The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

This damn... foul cat!

Dares to look down on me like this!

Watching Sarah turn her back and walk towards the Demon King, Kana let out a suppressed low growl.

Just as Sarah stopped and turned around, she leapt backward like a swift rabbit, pulling away a dozen meters!

Sarah made no further moves, just quietly watching her continue the performance.

"I haven't lost yet!" Kana snarled, as the scales on her body suddenly began to fade, gradually blending with the surrounding environment.

"I admit you're skilled! But the fight isn't over yet!"

Watching Kana disappear into the bushes, Sarah chuckled lightly, her voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"Is that it?"

Yet, although she didn't take the opponent's tricks seriously, there was no heavy mockery in her eyes, but rather a slight hint of respect compared to before.

This respect wasn't due to the opponent's strength, but for the courage to draw a sword and face a stronger opponent.

She conceded.

This guy was a warrior.

Just a bit weak and somewhat arrogant.

"Enough, Kana, that's enough! Her strength far surpasses yours, there's no shame in losing to her!" Siya reprimanded anxiously, staring at the woods not far away.

This guy was hiding well, even she couldn't determine the exact location.

But clearly—

This level of concealment wasn't enough to defeat a Divine General level powerhouse!

An angry roar emanated from the forest, a voice seemingly coming from all directions without a specific pinpoint.

"Allow me to refuse! You may punish me however you wish afterward, even if you cut off my head, I'll accept it! But now, I absolutely cannot... just lose to this guy!"

As she spoke, a flash of blue shot out from the nearby bushes, like lightning aiming at Sarah, who stood defenseless in the open.

However—

That supposed defenselessness was merely an illusion.

The seemingly exposed Sarah had already immersed her senses in the surroundings, her perception like a dense net covering a radius of several dozen meters... the sway of grass and trees, even the breathing of insects in the bushes, couldn't escape her intuition.

This, of course, included the self-satisfied Kana who thought herself well-hidden.

Almost at the moment of attack, Sarah was ready to respond, casually placing the dagger horizontally before herself.

Clang—!

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, transforming into a breeze that swayed the surrounding bushes.

Kana stared wide-eyed at her scimitar, now broken in two pieces, and when she looked at Sarah again, there was no longer any contempt, only deep shock and awe.

No room for any debate.

If the dagger at her throat earlier could be excused as a surprise attack, now she lost not only in straightforward strength but also in her strongest domain—stealth, thoroughly outdone by the opponent.

"...I lost."

She knelt on one knee, picking up the broken blade in both hands, offering it forward without regret, saying sincerely.

"I, Kana... am willing to accept your judgment, at your disposal!"

Sarah merely glanced lightly at the Bronze Broken Blade offered in Kana's hands, then sheathed her dagger, speaking in a cool voice.

"Lord Demon King told me not to shed blood. I won't deal with you, nor does your sword need to be offered to me. Offer it to the Supreme One instead."

Kana looked up in disbelief at Sarah who let her go so easily, a hint of astonishment written in her amber vertical pupils, soon turning into emotion.

In the Sand Ridge Tribe, losing a duel meant losing one's scales and tail.

Especially after the previous provocation, having promised to accept judgment, even the most brutal torture inflicted by the opponent should be uncomplained.

Her throat moved, and Kana sincerely said.

"I will offer my sword to the Demon King, and your forgiveness and mercy I will also remember... I will repay this favor."

Sarah nodded slightly, no longer speaking, and returned to the Demon King's side, looking at him with a hint of expectation.

'Did I do right?'

Is that even a question?

Utterly right, of course!

Luo Yan certainly understood the expectation in Sarah's eyes, smiling as he petted her head.

"Well done."

The Sand Ridge Clan were now considered part of the Demon King Army, and for any rebellious individuals, a little smacking would suffice... like a TV with poor reception.

Sarah had perfectly balanced her actions.

No wonder she's my cat!

Feeling the warmth spreading through her scalp, a somewhat shy smile appeared on Sarah's usually reserved face.

But with others watching, she remained restrained, without making any further commotion.

Siya watched in surprise, while the look in Nema's eyes towards Sarah was filled with clear caution and shock.

Her control over power was so precise, the attack executed fluidly, even breaking the Bronze Scimitar gifted by the Clan Mother to Kana in one strike!

She was now even more certain that the mysterious woman always standing by the Demon King's side, with her aura suppressed to the extreme, had strength far beyond her imagination!