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Reborn As A Dragon Girl With A System

Orphaned at the mere age of seven and thrown out on the streets with no place to go. Kana lived the life of a street rat. She did what she could to survive from digging through the trash and stealing what she could. But even after almost ten years of surviving, her life still ended short. Holding her head feeling slightly dizzy, her lips slowly curled up into a sinister-looking smile as she let out a laugh. "Maybe someone was listening to me after all! I do not know which god heard my last dying wish, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart! I, Nagano Kana, owe you a debt of gratitude." In a new world, reborn as a dragon, Kana will begin her new journey. She will experience many things along her path as she struggles to grow stronger to evolve and survive in this new world. "That's another one!" Kana spun around in a circle, put her left paw on her hip, and gave a V sign with her right claws while winking… It was a strange pose indeed. --- Join my Discord! https://discord.gg/79yyJSD Show your support and buy me a coffee! https://ko-fi.com/invayne Follow on twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorInvayne Follow on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/invayne/

invayne · Fantasy
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1191 Chs

First Trial Part 6

"An invasion!?" Helden cried out. He was already stunned enough that the human girl who almost died in his office was a princess. Now she was here to warn about an invasion!?

"An invasion, you say? Why risk coming all the way here to tell me this?" The king asked.

"Because I do not think humans and beastkin should be at odds. I never have. I have tried to talk to my father about it many times, but I only get punished in return. I only happened to hear about the invasion when I was passing by his office. I made a habit of it when I roamed the castle to get the gossip of the outside world. When I heard this, I made plans and was able to escape thanks to my maid taking my place. To be honest, I do not think she would be noticed since my father never cared too much about me anyway. The number of times I have met him can be counted on both hands.