Chapter 394: Joint Endorsement

Even though Remilia could treat the essence of holy water as mere drinking water, there were ancient dragons who still doubted her identity as a true ancestor of the vampire race, as it seemed too incredible. This was a bloodline power that could rival the gods; how could it possibly appear in a human princess without any reason?

Therefore, these ancient beings, who had lived for eons and possessed vast knowledge and extensive libraries, gathered various ancient texts they had collected. They based their heated debates on Remilia's reactions to various tools that countered vampires to deduce the truth.

In the end, these ancient dragons, based on some seemingly plausible ancient texts and their knowledge and experience, reached the closest conclusion to the truth: Remilia's bloodline rank was below that of a true ancestor but above that of a prince.

Remilia had only merged with a fragment of the true ancestor's source blood, or more crudely put, the dregs of a true ancestor's source blood.

Of course, to beings like epics, Dragon Kings, and gods, these were mere dregs without any value. But for beings below the gods, it was still an invaluable treasure.

Looking at Remilia now, one could tell that a vampire without any weaknesses, to some extent, was a perfect creature.

"So, it's impossible for Remilia to turn back into a human now?" Muria asked with a somewhat gloomy expression to the ancient dragons who had concluded their discussions.

"It's impossible. She is now the purest of vampires, next only to a true ancestor," the ancient gold dragon Basst firmly stated.

"But she's a human princess, the future queen of the Rockman Kingdom. Is it really okay for her to become a vampire?"

"Your Highness, you needn't worry about such matters. Humans will not mind if their ruler is not of pure human lineage.

From what I've seen among humans, many human nobles and royal families no longer possess pure human bloodlines. They inherit the powers of other species and take pride in the strength of these mixed lineages.

In fact, many human rulers are outright monsters who only maintain a human form through transformation spells and rule their people in human guise. So, it's no big deal for Princess Remilia to be transformed into a vampire."

"Is that so?" Hearing the ancient gold dragon's reassurance, Muria's expression lightened slightly, but still looked somewhat troubled.

"Your Highness, do you have any other concerns?"

"Remilia's identity as a vampire will inevitably attract suppression and hostility from many good-aligned forces, but she hasn't done anything wrong." Muria looked around at the ten ancient dragons, "As you know, we metallic dragons target and suppress dark races like vampires according to these rules. According to these rules, Remilia is our enemy."

"Your Highness, there's one thing I want to correct. Our metallic dragon race targets and even attacks dark races, including vampires, because they are brutal, bloodthirsty, and like to cause slaughter and chaos without reason.

Although Princess Remilia belongs to a dark race, she hasn't committed any brutal or evil acts, so she will not be targeted by us."

"You understand Remilia, so you won't target or attack her because of her vampire identity, but what about other good-aligned beings, like human paladins? They won't investigate what Remilia has done before they attack her," Muria voiced his biggest concern.

Hearing Muria's question, the ancient gold dragon Basst paused for a moment, then looked deeply at Muria, smiled slightly, and then spoke, "Your Highness, don't worry, letting other good beings know that Princess Remilia is not an evil vampire is quite simple."

"Oh? How so?" Muria, hiding his joy, asked with feigned curiosity.

"By my endorsement." The ancient gold dragon Basst smiled and extended his palm, where a golden dragon scale shimmered brilliantly.

Then, behind him, a golden dragon shadow rose, emitted a loud roar, and rushed into the dragon scale. Shortly after, a miniature dragon shadow vividly appeared on the scale.

"Princess Remilia, who has inherited the power of the vampire true ancestor." Basst slightly lifted his palm, and the dragon scale flew towards Remilia in Muria's arms, "This is my gift to you, may you maintain your original intentions, suppress the influence of your bloodline, and become a benevolent queen."

"Lord Basst, this..." Muria, looking at the scale emitting a faint dragon's presence in Remilia's hand, showed a touched expression. The ancient gold dragon was endorsing Remilia with his reputation, proving she was not an evil being.

"It's no trouble," the ancient gold dragon Basst waved his hand, "Muria Your Highness, you are now the guardian of Princess Remilia. I hope you can guide the princess earnestly, not letting her fall into evil. If

 so, my gift of this scale today would not be in vain."

"I will," Muria responded solemnly.

Seeing the actions of the ancient gold dragon Basst and Muria's response, the other nine ancient dragons exchanged glances, then each took a scale from themselves, imbued it with their essence, allowing those who sensed these scales to recognize their identity.

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"Ten metallic ancient dragons jointly endorse you, Remilia, from now on, no one will attack you lightly," Muria, looking at the ten different colored scales emitting dragon might, smiled at Remilia in his arms.

"Mm." The young loli princess, her ruby-like eyes sparkling, looked excitedly at the scales surrounding her, nodding her head excitedly.

"Those ancient dragons must have seen my intention," Muria smiled wryly, recalling the meaningful smile of the ancient gold dragon Basst earlier.

As for Remilia becoming a vampire, he naturally held no prejudice—it was merely a special power, sometimes affecting one's personality.

But that wasn't insurmountable; it could be controlled through training and willpower. Thus, Muria's ultimate goal was to have these ten ancient dragons bear witness and jointly certify that Remilia was not an evil entity.

"Remilia, starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to be a qualified monarch," Muria gently stroked Remilia's smooth light blue hair.

The ancient dragons' willingness to endorse Remilia was largely due to him; as such, Muria absolutely could not let down their expectations.

...Several days later, Muria, with Remilia, who cried tears like rain, and many nobles attended the funeral of Beladion, paying their last respects to the hard-working monarch.

Just after burying the former king, Muria began preparations for the upcoming "Golden Dragon Cup" competition.

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