Volume 4 Chapter 125

Volume 4 + Chapter 125: Crushing The Minotaur

Almost everyone tensed up, focusing all their attention on the battle between the Silver Dragon Princess and the Minotaur Chieftain.

After all, this Silver Dragon Princess had almost never taken action in public before.

Her appearance looked so fragile—so weak that she seemed as if she could be knocked over with a single push. Compared to the Minotaur Chieftain, whose body was like a small hill, the difference in size was enormous.

Let alone ordinary adults— even seasoned, battle-hardened warriors, if they were charged head-on by the Minotaur Chieftain, would undoubtedly be reduced to dust beneath those twin hooves.

The Silver Dragon Princess is going to be turned into minced meat.

This was the very first thought that arose in everyone’s mind.

Yet a strange scene unfolded. Xia Yi did not dodge or retreat, and there was not even a hint of panic on her face.

Facing the Minotaur Chieftain’s ferocious assault, she instead raised the Rose Staff in her hand and charged straight at him head-on.

“This…?! Has she lost her mind?!”

“The dragon clan is just standing there watching? Their princess is about to die!”

“She’s crazy— a mage actually wants to engage the Minotaur Chieftain in close combat?!”

Everyone felt utterly confused.

The Minotaur tribe already seemed to have an eighty percent chance of victory.

Even powerful minotaur warriors would avoid the Chieftain’s charge, let alone such a petite girl.

This time, the dragon clan was bound to lose face completely— their dignified heir dying in a duel.

“Go regret it in hell, Silver Dragon Princess!”

The Minotaur Chieftain had already charged up to Xia Yi. As if he had lost all reason, his muscles bulged again, his aura surged explosively, and atop his existing techniques, he unleashed an even more violently explosive strike.

“Bull Demon Grand Impact!!”

“Come on, Minotaur Chieftain!”

Xia Yi’s eyes sharpened. She did not choose to use sword techniques, instead, she decided to counter with pure, raw power.

In her hands, the Rose Staff blurred into afterimages.

Sleep Magic!

Boom!!

After a deafening explosion, the air itself began to quake with force. The collision between Xia Yi and the Minotaur Chieftain was like a detonated bomb, whipping up a massive shockwave that hurled dust skyward, forming a raging sandstorm.

On the surrounding waters near the island, layers of violent waves surged outward, spreading in all directions.

“Waaaaahhh!!”

Some of the weaker races were flung directly into the air, nearly swept skyward by the blast.

Even several powerful figures stepped in, shielding their compatriots from the shockwave.

Before the dust had settled, the outcome of the final clash remained unknown.

“What happened?!”

“Do you even need to ask? Of course our chieftain won!”

“That Silver Dragon was far too arrogant— she didn’t even use her dragon form. There’s only one possible outcome!”

No one blinked. Every eye was fixed on the center of the battlefield.

The first figure to appear was—

Mack Bloodhoof!

The Minotaur Chieftain was still standing, he had not fallen.

The minotaurs’ eyes lit up as they burst into cheers.

“So powerful— our chieftain is truly mighty!”

“The chieftain crushed the Silver Dragon Princess! The chieftain is invincible!”

“This is a victory for the minotaurs!”

The delegations of other nations and races were not surprised by this result, though some felt disappointed.

A mage actually chose to confront a Minotaur Chieftain— who relied purely on brute force— in a frontal contest of strength.

The dragon clan really was arrogant to the extreme.

“Chieftain! Why aren’t you smiling?”

Just as the minotaurs were about to celebrate, they noticed something was wrong.

The Minotaur Chieftain stood frozen in place, eyes wide open, his face filled with utter shock— as if he were questioning the meaning of life itself. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his lips seemed to mutter something repeatedly.

“Impossible… this is impossible… absolutely impossible…”

“Chieftain, you’ve already won—”

Suddenly, the minotaur’s words cut off abruptly.

The dust finally dispersed completely, and another figure emerged. That person was also standing— it was the Silver Dragon Princess!

Xia Yi, just like the Minotaur Chieftain, remained standing and had not fallen.

But unlike him, her face carried a faint, calm smile.

“What’s going on? The chieftain tied with the Silver Dragon Princess?”

“Isn’t the Silver Dragon Princess a mage? She actually has this kind of strength?”

“To possess power capable of matching the Minotaur Chieftain at such a young age— that’s truly terrifying!”

The crowd was thoroughly taken aback.

“A tie? You’re mistaken. Look carefully— this is the Silver Dragon Princess’s victory.”

Tia rejected everyone’s notion of a draw and pointed toward the ground beneath Xia Yi and the Minotaur Chieftain.

Following the Knight King’s gesture, the crowd looked closely.

The conditions beneath their feet were different.

Under the silver-haired girl, the ground was completely undisturbed.

But behind the Minotaur Chieftain’s heels, soil had piled up— clear evidence from the backward skid marks that he had been pushed back by Xia Yi.

Which meant—

In the contest of pure strength, the Minotaur Chieftain had been at a disadvantage.

It was the Silver Dragon Princess’s victory!!

“Did you see that, you bunch of savage minotaurs? Even in a contest of strength, you can’t defeat Her Highness the Princess! The Princess utterly crushed the minotaur!”

“Our dragon princess is number one in the world!”

“Popping the champagne at halftime? Huh? Celebrating early? Why aren’t you shouting now? Hey, hey, why so quiet??”

The dragon guards, who had remained silent until now, finally began to mercilessly taunt them.

The Minotaur Chieftain’s face flushed red, then pale— overwhelmed with shame.

Although the battle had not yet reached its final conclusion, losing in a contest of brute force— the very domain the Minotaur Chieftain excelled at— was an unbearable humiliation.

The Minotaur Chieftain had nothing to say. The minotaur temperament was straightforward: a loss was a loss, with no excuses or justifications, lest they stain the honor of their race.

“Silver Dragon Princess, I acknowledge it. In this clash of strength, you were indeed superior.”

The Minotaur Chieftain admitted it, nearly grinding his teeth to dust as he withdrew, preparing to leave.

All the minotaurs fell silent, completely deflated. This time, they could only accept it.

Naturally, the only ones celebrating were the dragon clan.

The delegations of the other nations remained silent, as quiet as a library.

Although the dragon clan now held the moral high ground, and the Silver Dragon Princess had proven she was no mere decorative figure— fully qualified to represent her people—

The other nations still harbored considerable reservations about the dragon clan joining the Anti–Vampire Clan Alliance.

The Minotaur tribe’s submission did not mean the others were convinced.

Prejudice was like a towering mountain— it would not simply vanish just because one chose to pretend not to see it.

Seeing this, Xia Yi frowned, feeling that the situation was becoming troublesome.

At this rate… wouldn’t someone else jump out to object again, one after another, endlessly?

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a young girl from a higher-ranked race spoke up on her own initiative, breaking the deadlock.

“Hehe. Since everyone still has concerns about the dragon clan, why not let our race serve as guarantor and allow the dragons to join the Anti–Vampire Clan Alliance?”