"Then I'll take a moment to adjust, and we'll head back to the Isolated Island Church afterwards."
As the words fell, the Hero closed her eyes, her consciousness sinking inward as she carefully sensed the changes within herself.
Beside her, the Gleaming Scale Serpent watched the young girl with an expression of deep emotion.
Your Majesty... even when there were no outsiders, he stubbornly continued to use this title.
Back when he was just an ordinary Gleaming Scale Serpent—barely qualifying as a Magic Creature—he had met the Hero and regarded her as his Queen, witnessing her Growth all the way up until now.
So, in truth, he was more aware than anyone that the Hero of the past didn't possess the aura of a true ruler.
She lacked innate arrogance, wasn't steeped in the conceit that comes with power, and definitely didn't have the coldness needed to stand above others, crushing those beneath her.
