Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

She twirled in front of Xia Mu, like a snowman fairy who had descended to earth, ethereal and adorable, making one want to hold her in their arms and cherish her tenderly.

"Change to another set."

Xia Mu was unhappy because her skirt was too short and she was worried about accidentally exposing herself while dancing.

He brought out another short skirt, a delicate pale yellow, that completely covered his shoulders.

He then found gray stockings and gray high heels to contrast with the warm-toned dress.

"Mumu, help me up."

Erii was wearing long stockings, but instead of sitting down, she turned her back to Natsuki and pressed her back against his chest.

Xia Mu reached out and supported her slender waist, gently inhaling the pleasant fragrance of her hair.

Erii pulled her small, adorable snow-white feet out of her slippers, then bent down and slid her long stockings from her toes down her instep and ankle, clinging to her delicate calves, past her knees, and tapering her rounded thighs.

Then came another one.

Calling these stockings isn't quite accurate, because they need to be pulled up to the waist, but calling them pants isn't right either.

Xia Mu remembered that the debate between two professors about whether pantyhose should be considered socks or pants had reached the Supreme Court. In the end, the Supreme Court justice made the final decision: pantyhose, that's what it is!

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Erii slipped her stockinged feet into her gray mid-heeled shoes, then slowly straightened up, lifting the edges of her pantyhose up her thighs until they were perfectly wrapped around her waist, before finally letting her skirt fall.

She took two steps away, then turned back, her small hand tracing circles along her flat stomach.

Xia Mu stared blankly.

"Hey! We've been waiting for you two! Still not here?!"

Just then, my phone lit up; a message from Nono had arrived.

Xia Mu checked the time and realized that half an hour had already passed.

He suddenly felt like canceling the ball, so he asked Erii to wear all of the hundreds of dresses in the row at once.

A beautiful and perfect girl, dressed in these haute couture clothes, looks stunning no matter what she wears.

However, considering what was going to happen tonight, Xia Mu reluctantly gave up this tempting idea.

This is a show you can't miss.

I just don't know if killing Old Tang directly counts as killing Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire.

There's also Constantine.

Xia Mu felt no sympathy for the two of them, unlike towards Xia Mi.

Although both of these dragon kings suffered quite a lot, the impressions they gave off were very different.

Old Tang is not as popular as Xia Mi.

"Here, wear this. I won't wear a long skirt tonight, so it won't be inconvenient to move around."

Natsuki still brought Erii that off-the-shoulder taffeta dress, paired with pure white crystal shoes, and then added leggings and flesh-colored pantyhose for her.

Apart from her beautiful shoulders, the rest of her body was completely covered.

But actually, it makes no difference whether Erii wears flesh-colored stockings or not, because the main purpose of flesh-colored stockings is to cover up flaws in the legs, and she doesn't have any flaws at all.

Xia Mu simply changed into a white tuxedo and applied a little hair wax, and that was it.

Erii wasn't the only one with natural beauty; he was too.

A man who can effortlessly pull off a white suit is also exceptional.

As night falls, the Amber Pavilion lights up, its giant floor-to-ceiling windows illuminating the dazzling lights.

This is a villa with a Gothic spire, a roof covered with deep red tiles, and walls covered with granite from India.

Student council members, dressed in black formal attire with white handkerchiefs or deep red roses in their shirt pockets, stood in the corridor to greet guests.

"Not here yet?"

Caesar, dressed in a formal suit, stood at the end of the corridor, his hair shining like gold, a lace scarf in his collar studded with rhinestones, and a cold smile on his lips.

He didn't go out because Xia Mu hadn't arrived yet.

He never intended to treat scholars with respect; he wanted others to bow down in submission.

So he won't wait at the door; he'll appear after everyone else has arrived.

"Almost there, almost there. They said they're changing clothes," Nuonuo said, wearing a dark purple suit, a pale white silk blouse, and purple stockings, her expression nonchalant. "Xia Mu is just like you and Chu Zihang, always a bit of a lunatic. Don't get your hopes up too high. Only that loser Lu Mingfei is mine. I'll take care of him easily."

She squeezed her hands together, as if she were pulling Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Don't say that..."

Caesar put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "That's called leadership."

