Chapter 105: The Crimson Dragon Empress

The Crimson Dragon Empress

In the room, a stunning, mature woman sat across from him.

She was powerful.

Beautiful.

Influential.

And apparently another Tyrant Woman recognized by his system.

Leon suddenly found the situation much more interesting.

If he became a student at her university... she’d see him every day.

She’d be able to watch him train.

Guide him.

Be close to him.

And perhaps, over time, their relationship would become something far more personal.

Across from him, Rias’s thoughts were moving in a similar direction.

She watched Leon’s face.

His handsome features.

His black hair.

Those unusual purple eyes.

There was something about him that kept drawing her attention back.

She had no idea why.

But she found herself imagining him remaining at Bellemont Martial University.

Watching his cultivation improve.

Seeing him become stronger.

Perhaps speaking with him after training.

Perhaps having dinner with him.

The thought brought a subtle warmth to her chest.

Rias quickly hid it.

What am I thinking about?

She had come here as a university president.

Not as a woman meeting a handsome young man.

Yet the more she looked at Leon, the harder it became to keep those two roles completely separate.

Then another system notification sounded in Leon’s mind.

[Ding! Target: Rias. Tyranny Value increased by 3%.]

Leon blinked in surprise.

Why did the Tyranny Value just increase?

And so little?

He stared at Rias.

Then at the system notification floating within his mind.

His expression became thoughtful.

Why did it increase?

And why only three percent?

He couldn’t tell whether the number was related to her ambition, her personality, or the feelings she was currently hiding.

Leon narrowed his purple eyes slightly.

Is her evil intent not strong enough... or is it something else?

"President Rias, since you’re offering a Star-Grade Contract, it would be foolish of me to refuse."

Leon leaned back slightly, his fingers resting against the arm of the chair.

"But I’m curious—what’s the reason behind such generous terms?"

The question was simple.

But there was a reason he had asked it.

Since the system notification appeared, Leon had noticed something strange about the way President Rias looked at him.

It wasn’t the ordinary look of a university president examining a promising student.

There was something warmer in her eyes.

Something more personal.

Leon couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

So, while keeping his expression calm, he quietly activated his inspection ability.

The moment the information appeared before him, his heart skipped a beat.

[Character Status]

Name: Rias

Beast-Soul: Eight-Claw Flame Serpent (S-Rank) (Unawakened)

Contractor: None

Level: 0

Aptitude: S-Rank

Spirit Power: None

Combat Power: None

Attack Effects: None

Equipment: None

Beast-Soul Skills: Unawakened

Hidden Evolution Progress: 0% (All following attributes are hidden)

Next Evolution Direction: Nine-Claw Crimson Drake (SS-Rank)

Required Breakthrough Materials: Flame Grass, Crimson Fire Coral

Evolution Condition: Mating

Final Evolution: Crimson Dragon Empress (SSS-Rank)

Leon’s breath caught in his throat.

An unawakened S-Rank Eight-Claw Flame Serpent?

That alone was enough to surprise him.

In this world, most women chose to become beast-girls.

It was rare for someone like Rias—with such powerful innate talent—to remain unbound.

Someone with an S-rank beast-soul should have been surrounded by powerful beast-soul masters from the moment she awakened.

Yet Rias had never formed a contract.

And that wasn’t even the strangest part.

Leon slowly lifted his eyes from the inspection screen.

Rias was still looking at him.

Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders like a river of fire.

Her crimson eyes gleamed with an intensity that made his skin prickle.

And her figure—goddamn—every curve was perfectly outlined by that fitted red robe.

Her full F-cup breasts pressed naturally against the silk.

Her narrow waist was highlighted by the golden sash.

Her wide, peach-shaped hips gave her mature beauty an elegant curve.

Her long legs showed whenever the slit of the robe shifted.

Even her thick thighs moved with a quiet grace.

She looked like pure seduction wrapped in elegance.

Leon quickly pulled his attention back to her face.

The evolution condition is mating.

That explained a lot.

But it also raised even more questions.

Rias finally answered.

"The reason..."

Her red lips parted.

She paused for a moment before continuing.

"Is that I believe in you."

As she spoke, she unconsciously licked her lips.

It was a small movement.

Almost meaningless.

Yet Leon noticed it immediately.

There was a seductive charm in the gesture that made his nerves tighten slightly.

He understood something now.

So that’s why the Tyranny Value is increasing so slowly.

Lust counted as "evil intent," didn’t it?

If so, Rias’s feelings were probably influencing the system.

But why was the increase only three percent?

Leon couldn’t understand it yet.

Rias continued.

"The moment I saw you, I knew you would become a powerhouse. And you can command two beast-girls—that proves your spiritual power is extraordinary!"

She leaned forward slightly.

"By the way, Leon... what’s your soul skill?"

The movement made the front of her robe tighten naturally around her chest.

Leon forced himself to maintain eye contact.

He had seen plenty of beautiful women.

But Rias possessed something different.

She had the confidence of a mature woman who had spent years standing at the top of a university.

She wasn’t simply beautiful.

She knew exactly how to carry herself.

"Soul Drain."

Leon answered calmly.

"A wide-range spiritual detection skill that ignores stealth and can absorb mana from living beings."

Rias’s eyes lit up.

"An upgraded version of spiritual detection!"

She looked genuinely impressed.

"No wonder. Your spiritual power must be incredibly high. When you enroll, we can test the exact value."

"Spiritual power..."

Leon muttered.

That was something he had never properly measured.

His unusual ability had always made his spiritual power difficult to judge by ordinary standards.

Rias crossed one leg over the other.

"Actually—did you know that men possess three types of talents?"

Leon frowned slightly.

"What are they?"

"Beast-taming talent, spiritual talent, and cultivation talent!"

Rias spoke with the confidence of someone who had spent years studying the subject.

"You haven’t trained, nor have you consumed any rare treasures—yet you already have such powerful spiritual power. That’s impressive."

"Your spiritual talent is clearly top-tier."