Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

Inside the gate was a vast space covered with a bright red carpet. Even during the day, luxurious lighting fixtures cast bright light from the ceiling, illuminating the knights, civil officials, and nobles who were dressed in formal attire and had solemn expressions.

—How should I put it? Satella felt a serious and solemn aura wash over her.

"Gurgle—"

Satella swallowed hard.

She wasn't the kind of transmigrator who, upon transmigrating, could chat and laugh with a king or even doze off in the royal court.

She was just an ordinary person who would get nervous giving speeches in high school, so after peeking inside from the doorway, she said awkwardly, "Lia, listen to me, I've suddenly developed a condition where I can't see many people!"

"what?"

Emilia looked panicked. "There's such a strange disease? I... I'll call a doctor for my sister right away!"

"How could such a disease exist..."

Parker covered his face, feeling ashamed of his daughter's lack of common sense. "Your sister is just joking with you."

Upon hearing this, Emilia immediately turned her head and stared sharply into Satella's eyes.

Satella guiltily turned her face away.

"Seriously, sister, don't joke like that with me! I won't be able to tell the difference!" Emilia said indignantly. "Besides, we've already come this far, are we going to turn back now?"

...Yes, they were already standing in the corridor leading to the throne room, surrounded by royal guards. Turning back now would seem even more embarrassing.

Cheer up, Satella!

So what if I have to receive an audience with a bunch of people? At worst, I'll just treat them all like vegetables!

Satella patted her cheeks to encourage herself, then took a deep breath, stepped over the high threshold, and went inside.

"Shh-!"

Dozens of gazes instantly focused on Satella.

"A silver-haired half-demon?!"

Starting with the ten elderly men sitting in the most prominent chairs, such low whispers began to fill the royal hall.

Given the reserve of these important figures, they shouldn't be whispering like this in such a setting, but Satella's appearance was simply too striking, not to mention Emilia was by her side.

Legend has it that the Witch of Jealousy was a silver-haired half-elf.

It is said that Emilia, one of the Chosen Ones, has an appearance that is remarkably similar to that of the Witch of Envy.

And now, a girl who looks exactly like Emilia has appeared openly in the royal hall.

"And, I heard her name is..."

"Could it really be..."

"To allow two half-demons to appear in the throne room is utterly defiled."

"..."

Satella's little hand was held tightly by another little hand.

Perhaps fearing Satella's outburst, or perhaps worried that she couldn't handle it, Emilia held Satella's small hand tightly.

but.

That was too forceful.

The force was less about comforting Satella and more about the overwhelming unease and fear within her, which made her mind unable to control her body and subconsciously want to find someone close to share the burden.

Satella then narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in her beautiful red pupils.

"May I have your name."

She asked the question to the bald old man who had spoken first.

Although clearly reluctant, considering Satella's possible identity, the bald old man still answered awkwardly, "I am Bordeaux."

"What's the position?"

"Added as a member of the Kingdom's Wise Men's Society."

A member of the Wise Men Society.

That's a very high status.

For the Kingdom of Lugnica, which is now without a king, the Sages' Guild is its leader.

However, in Roswaal's words from the original work, even when the former king was still in power, he was sidelined by this group of people.

In short, they're probably just a group of people who are used to being high and mighty.

Satella nodded and quietly asked, "Who will slap him for me?"

When the entire royal hall fell silent because of Satella's words, someone jumped out.

That's because Subaru Natsuki was on the verge of losing his temper after his beloved was slandered.

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Teenagers in their adolescence are fearless like this. Even knowing that the person sitting at the head of the table has power that they may never be able to attain in their lifetime, they still rush forward without fear.

Snapped!

The loud slap silenced the entire royal hall.

"We are not equal."

Inside the royal hall, the atmosphere was like a sky filled with dark clouds, so oppressive it was suffocating. But at that moment, this powerful statement was like a thunderclap, shattering all the dark clouds.

"Just as you, as a member of the Sages' Guild, recklessly mocked Emilia, who has half-elf blood, I, as a Dragon Envoy, can also recklessly mock you."

