Even If I’m Reborn as a Cute Dragon Girl, I Will Still Make a Harem

Lesiah was rendered speechless by the so-called “eyewitness account”. She connected the dots and easily came to one conclusion… She was definitely responsible for everything that had happened.

After all, she was eager to save Lilith at the time and forgot to let Diana and the rest provide a status update to the others. Not to mention those useless traps she had laid down to hinder the black devils…

All these definitely contributed to the part that stated:

Diana and her party bravely marched on to rescue the princess. Unfortunately, no one expected that Golden Demon Htilil was not only powerful, but also shamelessly sinister. She stooped so low as to lay traps on the road to capture her unsuspecting victims. Golden Htilil later arrived on the scene and decapitated everyone.

The remains of those who had died a heroic death have been buried. May their spirits rest in peace…

……

Sacrifice…

Buried ……

Rest in peace…

Ahh, so that was what happened when Diana and the rest turned around and came back, just in time to see Titan 12138 and hauled her unconscious self away. They were actually trying to search for the main party but found their own graves instead. Confused by their discovery, they decided to turn back to discuss the situation with us.

Were they not moving a bit too fast? Lesiah did not think she had taken a long time to rescue Lilith with Diana and the rest. Yet, these people have already confirmed that they were dead, organized their funeral and burial, and even completed a report to upper management.

Lesiah’s brain was a mess like now. She sighed in exasperation. “If I told you everything was a misunderstanding, would you believe me, Professor Marlin?”

The professor pushed his black-rimmed glasses up. His stern eyes revealed a glint of wisdom. “Do you think I will believe it, your royal highness?”

Lesiah could not respond to that.

She knew that the professor was an extremely confident man. The more confidence he had, the more unlikely he would doubt himself.

And more importantly, the professor had greatly impressed all the leaders with his brilliant theories during the square table conference at St. Caroline Academy.

Although what he said turned out to be nothing but b̲u̲l̲l̲s̲h̲i̲t̲ now, it did not change the fact that he had won the trust of those old guys whose brains were full of water.

In short, people would trust his words. Not only that, those people were not ordinary.

As a result, this became a huge problem for Lesiah’s side because they had already been identified as “impostors” by Professor Marlin, a supposedly wise man whose words would be held in high regard.

“Hmph. Even if you don’t intend to admit it, I have already figured out your identity!” Professor Marlin said confidently.

Lesiah merely gave the professor a silent look.

Here we go again…

As expected, Professor Marin pushed his glasses and began formulating his conjectures.

“You… must be one of the natives from that world right? According to our intel, Golden Demon Htilil used some method to win over the natives from that world. Aside from those six students, the others have returned safely. In the absence of the Golden Demon Htilil, the only remaining possibility is that you are one of the natives!”

“I have not the faintest clue what the Golden Demon had promised you, I will still warn you that she is the archenemy of the entire human race! Nothing good will come out of your loyalty toward her! Only death awaits you!”

“Then have you thought of the possibility that… I’m actually not dead?” Lesiah rolled her eyes, feeling an impending headache.

“Impossible!”

An agonized look appeared on Professor Marlin’s face. “That Golden Demon Htilil is cruel and cunning. Those who fell into her hands will meet a tragic end! This has already been proven by Lilith, a student from my academy who suffered in her evil clutches!”

While saying that, Professor Marlin squeezed out a few tears. “Poor Lilith, she was a kind-hearted and gifted student who has an excellent reputation in the academy. To think that such a tragedy befell our young student… I can only blame myself for being too powerless to personally avenge her death!”

“……”

Lesiah’s face was expressionless. She had no idea how to react to the professor.

All she could think of was heaven must be blind. Otherwise, how could this guy get away with telling lies in broad daylight every day like this instead of getting struck by lightning?

“By the way, where is Coleman? Let me speak with him. He knows the real identity of Golden Demon Htilil. He can prove that I am no impostor!”

“Coleman?”

Professor Marlin raised an eyebrow in surprise. “It looks like you are not one to be underestimated. I did not expect you to even know about the princess’ servants.”

“Nonsense! I told you I’m not an impostor!”

Professor Marlin snickered coldly at the princess’ reaction. “I see, you’re still acting tough. Fine, I’ll make you speechless with this!”

Professor Marlin took out a spectrum stone and told the man at the other side of the room. “Bring Princess Lesiah’s personal guard, Sir Coleman, here.”

In just a short while, Coleman was brought into the room by a man whom Lesiah could not see clearly. The servant’s hair was gray and seemed like he had aged more than ten years.

Seeing that familiar figure, hope surged in Lesiah’s heart once again.

“Quick, Coleman. Tell this b̲a̲s̲t̲a̲r̲d̲ that I am no impostor!”

“Your highness?”

Coleman looked at her, a glimmer of light appeared in his rheumy eyes. However, Lesiah immediately froze.

This is… Coleman?

Her personal bodyguard who followed her into that dream world?

Since the room was dim, Lesiah could not get a good look at him. Coleman looked like he had aged so quickly probably because he had been blaming himself for putting the princess in danger.

However, when he faced Lesiah, the princess realized that…

Coleman was not only old…

He looked horrible, like he was a dying old man.

It would not be crazy to say that he looked like he had just crawled out of his coffin.

Professor Marlin patted Coleman’s hunched shoulder and said to Lesiah, “See, Sir Coleman became this way from being tortured by Golden Demon Htilil. This should be enough to make you give up, impostor!”

Lesiah was shaken to her very core…

No…

It wasn’t like that…

She knew better than everyone that Coleman definitely did not become like this because he was tortured by Golden Demon Htilil, because…

“She…”

Coleman spoke up. He sounded stiff, almost as if he was a puppet…

A slight hesitation flashed across Coleman’s eyes…but he continued speaking.

“She is not the princess…”

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