- O great hydra, I bow before you and ask you to let us go. As you can see, I have Jafit's request beacon in my hand. For this reason, if you kill us, the foxes from the royal clan will come here, so that they can see the truth with the help of mystical prediction.

"And you know that this will be an excuse for the monster queen Kamelia to kill you and many other hydras that have long been disobedient. We all know what kind of queen of monsters Camellia is, she often doesn't even need a reason to act.

Saying this, Milana immediately fell to her knees from the pressure of the manno that had gathered around her. She, as an unawakened one, is not able to fully understand the danger of the hydra, and for this reason, she only now felt the heaviness of the attention of this monster, which focused all his attention on her.

"Grrrrr, damn, that mongrel is right. Looks like we're done here, said the center head. All the other heads that wanted to say something fell silent immediately.

Without saying another word, the hydra turned around and jumped down, starting to soar above the ground. As soon as she left, everyone finally sighed. After all, earlier, most of them could not even breathe properly due to inequality in strength. Only Mark, Seno, and Milana survived countless battles to the death. We were able to think clearly.

- I know that it was difficult for all of us now, but I ask you to get together. We're moving out again in a couple of hours. In the meantime, a halt.

When all this was heard, they finally fell to the ground like after running a couple of tens of kilometers.

- Hay, Mark. And you are great for not falling at the sight of a monster. I am grateful, otherwise all the attention would have been focused on me earlier, and I would not have been able to say a word. Then, the worst course of events could have happened.

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- Well, when this lizard looked at me, my blood began to boil. If it continued. I would probably lose consciousness. She gave me special attention. Mark said, complaining about "bad luck".

- Oh, you're right, standing next to you, I felt so much pressure gathered around you, my heart sank when I imagined how this was happening to me. By the way, Milana, why are you not awakened. I didn't feel manno from you at all. Previously, I thought you were just hiding it, but even now you haven't released it to quell the pressure like Mark.

"Heh heh, you understand. It's much easier for you to wake up than for us. You are the first generation. And we, as the heirs of the manno holders, must overcome our blood limitation, which is passed on with each generation. It's especially hard for someone like me. After all, my family did not follow the purity of blood. And I can lean on my body, tempering it in battles. And sharpen your will.

- Cool, that's what it is. It is easier for us to develop manno than for the inhabitants of your world.

- That's right. You are somewhat reminiscent of the first people, they also easily moved forward in their development. Not limited to errors in the form of blood pollution.

"You mentioned pollution so many times, but I don't understand what you mean?"

"Blood pollution is a bit of a complex concept. But if we simplify it, it will look like this. Every living being has a decanter with which he can fill the manno. With someone, he will not be able to withstand even a small drop of manno, like mine. And others can be held even by a whole ocean of manno, and it will not get worse even after a couple of centuries. So when two people meet and have children they create blood pollution.

"Now the purity of blood is observed only by nobles and royal families. And several hidden clans that live in their own special dimensions. The Hydra that you saw earlier can be attributed to one of these hidden families. They rarely show themselves, because their blood is part of the draconic bloodline.

"And they consider everyone else below them. That is why they live in secret, because for the strong in their ideology there is no place among the weak.

Having finished speaking, a girl in a hood ran up to Milana, whispering something, immediately ran away. The very face of Milana at that moment played many different colors of emotion.

"I beg your pardon, it looks like I need to return to my role. Having said this, Milan moved away.