Nono rolled her eyes.

"coming!"

A commotion broke out at the entrance of the Amber Pavilion.

"Look! Their S-class pomp and circumstance is unmatched..."

Fingel and Lu Mingfei huddled in a corner, pointing and whispering.

"The two of them were dressed in full formal attire, without any obvious markings, but believe me, they weren't rented like us; they were custom-made at the highest level."

Natsuki and Erii walked side by side, hand in hand, with Erii wearing white gauze gloves on her small hands.

Their approaching steps and expressions were as relaxed as if they were inspecting their territory. The student council members standing in two rows felt a little awkward because they inexplicably looked inferior to them.

Reporters waiting at the entrance of the Amber Pavilion snapped photos, their cameras flashing and eyes focused on Xia Mu.

The paparazzi at Kassel College were completely controlled by Fingel with just a glance.

"Please come in."

Natsuki and Erii stepped into the hall, their feet crunching on the rose petals scattered on the ground.

Caesar's lavish dinner party was on full display.

He prepared an Australian lobster for everyone. These huge, bright red creatures lay on the ice with their backs open, revealing their glistening white flesh.

Fingel and Lu Mingfei were brandishing their knives and forks, their imposing manner best described as "tigers descending the mountain."

"I'll help you."

Natsuki forked out a whole piece of lobster meat, cut it into small pieces with a knife, and then forked a small piece and brought it to Erii's mouth.

He didn't need to worry about table manners at all, because Erii had been used to them since she was a child.

However, when she was being fed, she made a low "ah-woo" sound, like a cute tiger roaring.

Xia Mu watched her chew with her little mouth pouting, and his Adam's apple began to bob unconsciously again.

How can she be so cute!

"I want more."

Erii opened her small mouth, and Natsuki offered her another piece of lobster meat, then continued to watch her chew.

Others found it both pleasing to the eye and speechless to watch them feeding their pets as if no one else was around.

Everyone knows that at these buffet-style social dinners, the food is secondary; getting to know each other and exchanging ideas is more important.

Many people are waiting to get to know Xia Mu.

Unfortunately, his attention was only on the girl next to him...

Chapter 146 How could you do this!

"It's been so long since I've seen you blush. Only at times like this can I see the shadow of a young man in you again."

Tachibana Masamune chuckled and patted Genjiro on the shoulder.

"Dad..."

Yuan Zhisheng looked utterly helpless.

At the same time, avoid the scrutinizing gaze of Sakura in the rearview mirror...

Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch, has none of the airs of a yakuza boss. He is often gentle and friendly. Yet, this very person managed to reunite the fragmented Snake-Headed Eight Families into a unified force in just over a decade, earning him the reputation of being the head of the yakuza community nationwide.

"Alright, alright, Xiao Mu doesn't understand anything, he can't cause any trouble unless that girl takes the initiative..."

Tachibana Masamune shook his head and smiled, then put his arm around Genjiro's shoulder and walked forward: "But you also saw that girl's information. Someone of her status needs to protect her image the most."

Genjiro followed him away from there: "Since you've said so, then that's settled. But I'm planning to go to the Ganryu Research Institute."

"Are we preparing for Koki to go out more regularly?" Tachibana Masamune said.

Yuan Zhisheng nodded: "We must get this sorted out before the specialist from the academy headquarters arrives. We need to get a device that can monitor Xiaomu's physical condition at any time, as well as an automatic serum injector that he can carry around."

Tachibana Masamune nodded: "You've thought this through very well. Do as you wish."

The two figures disappeared at the end of the passage.

Inside a closed room.

Natsuki sat on Erii's bedside, his gaze sweeping across every corner of the room. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no surveillance devices.

"At least these guys haven't gone completely insane with Erii..."

Upon hearing the sound of the gate hitting the ground, he impatiently lifted Erii's skirt.

He wasn't planning on doing anything, and didn't even glance at the perfect shape of her calves; his gaze quickly focused on her ankles.

There, a ring of silver scales appeared.

Dragon scales!

"really…"

Xia Mu's heart tightened.

His worst fears came true.

Erii is a combination of extreme strength and extreme weakness. She is strong enough to easily destroy a city, but when she is weak, anyone can strangle her.