"You can't do it, can you? Your words are as pale and weak as your chest... Jiggle. At this level, what can you even accomplish?... Jiggle. Are you trying to make someone face the 'wall' and reflect on their mistakes?... Jiggle."
"Shut up!"
Elizabeth's pretty face abruptly flushed red. "It's only because of my age—absolutely because of that! Western dragons are much more well-endowed than you country bamboo-leaf greensnakes. It's just because I'm still a young Elizabeth Báthory."
"Oh my, I may be only 19, but I'm just 14 this year too~~"
"Fourteen...!!!"
That cruel fact completely sank Elizabeth. She was even two years older than Kiyohime—though it seemed that the "older" part was truly just nominal. (I couldn't find out how old the Dragon Maiden was, but she should have been around sixteen.)
Still, Lianye genuinely felt that the Dragon Maiden had nothing to be so unwilling to concede about. With her head running hot, she had completely forgotten that once she grew up in the future, she would not lose to Kiyohime either. Looking at Camilla's explosively voluptuous, mature-vampire figure, it was clear that the Dragon Maiden's future growth potential was something to look forward to—though a Heroic Spirit's form could not grow like that of an ordinary human.
Even though he had thought of that, Lianye had no intention of reminding Elizabeth.
After all, if he were kind enough to the Dragon Maiden to do something like that, he would not be himself.
"All right, all right~~~"
Standing between the two girls, Lianye shook his head and inconspicuously pulled his hands out from between the mountains.
He truly had no idea why Kiyohime and Elizabeth could still bicker at such a grave and serious moment...
The draconic pressure released by Fafnir was completely painless to Kiyohime and