VOLUME 12 Chapter 9

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 Walking around, Jackson's eyes were in full combat mode. Tracking even the falling snowflakes as Bahamut cheerily walked behind him holding up an umbrella to herself. Wearing nothing but her extremely revealing lingerie and a thin bra that only covered her areola and white skimpy panties, she'd merrily get close to him, smiling at the man whose face was as serious as can be.

Looking at his eyes as she peeked over his shoulders, the Dragon could notice the man was trying his best to be in a zen state. Not to be fooled by the bodily needs of Man and the tendencies of lust as he looked onto the park and the Holy See Offices. The large white structures have multiple storeys high and gated windows on the sides where the entrance to the backyard lay.

"Muehehehehehe..." hearing her, the Knight could only swallow his soul as he quickly turns around from the right side. Avoiding her as he continues his patrol around the middle part of the city under the cloudy night sky. With the stars nowhere to be seen nor the Moon and its Satellite. It gave him the perfect concealment as even the well lit alleyways couldn't help but hide his shadow and silhouette. But the Dragon tailing him made it hard to do any sneaking, constantly peeking in front of him from his shoulders or trailing at his sides. With each look, the Dragon's expression only got more and more devious, with her sharp metallic horns even growing and revealing itself on her Human form.

"Oh come on, Master. Don't you wanna look at me?"

"If I do, I might not be able to detect whoever tries to do anything. I swear to God, I'll peel their eyes off with a toothpick."

"Ahahahahaha! Oh I love this version of you Master. Don't worry, there's no one out here but the two of us."

She then jogs past him and walks in front of him. Stopping the man right in his tracks. With bare legs and feet, she did a swirl like what Elizabeth and Alana would do to impress him. The man couldn't help but react. His cheeks blushing red as he turns away and once again starts walking back to the park. The Dragon only got more bold as she noticed his obvious natural reaction to such a beautiful body.

The man was utterly defenseless against her. A match up of epic unfairness as all he could do as try and try to turn his eyes away from her allure. Though she didn't wield it as devilish and methodical as Elizabeth with her equally attractive nature. Bahamut's more natural and unforgiving relentless attacks were just as devastating. Like a Dragon who had spotted its prey and would stop at nothing from getting its meal for the day.

"Ahahahaha! You are so easy, Master!"

"S-Shush it! How can I not get turned on when you're looking like that?! And again! Wear something when you're going outside!"

"Well... what can I say?"

Lifting her arms over her head, revealing her armpits that were as clean as could be, without any marks or blemishes, her body was akin to art in the form of a human. A body only given to those blessed by the best genes a human could give to a living being. Kicking snow to him, her soles had no splits or ridges. It was completely clean and like that of a newborn. With skin that has never made contact with any hard work or dirt.

Jackson breathed in and out. Slowly catching his breath as Bahamut continued to tease and laugh in front of him. His gaze was still stoic but he couldn't help but look at her, even with every fiber of his body going against him and his brain's wishes and would constantly train his eyes on her. "Sheesh. Why is she like this? Tsk. Her body is like it's been carved by the Gods with the help of its Angels. The sculpture of the woman you'll never get but in a dream in Human form." as he slaps himself, his eyes still end up looking at her. "Bwahahahahaha! Master! Look at you and your reactions! More! More! More!"

Her loud voice rings out the empty street. With Jackson just sighing and trying his best to find his inner peace as she needlessly twirled around him. Joyfully teasing and relentlessly attacking the man with her inhuman looks.

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