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Hohoh, is this young one your child?

Deep in the Ministry of Magic, in a room buried in books and documents, lived Master Rufus.

Bald head. Rich and white beard. A magician that stood at the apex of the Casalia Kingdom, he didnt act self-importantly either. Three hundred and ten years old. A high ranking magician that has lived a long life.

Long time no see.

Agatha quickly bowed her head. Ria subsequently bowed as well.

Its fine to Identify this child?

Hmm.

Rufus nodded and raised his cane, and for some reason struck a pose.

He exclaimed.

Hmm, I dont know.

Agatha sighed deeply, and Ria fell down.

If its like that, does she have the Gift of Read Resistance?

Rufus muttered seriously, and Agatha let out a somewhat trembling voice.

No way, is this child a hero?

A hero. They appear in history to fight the demon lord, an existence that exceeds common sense.

As for fighting the demon lord in the millennium, there has without exception always been one.

She may perhaps be a hero. Even her magic power already exceeds yours.

Ria didnt have it yet.

It isnt different even when I use identification magic. Whats up with this?

Well, even though its a problem that Identify isnt effective, theres something else I want you to see.

Opening the chest of Rias clothes, four scales were showing. Since Rufus wasnt a pervert, he didnt react to the chest of a little girl.

Speaking of the famous dragonkin, the Empires Militant Emperor Ryuke Riana-sama, and Casarias founder Leyte Anaia were like that.

I heard that in Leyte Anaia-samas lineage a dragonkin is rarely born. This child

Hmm. I never would have predicted something like this

For some reason the conversation advanced into things Ria didnt know. Ria became bored and saw the spines of book lined up, and caught sight of one with an ominous title.

She wanted to read it, but was convinced that she likely wouldnt be allowed.

Thats right. Though Im reluctant.

For some reason the atmosphere was disturbing.

A few days after that passed peacefully.

Ria swung the wooden sword every morning, and took magic lessons from Agatha.

It was a familiar feeling. When looking at the mysteries of swordsmanship from her previous life, masters would emit that atmosphere without fail.

The things Agatha taught was magic for life. So far they were convenient, and in contrast with being valuable for living, they were also essential for fighting, to survive with magic.

Magic for emergency situations like body enhancement, continuous healing, paralysis resistance, toxin resistance, and underwater breathing.

In addition, Dragons Bloodline activated. The awakening gave a Gift of Body Strengthening, and additionally a Gift of Enhanced Vitality.

This worlds dragons were existences equivalent to Gods, but that one definitely appeared.

Half a month passed.

An omen could be continuously felt.

With that, its like saying there is something.

If they really did abandon me, though I could probably make a living, Id likely cry.

Mother, what is it?

Its nothing. Since were going out tomorrow, eat your fill.

Ah, thats it, now Im convinced.

This is probably my last meal.

I probably wont be abandoned. However, somewhere I might be put into a place like a hero training facility.

If it continued as it had so far, that expectation wouldnt be off the mark.

It was something close to her chest. Although there were memories from her previous life, it was still the body of a five year old. Her emotions were sensitive.

And yet she still ate quickly to satisfy her hunger, forcing it somewhere.

She was a gentle mother. Even if Ria enjoyed swinging her wooden sword, her mother would smile with an awkward face.

Thinking that she would have to separate from those two

(Even if I escaped, where would I go?)

She thought about it. Surely she wouldnt be thrown into prison. What if they come to see me.

Making up her mind, she earnestly ate the meal. Regardless of what happened the next day, she wouldnt be able to fight on an empty stomach.

On the morning of the next day, Ria was wearing her best set of clothes, and was shaking in the carriage together with Agatha.

However, where they exited the wagon was different.

Oh, its good you came.

Her magic has increased since the other day.

While conversing, they all entered the castle. The interior was decorated in white marble, with lavish amounts of luxurious ornaments.

She unintentionally raised her voice. Perhaps only Europes royal palace from her past life had something like this.

Though that was actively used, this extravagance was different.

Ria advanced to the interior with her mouth open, adults watching with a smile.

As they went up the staircase, they stepped into the newest part of the royal palace.

You came.

Rufus bowed, Agatha kneeled, and the knights stood at attention. Ria bowed for the time being.

Y-Your Majesty seems to be fine too.

Approximately thirty years old. With the blonde colored hair and blue eyes that were common in this country. He had a refined face.

Nice to meet you, Your Majesty.

She bowed slightly. She thought that if she acted graceful here, it would instead have the opposite effect.

Oh, youre a good child.

A lovely child. With features like her mother.

Five years old, huh. Then shes the third. I wonder if her eyes look like mine?

That part certainly didnt look similar to Agathas.

The kings face was similar.

By some chance, Your Majesty, are you my father?

The king nodded generously.

That is correct, Riana. Your hardships until now are over.

Eh.

My troubles arent over, this means Im a princess!

Ria stared in amazement, screaming in her mind.