Am really a Dragon!

Clover's Rash Declaration.

The Guest came before us one after another and offered their fealty along with words of encouragement to Clover that sounded to me as just egregious 'Boot licking'.

Words like ' I would do my best to serve you even if I have to lay down my life and my children's,' or

'Regardless of the storm, I would surely brave through it if it means putting a smile on your face,' this one was from her admirers.'

"Your highness, may the blessing of Freya be your foundation, that of Athena as your Armor and Artemis the great be your bow. House Gilthunder offers its congratulations to your successful Coronation, and your coming of Age"

A frown suddenly appeared on my brows unconsciously as I narrowed my eyes to peer at the incoming person, a man I considered a nuisance and lecherous person right from start.

Coming up front was the very lusty devil with his signature look.

His eyes darted around and zoned on the full chest of every well-endorsed woman. He didn't stop there though, and even wholly fixed his eyes on my Clover.

I release a gust of my Aura and openly impeded his gaze, this caused him to stagger back and look at me in horror.

Not missing a beat, I let my stance known, " I see you are doing quite well right... Guido. It is good to know there's still someone who could retain his Positive and vibrant personality even after so long, it's truly rare."

Snickers rang through the whole hall, he had been widely known throughout due to his habits of constantly chasing skirts. The number of women he had tricked to his bedroom numbered in the tens yet his hunger hasn't been distinguished yet.

"This... Milady must be jesting, after all, Time prevails over everything including the soul. Right now what this Old man is only to find a place to live the last of his days in peace." He refuted tacitly.

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"A place filled with women!" A voice cried out and the hall was suddenly brimming with laughter and condemnations.

"I see. So why would you inconvenience yourself to visit me from your 'residual home'?" With this, I knew I had pinned him down. Even if he was shameless enough to confess that he came here to take my daughter's hand in marriage, I could use this leverage to not so humbly request he leaves to his 'last days of life' home. But his answer stubbed me

"This old man didn't want to feel left out. I came to offer my fealty and also introduce my Son to this great commune."

My eyes suddenly fixed on his said son and had to do a retake again for a split second.

' Truly a work of art!'

With such a spotless heart-face coupled with a well-chiseled jawline, he looked the warrior in every way. But it wasn't any of those that captivated me but instead his eyes. his oval eyes were blessed with the deep blue color with flashes of gold. These are thee rimmed with a bright crimson and finally covered with sleek but somewhat unruly eyebrows.

‘A true Master has appeared!’

"Rudeus Gilthunder! get in your knee and greet your Queen according to royal etiquette!" Guido whisper in a not too low voice.

I mean even though he tried to reduce his amplitude as much as possible, The hall was literally cluttered with Masters who had horned their complete 6 senses including hearing. So it was just as if he talked out loud in an open room.

"Huh?"

'That voice!' My chest momentarily tightens as my heart did a flip. although it was just a word, not even more than a syllable, it did nothing in hindering how rich his treble was. Almost to the point that there was no raspiness.

‘Damn, am I cursed? of all men, I had to be interested in a toddler. This is the greatest shotacon in history!!’

Even the hall was silenced for a few seconds before the younger generation —probably feeling jealous or competitive — voiced their displeasure.

"Do you not know proper etiquette? Now before your Queen. You're probably just a chicken finally leaving the farm."

"True, stop standing there in a trance of lust and get on your knees and apologies to the Queen for being an ignorant cheap stake. You can't read or write. A commoner of the lowest order."

Hearing all of this, I and all the masters and titled nobles unsurprisingly remained passive and didn't utter a word. When one reaches our level, the mind must be refined through countless hardships and ordeals. Things like this would surely reinforce his mind and belief and also make him breakthrough to higher heights... that's on the pretense that he overcomes It.

"Rudeus Lai, of House Gilthunder greets your Highness, your Majesty."

Before either I or Clover could respond. the testosterone-induced boys and men had already brought up their first with deep indignation.

"What? that's it? What sort of play are you performing, huh? Go on your knees proper and pledge your fealty... Do you want to rebel?"

Still, with a calm face, the boy ignored the misgivings and cupped his fist before making a slight head now with difficulty... something short of calling it a nod.

"This young one offers his apology to the Masters here. But my head cannot be lowered. I'd rather give you my life."

Uproar escalated everywhere and Guido nervously berated his son. Finally, Queen Clover rose from her seat and spoke.

‘She's my daughter through and through. Impulsive’

"Do you know what you just said now could be considered as Treason? In a place with Redwoods, elephant grass could never play an important role, and when compared with the Mountains snails have no worth. Let not your pride blind you. Here, cut-off from the mortal world, there are masters like the sand of the sea. Even a single breath of theirs can destroy your soul"