“I made a mistake.” Looking at the people who were looking up at her in shock, Satella smiled slightly, as if she had successfully pulled off a prank. “But there’s nothing you can do about it.”

"—Because we are not equal!"

With these words, Satella strolled to the very top of the throne room and looked down at the group of people below.

Let me introduce myself.

—The story above is only half told.

Before going on stage for the speech contest, Satella was so nervous that her mind went completely blank and she almost forgot all her script. But when she stood on the stage, her confident expression and composed demeanor won her first place in that school speech contest.

Now, Satella is gazing down at the knights, sages, and nobles with the same air of authority.

The voice was like cutting through ice and snow, resolute and stern:

"My name is Satella, the Satella of the Jealous Witch. You may fear me, you may slander me behind my back, but if you are not prepared to fight against dragons, please do not court death in front of me. I will not be as gentle and kind as Emilia, because I do not need your respect, you only need to revere me, that is enough. —End of this."

When Satella's voice fell, the entire throne room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Beneath the throne, the Sages, knights, nobles, and civil officials were all completely silent.

"Lia, your older sister is really amazing."

"……Um."

Responding softly to Parker's whisper, Emilia clenched her hands in front of her chest as if her heart had been gripped by something, gazing at the spirited girl at the top.

Standing beside her were three other chosen ones—Curshua, Priscilla, and Anastasia.

These three people never considered her a competitor; their indifference and even disgust were palpable.

Yet at this moment, he gazed at the person on the throne with respect, interest, and even approval.

That was her older sister.

They were both silver-haired half-elves.

If Satella had shown Emilia her strength before, then today she showed Emilia her mental strength.

Such an older sister is truly someone to admire...

Taking in everyone's expressions, Satella exhaled, composed herself, and, as if nothing had happened, smiled and said:

"Of course, I also know that you are probably not here for me today, but for my identity as the Dragon Envoy. If I don't summon the dragon now, I'm afraid that old man who was slapped just now will not be convinced."

"In that case, I'll show you a real dragon."

Author's Note:

PS1. Thanks to Zhonglouyue, Patchouli Noreiki, Xiaozhi, vvvv, Ai Chi Xuanmai de Qigai, Jianjian Mao Nu Hua Xiaoyuan, Letengning, Me, Rise, Hu Yichan, Hanhen Yin Sanlu, Sheng Huihui, Dudu Gebu, Jingjie_Yakumo Zi, Biaoke knf, Lingzhong Yeque, and Shijuya Sakuya★ for their blades and donations.

PS2. I saw someone asking for a picture of Satella, so I'm uploading one. This is the original cover.

Chapter 38 Baby Dragon Kanna

Royal city, within a garden.

A gentle breeze rustled the grass, turning it into a green sea. Flowers exuded fragrance, and a cute little girl, with her short legs, chased butterflies and ran across the lawn, adding a touch of childlike fun to this picturesque scene.

Enjoying the pleasant temperature of late spring and early summer, Satella lay on Emilia's soft thighs, took a deep breath, and filled her nostrils with the fragrance of a young girl that was even more fragrant than flowers.

"Playing games while enjoying a beautiful girl's lap pillow, this is life, white stockings prprpr~~" The satisfied voice gradually changed its tone towards the end.

"Big sister, please don't make such strange noises, or I'll get very embarrassed."

Although she was saying those words, Emilia's eyes were fixed on the little girl.

Simply because that figure was too captivating.

"Guwa—"

Suddenly, the little girl fell onto the lawn, Emilia's delicate eyebrows trembled violently, and even Puck, who was floating in the air, closed his eyes, as if an earthquake was about to occur.

Of course, no earthquake occurred.

The little girl, who had just smashed a deep crater in the ground, walked towards Satella with her short legs looking aggrieved.

The small figure slowly magnified in Emilia's purplish-blue pupils.

From her appearance, she didn't seem to be a particularly special little girl.

Her pink and white outfit had a distinct ethnic feel, her long, pinkish-white hair was tied into two cute strands that cascaded down her back, and her chubby, baby-faced features and clear, lake-like blue eyes held the boundless thirst for knowledge common to all children…

From all perspectives, she was just an ordinary little girl.

in case……

If you ignore the horns on her head.