Chapter 871 – Sins Drama

The room dissolved again after that.

Laughter.

Teasing.

Noise.

And introduction.

The breakfast ended.

Not with dramatic declarations.

Just... the natural fading of noise into purpose.

Plates were cleared. Chairs slid back. Conversations broke into smaller threads. The room shifted from playful chaos into movement mode.

Lux stood first.

Not loudly.

Not commanding.

Just... naturally.

And like always, the room followed that shift without anyone needing to say it out loud.

They were going to the dragon house.

Or mansion.

Or ancestral sky-palace carved into mountain bones and ego.

Lux had never been there.

Which meant no direct portal anchor.

So logistics? Mira already had it handled.

She was on her phone, sending short, precise messages with zero wasted words.

Her posture was sharp now.

Heirness mode.

No teasing.

No smug remarks.

Just authority.

Lux watched her for a second longer than necessary.

And yeah.

He liked that version too.

Dangerous competence hit differently.

He adjusted his watch again.

Unnecessary.

But grounding.

Yue stood beside him.

Calm.

Unreadable.

But not distant.

That was new.

That softness was still there, tucked underneath her composure like a secret.

He didn’t comment on it.

Didn’t need to.

He felt it.

[Portal]

[Target Region Eastern Mountain City.]

The air shifted immediately when he raised his hand.

Power moved like silk pulled tight.

Dark.

Controlled.

Elegant.

He opened the portal not into the dragon estate, but to the place near the previous dragon mountain. A neutral zone. Smart. Diplomatic.

The tear in space unfolded smoothly.

No theatrics.

Just a clean, sharp vertical shimmer of black-gold energy.

Naomi went first. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Then Ely.

Then Rava, tentacles tucked neatly because yes, she had standards.

Lullaby shuffled in next, half-yawning but somehow perfectly balanced in her oversized hoodie.

Sira followed, dressed exactly like herself. No compromise. No adaptation. Pride didn’t cosplay.

Mira paused for a second, glancing at Lux.

"You last?"

"Always."

She nodded once.

Then stepped in.

Yue followed quietly.

Lux stood there for half a breath longer.

Then stepped through.

The portal closed behind him with a quiet snap.

Cold air greeted them on the other side.

Different climate.

Different altitude.

The city near the mountain was built with deliberate grace, stone, glass, curved architecture mimicking dragon scales and eastern motifs woven into modern design.

Lux’s coat shifted slightly in the breeze.

He scanned the area instinctively.

A black limousine and three black cars.

Polished.

Waiting.

And around them...

Dragons.

Tall.

Sharp features.

Eyes that carried ancient arrogance with practiced restraint.

They were prepared.

They were formal.

And they were absolutely not prepared for this.

Because the moment Lux and his women stepped out of literal space, the entire dragon staff froze.

One attendant blinked.

Twice.

"Ma’am?" he said slowly to Mira. "Did you come out of nowhere?"

Mira didn’t miss a beat.

"Let’s skip the details. We need to go. Grandpa is waiting."

The staff straightened instantly.

"Yes, Ma’am."

Another attendant, clearly more observant, glanced toward Yue.

Then Lux.

Then the rest of the women.

"Actually, all clan elders are already waiting for you."

Mira nodded once.

"Great."

Her tone didn’t change.

Didn’t soften.

Didn’t harden.

Just... accepted it.

Then, the question came.

"And who is she?" one of the staff asked carefully, glancing at Yue.

Lux didn’t speak.

Because this wasn’t his introduction to make.

Mira looked at Yue.

Then at the staff.

"I’ll explain later."

Final.

No discussion.

She snapped her fingers lightly.

And the staff moved immediately.

Doors opened.

Chauffeurs positioned.

The women entered smoothly, naturally, without hesitation.

Lux followed.

Last again.

The limo interior was immaculate.

Leather seats.

Dark wood panels.

Crystal glasses secured neatly.

Snacks prepared.

Tea.

Coffee.

Wine.

Water.

Everything balanced perfectly between traditional dragon hospitality and modern luxury.

Lux sat in the center row.

Mira beside him.

Yue across.

Naomi and Ely on the opposite side.

Sira and Lullaby somehow already occupied the back corner like chaotic royalty on a field trip.

Rava stretched slightly, clearly enjoying the leg space.

The door closed.

The limo began moving.

Smooth.

Quiet.

Professional.

For a moment. No one spoke.

Just the hum of the engine.

The shifting scenery outside.

Mountain skyline approaching slowly in the distance.

Lux leaned back slightly.

"How long?" he asked.

Mira glanced at the front partition.

"Forty minutes."

Naomi immediately grabbed a crystal bottle from the side compartment. "Great. That’s enough time to mentally prepare and emotionally spiral."

"Pour me something," Sira said, already crossing one leg over the other like she was settling in for premium entertainment.

Ely raised a brow. "You’re not spiraling. You’re excited."

"I can multitask," Sira replied smoothly.

Rava uncorked a dark red bottle with one smooth twist. "Is this ceremonial wine or diplomatic wine?"

Mira didn’t even look. "Diplomatic. Ceremonial is stronger."

Naomi froze mid-pour. "Define stronger."

Mira shrugged. "One glass and you’ll start discussing ancestral regrets."

"Pass," Naomi muttered. "This one is fine."

Lux watched all of it quietly, fingers resting loosely on his knee. He didn’t drink immediately. Just observed.

"So," Sira began, swirling her glass, "what do dragons like? Besides pride and judging other mortals?"

Mira deadpanned. "Respect. Directness. Strength."

Naomi raised her hand. "We have strength."

Sira pointed at Lux. "We have sins drama."

Ely added calmly, "We have political leverage."

Lullaby popped a pastry into her mouth. "We have snacks."

Mira almost smiled. Almost.

"They value bloodline. Legacy. Structure," she explained. "They’re traditional. Very traditional."

Lux tilted his head slightly. "So I shouldn’t make jokes? Financial jokes, maybe?"

Mira looked at him.

"You’re going to."

"Obviously."

Yue finally spoke, voice calm. "Most of them don’t know much about demons. I didn’t either. Not really."

Lux hummed thoughtfully. "That explains the stares earlier." He tapped his finger lightly against his knee. "Your grandfather?"

Mira paused for half a second.

"He might. He knew something. But not clearly."

Sira leaned forward, interested. "Meaning?"

"Meaning," Mira said slowly, "he suspected beings like Lux exist."

Lux smirked faintly. "Suspected. That’s adorable."

Naomi handed him a glass anyway. "Try not to confirm too much too fast."

He accepted it.

"Relax," he said lightly. "I’m charming."

Ely sipped her drink. "That’s what concerns us."

The limo continued to move, the skyline growing sharper.

Forty minutes suddenly felt very short.