Welp, to cut the long story short… they believed me once I gave my little demonstration.
Nadia, the Dragonkin Chief had no choice but to affirm my words. Not doing so, after all the evidence I had provided, would be plain stupid—at least, according to common sense.
'Whew!' I heaved in relief.
After all, my little MP only allowed me to use my Draconic Transformation for barely a few seconds before reverting to plain ol' Sam. Still, it was worth it. I matched the description they all had of me, plus I was also making a bold claim.
Most importantly, they were desperate.
'In the end, they have no choice but to listen.'
"F-fine… we concede," Nadia spoke, after leaking out a bit of a hesitant expression.
Even if she tried to hide her thoughts, I could tell. Even Sirius and Lydia were already displaying signs of reverence towards me. It was one thing to own a powerful Dragon, and it was another to be a powerful Dragonic Warrior—though the two weren't exactly mutually exclusive.
