As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

Izayoi Sakamaki said with some dissatisfaction.

"That's not true at all! The judgment of the Little Garden is absolute."

"Stop joking, I'm appealing a wrongful conviction..."

"That's enough, you lot!"

Just then, a male voice suddenly came from the side.

In the distance, a large number of winged soldiers appeared in the sky.

"Hahaha, Izayoi and the others are in big trouble. Well, this has nothing to do with me, I'm outta here."

Seeing the city's military police arrive, Abigail didn't want to be caught in the crossfire, so she jumped off the building to the other side.

After leaving the area, Abigail continued her search for something interesting, and just then she discovered what appeared to be an arena in the distance where a competition was being held.

"Hey, White Demon, I didn't expect to see you here!"

With a somewhat surprised glance at Abigail, who had suddenly appeared beside him, White Yaksha then turned his attention back to the arena.

At this moment, on the arena, Kasukabe Yao can be seen fighting a towering stone giant.

Judging from her demeanor, she seemed quite at ease.

"Abigail, do you think Kasukabe can win?"

"Aren't you just asking the obvious? If you weren't confident, would you have let her participate in a competition like this?"

Abigail said, looking at the situation in the arena.

Sure enough, shortly after Abigail finished speaking, Kasukabe Yo seized an opportunity, dodged the stone giant's attack, jumped up, and then stepped on the stone giant's back from behind.

Surprisingly, the small figure's kick possessed tremendous power. After being stepped on, the stone giant collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

With the winner determined, White Yaksha stepped in front of the microphone.

"As you can see! The one who has finally entered the final is the nameless Kasukabe Yō. As for the rules of tomorrow's final, let's take this as an entrance declaration and let the other host, the guest of honor of this festival, explain them."

After speaking, White Yaksha looked at a red-haired girl sitting in the main seat.

"This little girl is quite nice."

Abigail looked at the girl with an expression of admiration on her face.

The girl stepped forward and took a deep breath.

"Hello everyone, I am the Dominator of the North, Sandra Terdreik!"

Chapter 285 You'll kill someone if you do that!

In a palace.

A man with long horns shouted at Izayoi Sakamaki and the others:

"How dare a nobody cause such chaos to our festival! Be prepared to be punished accordingly!"

"I'm just trying to make the festival more lively, as the White Demon wanted."

"Please don't speak so confidently, you idiot!"

In response to Izayoi Sakamaki's blunt remarks, Black Rabbit pulled out a paper fan and struck her.

"What exactly are you guys doing...?"

"That's enough, Mandela. It's Sandra's job to deliver the verdict."

Seeing that the horned man still seemed determined to cause trouble, White Yaksha said somewhat impatiently.

"To the nobles of the Little Garden and their allies, these are a few people who have come to attend the Fire Dragon Birth Festival. I am very grateful. Fortunately, no one was injured in this incident. The damaged buildings were also repaired thanks to Lord White Yaksha's generous donation. Therefore, I have decided not to pursue this matter further."

Compared to Mandela, Sandra seemed much easier to talk to.

However, this decision did not seem to satisfy Mandela.

"Wow, that's really generous!"

"Since it was you who made the request, consider it a deposit as payment."

Immediately, White Demon and Sandra dismissed their subordinates. After watching all these unrelated people leave the room, Sandra suddenly jumped down from her seat and happily ran towards the nameless direction.

"Ren, Lily, it's been a long time!"

Clearly, Sandra, Ren, and Lily are old acquaintances.

"You're so energetic, that's great."

"This outfit suits you very well."

"I heard you were attacked by the Demon King. I've actually wanted to visit you for a while, but Father suddenly fell ill, and there's the inheritance ceremony to attend to..."

Don't worry about it.

"But it's truly astonishing that Sandra has become a class ruler."

"Don't you dare call me that! You bunch of nameless scum!"

Just then, Mandela suddenly walked over, drew his sword, and prepared to strike Jin. In response, Izayoi Sakamaki simply raised his foot to block the blade.

"Oh, is this guy out of his mind?"

Seeing Mandela's actions, Abigail, standing next to the White Demon, made a comment.

"What did you say? Where did this nobody come from! You have no right to speak here!"

Upon hearing Abigail's voice, Mandela turned to look at her without hesitation.

"You're really angry, White Demon. It seems like I'm being looked down upon. What do you think I should do?"

Hearing Mandela's questioning and disdainful tone, Abigail, who had previously been indifferent to the matter, felt extremely displeased.

"Yeah, it seems they're not planning to stop here!"

Izayoi Sakamaki continued.

"Of course, simply inviting the Nameless One into this festival would damage Salamander's prestige!"

Clearly, Mandela held a very low opinion of the Nameless group, and his arrogant attitude probably meant he didn't even care about ordinary communities.

"Brother! They were our allies in the past. We were the ones who unilaterally broke the alliance. Your attitude is extremely rude!"

“Sandra, you’re too naive. You’re the ruler of the North District now, you shouldn’t be getting so close to some nobody.”

"But......"

"Enough is enough, Mandela."

White Demon couldn't stand it any longer and stopped them.

"Qianyan is just meddling. The mythical beasts of the South are declining in the North, and the fairies of the East are fading away. That's what everyone's saying. Maybe this rumor was orchestrated by the North because of the East District's quarterly plan."

"Brother Mandela!"

Sandra shouted loudly, clearly very angry.

"Now I finally understand why Salamander was inherited by this little girl instead of you. You're siblings, yet you're so ugly and not very bright. Ignorant arrogance won't bring any benefit to the community."

"What did you say?"

Mandela glared angrily at Abigail, pointing his weapon at her.

"Do you know what I'm trying to do right now? Don't you look down on the Nameless? Tell me, what would happen if your Salamander name and flag were taken away?"

Abigail said somewhat gloomily, as Mandela's arrogant words to him had made him very unhappy.

"Hahaha! You should at least find a secluded place to talk in your sleep. White Demon, keep an eye on the people you brought!"

Mandela suddenly laughed; it seemed to be the funniest joke he had ever heard.

“Mandela, I advise you to apologize to Abigail as soon as possible, otherwise even I can’t help you.”

White Demon said seriously that although she and Abigail were partners, she couldn't stop Abigail from doing whatever she really wanted.

"Apologize to her?"

Seeing the White Demon's serious expression, Mandela sensed something was amiss, but his pride prevented him from lowering his head.

"Sandora, quickly persuade your brother, Abigail is a demon king."

Ren whispered to Sandra from the side.

"Really? That's incredible!"

Sandra's expression changed slightly as she looked at Abigail, who was about the same age as her, with great surprise.

"Brother! Apologize right now!"

"Sandra, how can we go with the Demon King..."

"Apologize!!!"

Looking at Sandra's angry face, Mandela hesitated.

"If you don't want to apologize, that's fine too. I don't mind having a proper game with you, a game that can ruin your family."

Abigail wore a somber smile.

"He's just a demon king. We are the rulers of the hierarchy. Do you really think we Salamanders are pushovers?"

"Brother! Apologize now! I'm really getting angry!"

At that moment, Sandra suddenly interrupted Mandela and yelled at him.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

Under these circumstances, Mandela reluctantly apologized.

"I'm so sorry, brother, I offended you. I apologize to you on your behalf."

Sandra, on the other hand, appeared much more sincere.

"Abigail, let's just leave it at that. We still have an agreement between us. Don't go too far."

"In that case, I can let it go, but there's one condition."

"What conditions?"