103 WELCOME BACK TO MYSELF

"I'M FINALLY free from that fucking nightmare!" Neoma, still in her pretty adult form, screamed at the top of her lungs. Since she didn't have the appearance of a five year old child, she didn't feel bad for cursing. And she felt so badass doing so while riding the back of a fucking Red Dragon. "Love live, Neoma Ramsay's big brain!"

Ah, yeah. She just decided that she would go by the name of 'Neoma Ramsay' from now on. The royal family didn't want her anyway so why would she force herself to be a part of them?

But don't worry, Mama. I will honor your wish and protect Nero and Papa Boss. I just realized that I don't have to be a de Moonasterio to do so.

"Thug princess, don't celebrate prematurely," Tteokbokki aka Crimson (what an awful name), scolded her in his mature and "manlier" voice. Gosh, her baby dragon was also an adult now, huh? How time flies. "We're still inside the demon's territory."

Well, her Soul Beast spoke the truth.