As Veridith effortlessly dealt with the ander of the camp, all the humans within it immediately dropped their ons and surrendered. In fact, from the moment Veridith appeared before them, they lost all will to fight.

  This was due to the innate pressure exerted by her dragon lineage. As the granddaughter of the Dragon King Farkonia, she subsciously unleashed this pressure without intending to. Humans, whose strength was less thahe third-tier, had no means of resisting it.

  However, this had the unintended effect of sparing them further suffering. The man who had just had his hands severed by Veridith, and was now bleeding profusely due to the poison c through his veins, was a fourth-tier fighter. But because he was uo sehe pressure she radiated, he remained oblivious to the vast differen power between them. As a result, he became a bloodied figure, uo even die despite wanting to.

  "e out, you’re free now," Veridith called out.

  A bde slipped from her sleeve, and with a gentle swing, the iron cage that had been imprisoning the demihumans shattered.

  "You… you are…?"

  "I e from the Abyssal federation. Your people, the demihumans, have joined us and bee our rades. As members of the same nation, you too are citizens of the federation. We will protect every citizen from unjust treatment."

  Veridith spoke this entire passage fluently.

  What others didn’t know was that she had beely practising this speech beforehand, hoping to avoid stumbling over her words and embarrassing herself.

  The results were clear: the demihumans, who had witnessed young Veridith single-handedly cause the soldiers—whom they could never hope to fight—lose all will to tinue fighting, were now in awe of her. They even began to admire her for dispying maturity beyond her years.

  The demihumans, like many other races, were steeped in a might-is-right mentality. Despite Veridith’ appearance being simir to that of their children, her overwhelming power marked her as someoraordinary. Were it not for the fact that same-sex couples could not bear children, they would have likely spoken of 'repaying her kindness with their bodies.'

  However, it seemed that the white-haired girl she had just saved didn’t care for suotions, ging to Veridith tightly and unwilling to leave her side.

  "Your… your name is…?" the white-haired girl asked, still clutg Veridith’ arm and looking up with eyes like purple gems.

  "Hm? I’m Veridith. What’s your name?"

  "…"

  The white-haired girl lowered her head in response, no answer.

  In the demi-human tribes, only warriors—those who hunted successfully or protected the —were given he white-haired girl, still youhan Veridith, had not yet earhe right to one.

  "Don’t have a name? Hmm... I’ll call you ‘Yuriyas’," Veridith decided.

  "Yuriyas…" the white-haired girl repeated the newly given name, a flush spreading across her face as she hugged Veridith’ arm even tighter.

  "… Veridith, it seems your first battle went very well," came a voice from behind.

  Several figures suddenly appeared before them.

  "Sister Aris, Lady Farkonia, Lady Misako!"

  Veridith turo face the newers—Aris and the others.

  Arymm, having lost i iuation, had earlier insisted on taking trol of her body a after she had her fun. Aris, not deeply immersed in her sciousness, had simply sed out.

  "Mm, gd to see everything’s fine."

  Unlike Misako, who expressed her praise, Farkonia seemed more ed. After all, Veridith was one of her closest blood retives. To make up for a promise made to Veridith’ parents, Farkonia treated her like her own daughter.

  Ba the Abyss, Veridith had been tasked with guarding the ions of the Dragon Valley, an area he territory of the demon race. It ce managed by Misako and trolled from behind the ses by Farkonia and the elders of the Dragon ot only was it a beautiful enviro, but it also kept her away from other dragons who envied her natural gifts. More importantly, the area was adjat to the demoory, and thanks to Misako’s ma, no outsiders could easily trespass.

  Of course, the person who had torn apart the entire Dragon Valley in a short span didn’t t.

  The reason Farkonia had allowed Veridith to e here alone was because she had strongly insisted on participating in a real battle. Both Misako and Aris had promised to give her this opportunity to grow, assuring that if anythi wrong, they would rush to her aid, which ultimately persuaded Farkonia to agree.

  "…"

  "Hey! Say something!" Veridith cast her expet gaze in her dire. Sensing this, Misako nudged Aris from behind, trying to prompt the more socially awkward woman to aowledge the mood.

  "… Well done," Aris finally said.

  Fortunately, Aris had learo respond to Veridith’ expet gaze during this time. Although her expression was still g, at least she took a and reached out to pat Veridith’ head.

  At the same time, the small creature attached to Aris also extes tendrils to touch Veridith’ head.

  "Mm~"

  Veridith purred happily, feeling the sensation.

  "Mm…"

  However, the white-haired girl, still led by Veridith’ side, let out a sound of what seemed like caution.

  "… By the way, who is this…?" Misako asked, notig the white-haired girl, who had been ging to Veridith. Initially, Misako assumed the girl was simply seeking fort, but the wary expression she now dispyed indicated something was off. Misako’s radar for fun had definitely detected a shift.

  "Ah, she’s Yuriyas. I saw her being lifted up earlier, looking very pained and frightened, so I saved her. Yuriyas, these are Lady Misako and Lady Farkonia, leaders of the Abyssal federation. And this is Sister Aris, and this is Pupu," Veridith introduced.

  "Sister…"

  Yuriyas looked at the emotionless Aris, seemingly p something.

  To others, Veridith and Aris’ appearances were starkly different, and their temperaments were equally dissimir. However, Yuriyas, still young, didn’t uand cepts like ‘adoptive sisters’ or simply calling someone by a title. She assumed they must be siblings in some special circumstahat expiheir differing looks.

  With that thought, Yuriyas slowly began to let her guard down.

  "Hello."

  Yuriyas greeted everyone politely.

  ‘Oh, looks like this girl has something for Veridith,’ Misako mused internally.

  ‘Though she’s a little girl, so am I, so this shouldn’t be a crime, right?’