Becoming the Wasteland Overlord With My Harem System!-Chapter 262: Tall, Dark, and... Handsome?
The dragon, observing Axel and the others returning to full health while it remained severely weakened, realized it had no chance of victory.
It was still disoriented from just waking up, further weakened by the strange chains binding its limbs and the curses tethered to its soul. It was no surprise that it couldn’t even take one of its opponents down with it, despite any attempts.
Its future appeared grim, even hopeless.
Yet, despite knowing it couldn’t win, the dragon...
[I... Will stop you, even if my very existence itself is removed from the universe!]
The dragon went for a final stand.
It was battered, wounded, and bleeding, looking as though it would perish if Axel and the others left it alone for even a few hours. Nevertheless, the fire in its eyes did not fade; it was still willing to fight, even at the cost of its life.
"...Let’s stop."
Only then did Axel finally calm down.
"You can understand our words, correct? Then let’s finish this peacefully."
Without waiting for a response, he took out another Ultimate Recovery Potion from his inventory and threw it toward the injured dragon.
The moment it hit the dragon’s hard scales, the bottle shattered, splashing the liquid everywhere. When the potion touched the dragon’s wounds, they vanished in an instant!
[W-What...?!]
"Master?!"
"S-Sir Axel, what the fuck?!"
Not only was the dragon confused, but the girls were too. Nina shot Axel a glare, as if he had just betrayed humanity by siding with the enemy. Yet, Axel remained calm. He raised a hand, letting his already melted blade drop, and declared,
"I am Axel Walker, and I am here to hunt down the evil dragon. You aren’t that dragon, are you? And you’re not its ally either, correct?"
[H-Hunt the evil dragon, Fafnir? So you weren’t controlled by his curse of Greed?]
Hearing Axel’s words, the black dragon felt as though it had just heard a joke. However, Axel’s gaze remained serious. The dragon had just experienced the brink of death, left nearly helpless against the onslaught of Axel’s group.
Even if it chose to retaliate, Axel’s companions would simply drink potions and restore their health.
After a moment of contemplation, the dragon finally spoke.
[A black sun will rise, bringing peace to both the over- and underworld.]
The dragon’s golden eyes focused on Axel, who stood just a few meters away. His armor was melted, and he was weaponless, yet he gazed straight at it with unwavering black pupils.
[I see... So it was you. The prophesized...]
The dragon closed its eyes and lowered its head. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
[I am sorry for attacking you earlier, oh valiant Black Sun, for I was simply doing my job.]
It explained before raising its head, folding its wings, and sitting like a dog on its hind legs.
Let me introduce myself properly. I am the former second princess of the Dragon Empire Arcadia, an old ally of Nidavellir, the kingdom of the dwarves—Bellachrona."
It introduced itself with a slight bow. [For hundreds of years, I have remained here, protecting the seal and ensuring that the evil dragon Fafnir remains sealed for all eternity.]
"P-Princess?!"
[Yes...] The dragon nodded in response to the girls’ outburst. [But I suppose this appearance might be too intimidating for you all. Please wait.]
After saying this, its gigantic figure was quickly enveloped in a bright flash. The light was so intense that everyone had to shield their eyes, waiting for it to fade.
When the light subsided, they all stared in astonishment at what remained.
There stood a beautiful black-haired girl.
She stood tall, perhaps a head taller than Axel. Her body was perfectly proportioned—her chest modest, her waist narrow, and her hips well-defined. Her skin was a rich chocolate brown, giving her an exotic appearance.
"You..."
"DON’T LOOK!"
Just as Axel was about to speak, Ria and Eve teamed up, pushing him to the ground and covering his ears and eyes.
"What were you thinking, Axel? Staring at a maiden’s naked body like it’s nothing?!" Ria scolded.
"My King, you pervert! At least try to avert your eyes!" Eve chimed in.
Axel, however, deliberately kept his gaze fixed. Not because he wanted to admire the beauty before him, but because he wasn’t entirely convinced she was truly "harmless" now.
Reflecting on it now, he realized he might have been too skeptical.
He had initiated the "peace talks" but still harbored doubts about the other party. It wouldn’t be polite to act any ruder, so he allowed the two girls to hold him down, covering his eyes and ears without offering excuses or putting up a fight.
Meanwhile, Arianne and the others went to find something for the dragon to wear.
Given their size differences, they had no choice but to rely on freshly bought items from the shop. Not long after, the two girls finally let go of Axel, allowing him to stand up.
In that brief moment, he couldn’t help but notice how the girls—who had been ready to fight Bellachrona just moments ago—were now chatting with her as if they were best friends.
’I really can’t figure out how girls change sides so fast...’
Just moments ago, they had doubted his offer for peace talks, but now that they knew the other party was a princess, they seemed more eager than he was! A slight change in appearance was all it took to shift their perspective.
Axel stared at the dragon, Bellachrona, and nodded. He had to admit that the girls had some fashion sense.
Taking Bellachrona’s height and striking features into account, they dressed her in unisex clothing: a loose white shirt, long denim pants, and rubber shoes. They even added a few accessories—a chain of golden bands for a bracelet, a silver necklace, and simple, dangling earrings that sparkled. To complete the look, they styled her hair into a ponytail, secured with a simple black band.
Rather than enhancing her beauty, she now resembled a tall, dark, and handsome long-haired guy, as if she were about to pick up some girls by the roadside with a thin, confident smile.
"Ahem!"
Axel cleared his throat, feeling an unexpected sense of rivalry—or perhaps jealousy—watching the girls fawn over her.
"Anyway, let’s continue our talks," he said. "Since you’re claiming to be here to seal that Fafnir or whatever dragon it was, that means it’s more powerful than you, correct?"
Bellachrona nodded, her expression growing serious.
"If Fafnir and I were to fight, I would lose nine out of ten times," she said. "And even if I did win, the world would be reduced to lifeless rubble by then."
A battle between two godlike beings, two dragons.
The destruction from such a clash would be unimaginable.
After all, just the fight between Fenrir and Greed was enough to obliterate a single nation. What would happen in a battle between two dragons?
