To welcome the Pendragon family’s heir, Count Seyrod gathered most of the nobles from the Seyrod territory. Naturally, everyone’s gazes were directed towards Raven and Soldrake.

“That lady is a dragon?”

“Huh…!”

The eyes of the aristocrats gathered in the palace became humongous when they saw Soldrake’s unimaginable beauty. But as usual, the nobles were unable to handle the naturally flowing energy from Soldrake and turned their heads with sullen expressions.

“We can leave the introductions until the banquet. Why don’t you take a break until the banquet is ready? I have arranged a place for you.”

“I will do that. Thank you for your consideration.”

The heir to a duchy received the title of count from birth. That was why Raven had only shown respect as an equal to other High Lords he had met until now. However, Count Seyrod was more than a High Lord and a count to Raven as he was a relative from the senior generation. So, Raven answered Seyrod’s words with courtesy.

“Of course. By the way…”

Count Seyrod showed gratefulness towards Raven and then took a glance behind Raven.

“This lady does not seem to be a mercenary…”

Sophia, who had been restless until now, bowed her head and avoided Count Seyrod’s gaze.

“She is the youngest...