DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

"A loli princess hardly commands any majesty, but what about a legendary loli?" Muria mused, indulging in an unrealistic fantasy. "Anyone who dares think the Queen lacks authority could just be slapped to death. Whoever disobeys, just kill them directly."

"But that's impossible!" Muria said regretfully, watching Remilia, who was frowning slightly as she pondered how to handle the refugee resettlement issues.

Enjoying the many conveniences of being an immortal species comes with inevitable downsides. For example, their advancement in cultivation is much slower compared to those with shorter lifespans, and they require far more resources, which is both a disadvantage and an advantage.

Short-lived species can only dream of such a drawback because only the stronger the life essence of a being, the more resources it consumes. Short-lived species simply cannot afford such expenditure.

"Remilia has just advanced to the level of soul intent; advancing to legendary status in a short time is just wishful thinking." Muria frowned in thought, aware of some secret techniques that allow for rapid promotion to legendary status.

However, those techniques come at the cost of sacrificing future potential. Anyone using them would essentially be ruined. Another method involves praying and sacrificing to a deity or epic being.

But those capable of forcibly enhancing someone else's power are rarely from the good alignments, such as the epic Titans, who wouldn't engage in such deeds. So, the prospects are still bleak.

"Brother Muria, what are you thinking about?" Remilia, who was earnestly handling her administrative duties, looked up with tear-filled eyes at Muria. "You're preparing to leave, aren't you?"

"Cough, I'm not planning to leave just yet." Muria coughed awkwardly, feeling somewhat guilty as he looked at the blue-haired, red-eyed loli princess.

"Can't you stay?" Remilia asked pitifully in her Lolita princess dress.

"Remilia Scarlet, remember your surname. You are the rightful heir to the Lockman Kingdom," Muria gently stroked the future queen's hair. "I'm merely governing in place. I will eventually leave, and you will inherit the throne and become the new ruler of the kingdom."

"I could abdicate the throne to you, you could be king, and then stay with me, right?" Remilia tugged at Muria's clothes, uttering words that would make the former rulers of the Scarlet family rise from their graves in anger. If her father, Belladion, were alive to hear this, he would surely spit blood and die again.

Such a request would tempt even a proud golden dragon. To rule a nation—what a temptation that is! With the human population of the kingdom in the hundreds of millions, it's enough to support a mortal ascending to godhood, becoming a revered deity.

And godhood equates to immortality, which is the ultimate pursuit of most aspiring legends in the world of Erathia. Faced with such a temptation, Muria shook his head without hesitation.

"The throne of the Lockman Kingdom belongs to the Scarlet family. It is your throne, not mine," Muria reassured the somewhat panicked loli princess with a gentle smile. "Don't worry, I'm not leaving just yet. There's still time!"

"Brother Muria, why refuse to be king? I've read in many books that many people would kill each other for a throne, using any means necessary."

"Because I have higher aspirations than being a king," Muria laughed. To him, becoming a deity and achieving immortality held no allure. In his view, as long as one keeps getting stronger, immortality will naturally follow. Pursuing immortality as the ultimate goal is too low for him.

Certainly, if Muria became the true ruler of Lockman Kingdom, and with sufficient time to govern the kingdom before reaching the pinnacle of legendary status, he could lay a solid foundation for his ascension by having millions of humans as his followers.

"The conditions that prevent many human rulers from becoming deities, such as reaching the pinnacle of legendary power, are naturally achievable for someone like Muria.

"Is that so!" Remilia's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Brother Muria, what are you pursuing?"

"To travel the endless void, to see thousands of worlds." Muria shared his current goal and ideals, which might evolve with increased knowledge and experience.

"Can I come with you?" Remilia asked eagerly, not knowing what the void represented, but needing only to know that it was where Muria wanted to go.

Since her father Belladion's death, Muria had been accompanying Remilia, filling the void left by her father with his brother-like presence.

Although by timeline, Remilia had been accompanied by the loli Yingdila for a longer period, Yingdila's mentality was even more childish than Remilia's, often needing Remilia

's care and unable to provide the security that Muria could.

Muria's presence, especially after Remilia transformed into an incomplete true ancestor of the vampires over the past decade, had created a strong dependency in her.

Whenever she encountered difficulties she couldn't solve, she turned to Muria; when she felt wronged and sad, she sought Muria; when something joyful happened, she shared it with Muria... No matter what, she looked to Muria because, in Remilia's eyes, he could solve everything.

"..." Facing Remilia's gaze, clear as rubies, Muria was silent for a moment before shaking his head slightly. "You can't come with me to the void."

"Why?" The loli princess's voice carried a hint of a sob. "Do you dislike me? You've been rejecting me all day; you weren't like this before."

"Because you are to be a queen! Lockman Kingdom needs you to govern. Until your successor ascends, you cannot remove your crown and leave the kingdom," Muria patiently explained why Remilia could not leave.

"A successor?" Catching a keyword in Muria's explanation, Remilia's eyes shone brightly. The clever loli princess quickly pieced together a thought: successor = she's no longer queen = can stay by Muria's side = never parting.

"Don't even think about it; you won't have a successor anytime soon," Muria immediately saw through her thoughts.

"Why?"

"Because you are not of age yet; you can't have offspring," Muria explained awkwardly. "You are the only rightful heir of the Scarlet family; only your direct descendants have the right to inherit the throne, which means you must have a son or daughter."

"Offspring." Remilia's young face lit up with anticipation. "Brother Muria, then can you have a child with me!"

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