The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Komer had never felt such a headache before, his foot had barely stepped into Ugru when here came the report of Tracy’s arrival in Mattdam. Either none would come or they’d all come at once, which really made Komer feel quite vexed.

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The arrival of Vero was like a breath of spring, finally calming Komer’s restless heart. Watching Shatima eyeing the other with her beautiful blue eyes, Komer found it somewhat amusing. This fellow, why did he always feel like there was a hint of picky jealousy in her? Could it be that she really thought she had completely transformed into a human?

Shatima was getting more and more accustomed to human life. She was trying her best to imitate the women around her to blend more successfully into the society. The graceful and gentle Eve, the straightforward and sexy Grace, the reserved Lome, the cute and smart Finitz, and even the proud and aloof Katya were her role models. Komer had once reminded her not to deliberately imitate other women, that everyone should have their own unique personality, and that imitating others would only result in losing oneself. However, Shatima seemed not to have taken his advice to heart, and Komer could only hope that she would learn from others’ strengths and not become a jack of all trades and master of none.

However, the arrival of Vero seemed to have stimulated Shatima. Vero’s elegance made Shatima feel an unprecedented distance, realizing that all she had learned before paled in comparison to the dazzling poise of the woman in front of her. Every small movement she made, even the most casual gestures, revealed an enchanting grace. As Shatima envied and admired her, she found she might have found a new role model. Seeing the strange expression in Komer’s eyes, Shatima believed she might benefit greatly from this learning opportunity.

"Shatima, don’t look at people that way; it is very impolite," Komer had to verbally remind the Dragon Lady, who was nearly becoming his personal female bodyguard. Although she tried hard to appear like a mature woman, so outsiders would think she resembled the mistress of the Caucasus, Shatima knew all too well she was failing at this ruse. Outsiders mostly viewed her as a guard, which was quite disheartening to her.

"Komer, so this is the beauty you’ve been dreaming of?" Shatima blurted out, which made Vero’s delicate eyebrows raise slightly as well. Komer was used to such blunt comments from Shatima, but for Vero, such direct words were a bit too straightforward, especially coming from a voluptuous and glamorous woman who seemed to have a special relationship with Komer, which made it all the more significant.

"Komer, why don’t you introduce us?" Vero, still maintaining her serene and attractive freshness, had a faint smile on her face that made people feel it was almost a profanity to look at her directly. Even Komer felt a conflicting desire to hold her in his arms, yet also felt it would be a crime.

"Uh, Vero, this is Miss Shatima, my friend, uh, she is a good person. Shatima, although it’s your first time meeting Vero, I believe you’ve already heard of her," Komer didn’t quite know how to introduce them to each other. A dragon and a human, in such a setting, they seemed to find no appropriate words to make them feel comfortable with each other, especially since they didn’t seem to have anything in common whatsoever.

A good person? What does that mean? Vero found it extremely interesting; she had never heard someone introduced in such a manner before. What constitutes a good person? And by what criteria are they judged? Seeing the embarrassed look on Komer’s face, the slight sourness Vero felt earlier dissipated completely. It seemed that Miss Shatima’s relationship with Komer wasn’t what she had imagined earlier; at least the term "good person" didn’t seem to apply to someone with an extraordinary relationship with him.

Hearing Komer introduce her in such a way, Shatima was quite pleased, pouting her attractive red lips and showing a charming smile on her face.

Shatima tried her best to show off her charm in front of Vero, gaining confidence from Komer’s introduction. In her memory, Komer had rarely spoken of her in such terms. A good person, at least, was a positive compliment, much better than his often dismissive or mocking comments about her being simple-minded or behaving improperly in social interactions. It seemed that Komer did have a good impression of her, at least he didn’t denigrate her in front of the woman he held in high regard.