Million World Game

After putting away the wheel, I thought I might as well check out the new summons that I had gotten. If it was anything like it had been when I'd fought it, then it would be a good thing to have in this messed up forest that I found myself within.

Biting my lips, I flick through the screen and went back to my summoning page and looked for the line with the name of the Dragon. I found it quickly since it was also glowing on the page.

There were two things that could happen, I knew that my summons knew what had killed them. Envy had remembered, but he didn't ever turn on me for killing him. Now, I didn't know what the Dragon would do, but I hoped that it wouldn't try to kill me again if I did summon it.

Sucking in a deep breath, I decided to just do it. There would be time to regret it later if it turned out bad.

"Summon The Bone Dragon," I muttered and to my surprise, a pillow of grey smoke appears and a golden rune appears on the back of Royal. It was a rather small, compared to how big it was when I'd fought it, summoning circle.

In a second, a tiny figure appeared, it had the same clear mesh around its body with tiny little tentacles. And it tiny bone body appeared before me, it was about the size of a tiny bin. Its black eyes turned and looked at me, and I felt malice.

Within a split second, the tiny baby dragon launched itself towards me and I flinched, but in an instant Envy's hands that had been massaging my hips left them and quickly grabbed the dragon that was a couple inches from my face.

'Puny human, how dare you kill me and pilfer my body to your heart's desire! I am the mighty dragon of these sandy planes!' His voice squeaked out and I almost cried as it was so funny, a laugh left my throat with unabashed amusement.

"Watch how you talk to your new Master!" Envy's voice growled out as he squeezed the slime-covered dragon, whose tentacles were trying to pry Envy's hands off his body.

'Let go you, foul clown!' The little tiny dragon snapped again. I kept laughing, tears almost pouring out of my eyes at this rate.

'Be quiet you dragon mini-lighter,' Envy snorts as he squeezes the dragon even more. It tried to free itself from Envy's hand as he squeezed his body. The dragon had an acute sense of fear towards Envy, considering he was the one that had sliced off both of his wings.

Squinting my eyes, I try to sooth the painful cramps that laced my stomach from all the laughing. Glancing at the dragon, I could still feel the overbearing power of the creature, but he was far weaker then he'd been when in his full grown body.

Plus, he was too small to ride on, my dream of flying through the sky would have to wait for another time. "Hand him to me," I say, coughing a bit as I reach for the tiny dragon in Envy's hands.

Envy moves it towards me and releases his hold on the dragon. I hold him in one of my hands and use my other to grab his tiny skeleton wings that are covered in the gooey mesh.

It was quite cool to the touch, this slimy membrane, wasn't altogether that slimy, it was like gel almost. I rubbed his wings between my fingers and it didn't really seem to be something that this little tiny dragon was okay with.

Seeming to finally realize that he was no longer in the hands of the manic that had chopped off his wings, he began his struggle once again.

'Unhand me, witch!' His voice screamed out and I flinched, it was quite loud.

What an annoying little thing this was.

"Hush now, you need to chill out. I'm bigger and stronger than you are, so why don't we play nice, shall we?" I ask him and rub a hand along his wing.

A dark look passes over his bone like face. His pride was sorely hurt at the moment, he used to be the strongest, but now some woman dares say that she was stronger than him. That was a large blow to his ego.

'Dirty Witch,' he snarls but he does stop struggling and I release my killer grip on his body, and I lower him down onto my leg.

Well looks like he understood where he stands.

'What do you want Witch?' He asks me and I give him a small smile.

I smiled to myself feeling even more pleased. "The [Fruit of a Thousand Tongues] do you know of it?" I asked rubbing the tiny dragon's back with my finger. He was rather ugly but that in itself was quite charming.

He was ugly cute!

His tail flicked and I kept rubbing his squishy back. 'Indeed, I know of the fruit. Why would you seek that?' He asks.

"It's a task given to me by the Dryad of this forest," I tell him with a shrug.

Well, at least this would cut down on the searching that I had to do.

"Can you tell me where to find it?" I ask him, as I raise a hand and a map appears in my hand.

'Why should I tell you?' He huffs out and a small amount of smoke filtered out through his nostrils.

The finger I was rubbing down his back stopped and I opened my hand and grabbed his back squeezing him between my finger. His little claws scratched at my skin, breaking the flesh and causing them to bleed but I didn't stop.

Picking him up I raise him towards my face so he's level with my eyes.

"Tell me, unless you want me to kill you... again." I smiled as I glared down at him with my eyes.

A shiver ran through the dragon's body at that moment. He knew that she would follow through on that threat. He stopped waving his claws around and hung limply in her hand. It seems that he had no choice but to help this woman.

"You filthy monster," Envy's voice sounded as he grabbed my hand that was still holding the dragon. "How dare you make her bleed!" He snarls.

I release the dragon and let Envy toss him onto Royal's back. He bends his head down and licks the blood that runs down my hand, from the little claws of the dragon.

"Want to tell me where to find them then?" I ask him as I use my free hand to motion the map. He gives me a sour look but crawls forwards towards the map.

He delicately walks across the map, making sure that his claws don't cut into the map. What a smart boy, I gushed when he didn't cut my map.

Raising a claw hand, he places his hand down on the section of the map that I had been heading towards.

"You don't say," I mutter and I pull my hand away from Envy's wanting mouth. He'd already cleaned off the blood and the wounds had closed but he was sucking on my fingers like they were made of sugar.

It was so annoying.

"Mistress," he huffed in my ear, his hands sliding down my waist and gripping them. It was a bit painful, his grip on my hips. I could feel something hard pressing into my back, I felt my eye twitch. This dog, I thought to myself.

Turning around slightly I grab his face. His green eyes were glazed over with lust, some of my blood was still on his lip.

"Either calm that down or you can go away," I snapped at him. Before releasing his jaw and turning back to the dragon. This one was such a handful, my hand felt sticky, I sigh to myself.

"It's tiring calling you dragon, do you have a name?" I ask the dragon that still standing on the map. His tail was flicking through the air a lot like a cat's tail.

A prideful look took over the dragon's face and more smoke puffed out from his nostrils. "Be grateful that you've managed to receive me, the great Ignatius," he smirked, even more, his wings stood up as he wanted to be praised.

I clapped my hands together, "Igna, what a cute name!" I gushed.

A flabbergasted look took over the miniature dragon's face.

Ah, he was quite easy to tease, wasn't he?