[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-first-demonic-dragon":3,"chapter-first-demonic-dragon-first-demonic-dragon-chapter-471":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","First Demonic Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1077791,1393,"Chapter 471 Awakened War Goddess","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-471",471,"\u003Cp>Lailah once asked Bekka and Seras a very important question in passerby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What makes you different from other war gods?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, neither of them really had an answer other than the fact that they assumed themselves to be stronger than most of them; which wasn't really what Lailah was asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at this moment, Bekka was having something akin to an epiphany.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did she imagine war to be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of battlefields made her feel most alive when she stepped on them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes and her eyes alone, what was war really for?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer to this had come from a simple child's curiosity no less, and brought the second wife new understanding into her powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dull light died down and Bekka was exactly the same as before, only she seemed a little older, gentler, and knowledgeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon could also sense a rather noticeable change within his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she breathed, smiled, and moved… it was all so purposeful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sure her martial arts would be much stronger than before, and the gap between them was likely neck-in-neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so confused about what he had just seen that he wasn't even sure where to begin asking questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Straga couldn't care less about any of that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no idea that he had just born witness to the awakening of the first goddess of War for Necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, his concerns were much grander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can Straga glow too??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of his parents paused as they looked back and forth between each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… maybe?\" Abaddon shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga clenched his fists hard as he started to strain and release small, audible grunts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Alright, mouse. No need for that. We all know what happens when you push too hard.\" Bekka said passively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Straga wants to glow!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, well right now I'm more worried that you're going to blow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon and Bekka snickered at her joke which Straga didn't seem to find very funny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like he was about to try to blow them away with his own little flames when one of his older brothers came into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Knock, knock!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry to interrupt…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belloc poked his head inside the training room and lowered his head respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon put on a fake grimace as soon as he saw his second son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look, darling. It's our least favorite child…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have no least favorites, scalebrain!\" Bekka elbowed her husband in the ribs hard enough for them to pierce his lung, but she didn't change his expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You don't have any least favorites.\" He emphasized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Abaddon Avernus Tathamet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belloc on the other hand knew that his father was joking and he chuckled a bit before widening up the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have time for a small break in the lesson? There's someone I want you to meet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, Bekka and Abaddon could fully sense the additional presence lingering outside in the hallway and were none too surprised by this revelation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they were a bit surprised that Belloc had been the one to bring someone new home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless he had a date with Stheno or was going to pick up new manga, Belloc didn't leave the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made his father even more curious about just where he could have met an acquaintance like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, don't keep them waiting.\" Abaddon leaned forward curiously as he pulled his youngest son into his lap; who was equally curious about the visitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, a young woman stepped into view of the monarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a young fire spirit, likely only 1,000 years old or less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was very pretty, with dark chocolate skin and a head of hair made of orange flames to match her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was on the slimmer side, and yet she had a healthy amount of baby fat on her thighs and cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a newborn baby, she radiated a relatively innocent and awestruck aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just by looking at her, Bekka and Abaddon knew exactly who she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"\"Monica?\"\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Needless to say, the cheerful fire spirit looked like she was going to roll over and die at right this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I-I am honored to be recognized by our divine leader and protect-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't need to stand on ceremony here, kiddo.\" Abaddon waived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Erica has already told us so much about you that we feel like we know you already.\" Bekka added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right, and father's head is big enough already.\" Belloc muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vein bulged in Abaddon's head as Bekka snickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monica however lowered her head in an even more respectful manner than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I'm sorry, t-this is simply a huge honor for me and I would be remiss if I didn't properly express my admiration and-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of nowhere, Straga appeared right in front of Monica with an unusually large sparkle in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon looked down at his lap and realized that he hadn't even noticed the young boy wiggle free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Don't tell me…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monica placed both of her hands on her knees and leaned down to face the toddler with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello there! You must be the new prince I've heard so much about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh-huh! Straga is Straga!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well it is very nice to meet you, Little Prince. You are even more adorable than the rumors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ehehehehehe…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bekka's pupils trembled imperceptibly with disbelief and horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Babe… tell me I'm being paranoid and seeing things.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Uhhhh….'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look what Straga can do!\" Gleefully, the young child tried his best to execute a badly executed front flip that was more like a barrel roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Monica ate it up like he was a professional gymnast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clapping, applause, the whole nine yards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga's giggling only became more and more broken down and gleeful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bekka: 'BABE?!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon: 'S-Still need more evidence…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Abaddon's defense, this was Straga's first time meeting a woman whom he was not related to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could have just been the way he acted normally, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no reason for him to assume the wors-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you going to marry brother Belloc?\" Straga suddenly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"E-Eh?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belloc ruffled his younger brother's hair and gave his forehead a small flick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you saying, tyke…? We just met today, and we're just friends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga looked back and forth between Belloc and Monica with the gears in his little brain turning as fast as they could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then can you marry Straga?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fucking hilarious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too much evidence…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bekka fainted on instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon felt his chest beginning to hurt and developed a small migraine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belloc couldn't wait to go to his room and text Stheno about all of this later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Monica, who was on the receiving end, was visibly flustered for all of two seconds before becoming just as calm and complacent as a cucumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aww, that's very sweet! But I think we'll have to wait until you're just a little bit bigger to talk about something like marriage, y'know? I bet you'll find a girl who you really like one day soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That day is today!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fufufu, you are very persistent, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga didn't actually know what persistent meant yet, but he was sure that if his future wife was saying it, then it couldn't be too far off the mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes! Straga is very peristenent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So cute!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga suddenly turned back to his parents after taking Monica's hand with his little fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Papa, can I marry Ms. Moni… why is mommy sleeping?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah… stress, shock… a sizeable dose of depression.\" He shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straga didn't really know what all those words meant, but he was still adamant about getting this marriage approved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon wasn't really sure if what his son was experiencing was just momentary puppy love or childish infatuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he figured that he could use this whole thing as an opportunity to get his son to take his lessons seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Y'know son, you can't just get married to someone because you like them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have to be willing to prioritize them, attend to them, nurture them.. and you should be strong enough to protect them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Monica here is being harassed by someone and you can't stand against them because you lack the power and control?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words of Abaddon seemed to resonate deeply with his son, and he underwent a transformative new thought process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply thought that he would be strong just because of who his parents were, but his dad was making it seem like that wasn't the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did he really need training after all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was so boring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he needed only to look at Monica for a second time to understand that some things were just worth suffering for!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Straga will do it! Straga will be the mightiest of all the destroyer's children! And live happily with Ms. Monica for ever and ever!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's my boy! Now let's see if we can't teach you some breath control before bed, hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Belloc and Monica were walking absentmindedly through the hallway, the fire spirit continued to chuckle as she recalled the scenes from earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should pick you out a room while you're here.\" Belloc suddenly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-A room? Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, you're effectively part of the family now that my little brother thinks of you as his betrothed. He'll want to see you a lot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monica only chuckled as a response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't be silly, my prince. Surely your brother will grow bored of me in a week and he won't even remember the things that he said today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want a room with a big window or lots of space? Or both?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock from today's events finally set in, and Monica's vision went dark as she lost consciousness and started to topple over.\u003C\u002Fp>",1623,"2026-06-03T10:36:32.717Z","2026-06-03T10:36:37.500Z",1,"novelbin.me","62aa6f0760a83cedc4891e50a14c20e78eb68ab7e23fe218a3a8076c0be7290c","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-472","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-470",1284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffirst-demonic-dragon-cover.jpg"]