Issei Hyoudou blinked to himself as he felt the familiar weight of his priestess on him. Elysia Shariac, a dragon priestess, slept heartily on top of him, using him as a bolster. It was not the first time they slept on the same bed. 

Feeling the warm rays of the graceful sun, the young man slipped out of the blanket before tucking her back in. Numerous scars littered his back, showing the results of countless battles. 

"Morning," Turning to his priestess, the Dragonlord revealed a scar on his chest. 

"Hey, did I wake you?" 

Shaking her head in reply, the dragon priestess sat up, stretching to release the tension on her sore muscles, revealing soft creamy skin with a bite mark on her shoulder. 

"I was already awake for a while now," She said with a smile, "What do we have in store for today?" 

"I have to Soul weave a dress later, thankfully, I managed to summon Aegis," Issei replied, looking at her. "Then I have to help train Saji on how to use his dragon powers, I already got paid by Sera,"

"Saji,  huh? He has a darkness-aligned dragon in his soul," 

Shivers fell on their spines as they remembered that fateful day, when a black dragon made of darkness swallowed the sun, blotting out the light. 

The feeling of the cold darkness embracing him, mocking him, as he rode his partner while Elysia sat with him, healing his injuries. 

"Saji's like you, you know," The priestess said with a smile, "A bit perverted to Sona, but he has an iron will," Approaching her dragonlord, the priestess wrapped her arms around him. "Just as how you raised Draco to be a good boy despite his nature, I'm sure he can overcome his dragon's 'malice'," 

Eagerly returning the embrace, the Dragonlord swept his priestess off her feet in one motion and smiled at her. 

"Well, we do have school today," The Dragonlord said as he carried her to the bathroom. 

"Ise!" 

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The Duo of a dragonlord and Dragon priestess arrived at the academy simultaneously with a difference. Elysia wore the oversized blazer that belonged to Issei while he wore the standard uniform except for the blazer. Soft laughter escaped from the two as Elysia showed him her phone. 

Arriving at their classroom, the duo found their friends, Asia, Bianka, and Rita. 

"Yo, Hyoudou," Aika Kiryuu said with a smile. The moment she arrived, both Elysia and Issei looked at each other. It was sealed inside her, similar to Saji but a dragon was in her. A small blush quickly turned her face into a tomato as she looked back and forth between Issei and Elysia. 

"Aika, can you close your eyes for a bit and take a deep breath?" Elysia asked, stopping her friend from saying anything.

Confused, the brunette did as she was told.

At the same time, Issei's eyes focused and saw the girl... No, through the girl. He saw her soul and saw an orb in her arm.

Elysia, meanwhile, weaved a charm under her breath, a spell taught to her on how to detect people, modified to find dragons.

Both felt it. A sleeping dragon in her soul. Looking at each other, the lord and priestess turned towards Aika. 

For her part, the perverted young woman swallowed a lump in her throat. A silhouette of an angel appeared behind Elysia while a mountain overshadowed Issei. Despite that, similar glints filled their eyes. 

-=-=-=-=-

"Mr. Hyoudou, Ms. Shariac," Sona Sitri said, looking at the founding members of the Dragonlord Faction. She could already feel the headache forming in her head. "Why did I hear rumors of you harassing Ms. Kiryu?" 

Currently, all members of the student council and Occult Research Club are in the Dragonlord faction clubroom, the former home economics classroom, now the clubroom of the Weaver's Club. The young pervert looked at Sona after lowering his hands from the dress he weaved. 

"We recruited her for our faction," Issei said looking at the heiress, enjoying the slight twitch on her brow. She was more... mature compared to Sera but she has her moments. "Elysia is with her," 

Moving his fingers in an intricate dance, the young Dragonlord looked at Sona. "Saji is already getting a reviewer from Elysia," The pervert explained. "They're in the Occult Research Club," Issei said with a smile as he finished the dress. It was a soulwoven sleeveless dress for Rias. It should fit her well and enhance her beauty. 

"I see, so you have miss Kiryuu, now," Sona looked at the pervert, judging him with a stern look. "We'll be a neutral faction, don't worry," he said with a smile. "Here you go," Issei said with a smile, handing Sona an amulet. 

"Thank you," taking the trinket, the student council president observed the beautiful trinket. "Rias will be meeting with her betrothed, be careful, Hyoudou," 

"Thank you, Lady Sitri," 

Taking several minutes to pack everything he had, the young Dragonlord packed the dress in a protective spell invisible to the naked eye before focusing on the 'mark' he left in front of the old building in the academy, the headquarters of the Gremory peerage. 

Building a collection with it, the young pervert disappeared in a cyan flash with none the wiser. 

Appearing in front of the building, inside the illusionary bounded field, Issei took the key to the building and smiled as he entered it. He could feel the Gremory group along with Grayfia, a client of his, and heat. 

A fire elemental? 

He could hear some shouts, an argument? 

Woah, he can feel their magics charging up. 

"Hey, Rias, I have your-," 

A ball of fire soared towards him and before he knew it, heat embraced him. 

-=-=-=- The Crimson Princess of Ruin -=-=-=-

Rias Gremory would often pride herself as kind, generous, and protective of her friends. She rarely had friends growing up other than her peers and Sona. Befriending Issei Hyoudou, her junior, and Elysia Shariac, a priestess serving him, made her happier. Issei is a pervert, but he is calm and more mature with Elysia around. 

They felt like a younger version of her older brother and sister-in-law. She wanted something like that as well—someone to love her not as Rias Gremory, heir to house Gremory, but just Rias. Deciding to provoke Riser seemed like a good idea and with her sister-in-law, she was going to be safe. 

Suddenly, the door opened to the conference room and she saw Riser, who already prepared some of the legendary Phenex flames during their argument launched towards -- her heart froze and her stomach jumped. Issei Hyoudou, one of her few friends, was the target of the Phenex fire. She won't make it in time! 

Grayfia Lucifuge, with wide eyes, heard the door open and to her shock, it was the tailor that Serafall recommended her and her husband to. Issei Hyoudou is a human magician capable of weaving clothes. A REGULAR human magician managed to erase her presence and shock her for a second but it was too late. A diplomatic headache will happen after the death of the human the Leviathan favored and it was all because of her. 

"Issei!" Rias' voice escaped her mouth as her hands rose to her mouth. Her friend was hit head-on by the legendary flames of the Phenex clan. It was no use... she lost one of her few friends. 

"Sheesh, what a warm welcome," Her tears kept on falling as she turned towards the scorching form of her junior. The pun, and the calm, playful attitude,

"Impossible!" Riser Phenex, her betrothed, shouted while looking at her junior. 

"A piece of advice," Pressure. In an instant, Riser Phenex, and his peerage crashed to the ground, creating craters as the Dragonlord stepped out of the flames unharmed, a sinister air around him in contrast to the smile on his face. 

Grayfia, the strongest queen of the Underworld, felt a sweat fall as she felt the sinister aura around the weaver. It reminded her of the worst enemies she had during the civil war and it came from a young man around the same age as her sister-in-law. 

"Dragonlords and their dragons often influence the other, luckily for us, Issei has a kind and heroic soul," Rias remembered the words of the Princess as she felt the sheer difference between the power that the Dragonlord possessed compared to hers. "Issei's dragon is very powerful, and it's barely noticeable but his dragon's true nature rubbed off on him, only kept in check by his nature," 

"If you want to burn me, bring a Great Dragon of fire,"