know. They fear them, enslave them, or worse. Yet here he is — marrying them, loving them, protecting them without hesitation. Even carrying a child with Selvara, a demoness."

Ebba swallowed, still staring. "Yeah... Edda told me he was special, but seeing it is something else. He’s got a whole harem of different races and he treats every single one of you like you’re the center of his world."

Valeforia, still pressed against Aiden’s side, called over with a sultry laugh. "He’s greedy. But he’s our greedy husband. Right, Selvara~?"

Selvara broke the kiss with a gasp, lips glistening, face burning. "D-Don’t drag me into your nonsense!"

Nayla giggled and leaned over to plant a kiss on Aiden’s neck. "Look at her trying to act tough while sitting so obediently on his lap. Her wings are even twitching happily."

Selvara’s demon wings twitched behind her in clear embarrassment. "It is not!"

Aiden chuckled darkly, his hand giving her belly another slow, affectionate rub. "You’re so cute when you’re flustered, Selva. Does our baby like when Daddy holds Mommy like this?"

Selvara made a small, needy sound and buried her face against his shoulder, wings fluttering. "Y-You’re shameless..."

Ebba couldn’t look away. "Holy crap... he’s got her completely wrapped around his finger. And she’s pregnant? That’s... actually really hot."

Lysandra smiled knowingly. "You’ll get used to it."

Nyxion added with a grin, "Or perhaps... you’ll want to join in eventually?"

Ebba’s face turned as red as her hair. "H-Hey! I just got here! Don’t start recruiting me already!"

Zerra bounced over excitedly, nearly losing her balance in the wind. "Ebba! Do you want Hero to pull you onto his lap too? He’s really good at it!"

"Zerra!" multiple voices scolded at once.

Ebba laughed nervously, squeezing her thighs together as she held tighter. "I-I’m good right here."

Nayla winked at her. "There’s always room. Husband is very generous with his affection."

Aiden finally broke his attention from Selvara, who was still blushing furiously on his lap, and looked toward Ebba with that signature smug smirk. "Ebba, do you want me to drag you over here next."

Ebba’s purple eyes widened, but a bold, challenging grin quickly replaced her surprise. "Hah! Big words for someone already occupied with a pregnant demon on his lap! Try me, Bro. I bite back."

Luna purred loudly from her spot. "Master, she’s feisty! I like her already."

Valeforia licked her lips. "Another spicy addition to the family? Edda really knows how to pick interesting sisters."

Selvara, still nestled against Aiden, muttered under her breath, "All of you are hopeless..."

Aiden’s free hand slid lower on Selvara’s body, giving her thigh a firm, possessive squeeze. "Hopelessly in love with all of you," he corrected smoothly, earning happy purrs, giggles, and blushes from the group.

Ebba watched the intimate, teasing chaos unfolding around her and shook her head, a reluctant smile forming. "This is going to be one wild ride... literally and figuratively."

Venya rumbled beneath them in agreement, the sound vibrating pleasantly through everyone as the dragon carried her beloved husbanf and his ever-growing family through the starlit sky toward home.

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END OF Chapter : 335 : EBBA BLACKTHORN!

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