Miss D1 panted for a while, then raised her head and said, "There are many mercenaries around us. They're all your enemies. Although you're very powerful, there are plenty of powerful humans too. If they're willing to risk their lives to attack you, you won't be able to survive. So... I'm giving you a chance now."
After saying that, Miss D1 waved her hand, and a cute little girl suddenly appeared beside her.
"This is her."
That's right, Amia.
The moment her cute little wings and adorable appearance emerged, she pounced into Miss D1's arms.
"Wow, this mommy is so cute too."
Amia directly licked Miss D1's face.
"Wifey!!"
"Pfft... Wifey? Who taught you that? Damn it, don't learn bad things. Is that something you can just call people?"
D1 flicked her forehead.
"Urgh." Amia covered her head, but still slurped at her again.
"Enough. Don't lick me every time you see me."
Fortunately, she hadn't stuck out her tongue. If Amia licked her tongue, then wouldn't that mean she and Amia... Ahem.
In any case, when Amia appeared, the pressure of an Ancient Dragon also spread through the area.
That pressure wasn't directed at the surrounding mercenaries. It was concentrated entirely on the Blue Dragon.
The Blue Dragon trembled, feeling the pressure coming from its bloodline.
"Hm?"
Amia froze for a moment, then turned her head and raised her little face, wrinkling her tiny nose in confusion.
Before she could say anything, the Blue Dragon had already fearfully prostrated itself on the ground.
Yes, with just one look, it submitted.
A drake had encountered a true dragon!
Though Amia looked silly and adorable, she possessed a genuine Ancient Dragon bloodline.
Seeing the Blue Dragon being so sensible, Miss D1 smiled.
"It seems you already have your answer, so