"Mother? How did you get here?" Muria was a bit surprised to see the golden-haired girl standing on his shoulder.
"I'm here to help you. What, don't want to see me?" The Golden Dragon Mother, who was about the size of an ordinary human, stood on Muria's shoulder, playfully tapping her knuckles against the armor covering his neck, creating a metallic clattering noise.
"Of course not." Muria, who was worried about their scarce strength on this side, hurriedly responded. The Golden Dragon Mother had travelled from countless light years away in the Erathia World to support him, he could only hope for such assistance. The initial difficulty level of this world was quite high, and it was terrible to be fighting alone, even though this world itself was being quite generous to him.
"Hmm, Little Muria, not bad. You have already reached the Legendary 4th Rank, and in a few years, you'll be able to catch up with me and your father."