Even If I’m Reborn as a Cute Dragon Girl, I Will Still Make a Harem

Princess Luna found herself in a dire situation. Lilith’s assault had forcibly plunged her realm back to rank nine. Every bone in her was either broken or crushed, rendering her numb from the neck down.

Her muscles and tendons had suffered varying degrees of damage. More than half of her internal organs had been crushed. The dragon blood in her body had been completely depleted, leaving her unable to recover her own injuries. She was hemorrhaging both internally and externally.

The severity of Princess Luna’s injuries would have swiftly claimed the life of an ordinary person. Yet, Luna, fortified by dragon blood since her early years, tenaciously held on despite her severe blood loss.

Her injuries were beyond self-recovery, and without external intervention, Luna’s fate seemed to be on a trajectory toward imminent demise.

Despite the grim outlook, Luna oddly felt a sense of satisfaction, as if a long-held desire from her childhood had been fulfilled. The joy in her heart surpassed the physical pain, making death seem less pitiable.

“I won’t let you die so easily.”

Lilith, having somewhat recovered, sat beside Luna as she assessed her injuries.

“You have promised to join my team and become a proud servant. You’re going to fulfill all my needs and serve me tea. How can I let you die just like that before you even start your job?”

“…More than becoming your servant… I would prefer… to be… Master Lilith’s… dog…”

Princess Luna’s breaths were labored, but her eyes gleamed brighter than ever.

She looked at Lilith as if she were the light she had longed for over a decade but had been unable to attain.

“Fine. If your wish is to be my dog, then you shall be my dog. Sheesh, I really wonder what’s going on in that head of yours. Hmm… is this what they call a degenerate?”

Lilith stroked her chin thoughtfully and mumbled, “But even those knights and princesses in the novels had to be conditioned. This is the first time I’ve encountered someone who voluntarily becomes a degenerate. Could it be that she has fallen for me at first sight?”

“No… There’s no such thing as love at first sight between a dog and her master.”

A wicked smile spread across Lilith’s face as she continued, “Don’t you agree, my little b̲i̲t̲c̲h̲~?”

“What Master… Lilith… said… is right…”

It was true. Their connection could not be labeled as love at first sight. But how could one aptly describe this relationship?

It was akin to a lost traveler stumbling upon a bright, scorching light in the endless darkness, impulsively forsaking everything to seize it.

Princess Luna found herself in that traveler’s role, struggling for a long time to identify what she truly desired and yearned for.

Born into a world where she was greeted by countless smiling faces and flattery, she realized too late that the favor she received from the imperial family and the empire was not for herself but for her innate talent.

She despised the title “Oriana” that her father had bestowed upon her as a symbol of hope. While it meant dawn, she loathed the weak, illusory, and non-scorching nature of the first morning ray it represented.

She sought something elusive. Unaware of what exactly she pursued, it left her with a void in her heart that she had to temporarily fill through the pursuit of power.

Yet, this path proved to be a lonely one, surrounded by fools she considered useless.

That was until… she met Master Lilith.

Initially dismissing Lilith as unremarkable, Luna maintained her ignorant stance, looking down on Lilith and intending to crush her like a bug. Yet… everything changed after she was defeated by Lilith with just three punches.

As she succumbed to an inexplicable power, lying prostrate on the ground, Luna found herself assuming the most undignified posture—gazing upward at Lilith from her feet.

It was at that moment, Princess Luna finally realized that…

Ah… so hot…

In the radiant embrace of the sun, her noble facade crumbled, exposing her caterpillar-like, unsightly posture.

She writhed in her repulsive form, resembling a caterpillar yearning for the sun. Despite knowing she would be scorched, the sizzling pain from her wound was precisely what she had been seeking.

“Aaaah… I’m like a caterpillar… Just the thought of it… fills me with disgust.”

Master Lilith must find her repulsive. Even though her radiance intensified when she expressed disgust, it made others unable to resist leaping toward her.

Even so, she would still feel a little sad if Master Lilith truly found her repulsive…

“Caterpillars are indeed rather unsightly,” Lilith remarked nonchalantly.

“You’re… right…”

The light in Luna’s eyes dimmed ever so slightly.

Lilith picked up a bone fragment from Luna’s body and scrutinized it. Under the light, its faint golden hue was discernible.

It was a sign of prolonged and constant infusion of dragon blood from childhood to adulthood—a complete fusion of the dragon bloodline with her own.

This feat was exceptionally daunting, given the inherent difficulty of compatibility between dragon blood and human blood. The deep fusion hinted at the excruciating pain and torture Luna endured throughout the process, explaining her ability to achieve feats that even Lilith, with dragon blood entirely her own, could not replicate.

“I despise caterpillars. Those repugnant creatures make me want to crush them on sight, but…”

Lilith made a cut on her index finger with her fingernail. Faint golden blood oozed out of the wound. Lilith had to suppress her self-recovery ability to prevent the wound from immediately closing up.

“I don’t mind if that caterpillar can transform into a butterfly. I’m quite fond of butterflies.”

The darkness dissipated, and the sun radiantly illuminated everything.

Luna stared at Lilith dumbly.

Lilith brought her bleeding finger close to Luna’s cherry lips and chided, “Stop staring, hurry up and suck on it. This blood is ten thousand times more precious than that useless Taylor’s blood.”

Unfortunately, her words failed to reach Luna who remained in a daze.

Annoyed, Lilith shoved her finger into Luna’s mouth and stirred it around in her mouth. Luna could feel the warmth and smoothness of Lilith’s fingertip.

Her soft tongue awkwardly engaged with Lilith’s finger like a shy girl.

Despite Luna’s severe blood loss and on the verge of going into shock, her pretty face was tinged with red.

Yet, Luna did not suck on the blood. Instead, she wrapped her tongue around Lilith’s finger, licking it like a naughty girl.

This enraged Lilith. “This is not the time to fool around! Are you planning to lick my entire body before you’re satisfied? Do you realize that, in your current condition, without taking in my blood, you’ll succumb in a matter of minutes?”

Luna shot Lilith an innocent look.

It was only at this moment Lilith realized that Luna perhaps was not refusing to ingest her dragon blood but could not.

Given her serious injuries, being able to speak and move her tongue around was probably her limit. Swallowing might be beyond her capability, let alone sucking blood directly from Lilith’s fingers.

“Damn it, why do you have to be so troublesome!”

Lilith retracted her finger, then scratched her head in frustration as she grumbled, “I wonder what kind of bloody bad luck I have to get stuck with you.”

Despite her frustration, Lilith gently lifted Luna’s upper body up and cradled her in her arms.

Their faces had never been this close before.

Lilith looked at Luna, with a look of annoyance then gritted her teeth and declared, “To think that I, Lilith, who has always guarded herself like a precious jewel, would have to do something like this for you. From now on, you belong to me. It’s too late even if you wish to refuse!”

Luna’s eyes slowly widened.