Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 519 Family Time

The demoness surveyed her surroundings.

Maeve sighed softly, comparing the landscape of her own demon realm to the scenery here.

"Oh! So you are the legendary dragon empress!" Maeve’s attention shifted toward Yasmine. Although she had heard countless tales regarding her, this was their first actual encounter.

The fox demon had only caught a fleeting glimpse of her once during the great war.

"Greetings, Maeve. Please, just call me Yasmine."

"You have finally returned!" Vanessa beamed, pulling Yasmine into a warm embrace. Diana and Fiona quickly joined in.

A strong sisterly bond had already formed between the three of them.

"Thank you Mother, Diana, and Fiona." Yasmine felt a wave of joy finally being reunited with her family.

"..." Fiona moved quietly to Vritra's side, seeking comfort by holding his hand; only then did her heart feel at ease.

"Have you successfully reclaimed your throne?" the goddess inquired. They were prepared to intervene if any resistance remained.

"Yes, everything proceeded flawlessly thanks to hubby," Yasmine replied.

Watching his women interact, Vritra contemplated the hierarchy of their current power levels.

'Yasmine and Fiona likely lead the pack, particularly with the Undead Mythic halo. Mom, Diana, and Maeve probably follow in third,' he calculated mentally.

Naturally, if they ever engaged in serious combat, the actual results might shift slightly.

"Why don't we take a tour of the kingdom? There are many sights I wish to show you," Yasmine suggested, truly grateful for such a supportive family.

The dragoness was no longer isolated. If only Yennefer were present, their family circle would be truly whole.

...

The group explored various regions of the vast dragon kingdom, with Yasmine enthusiastically leading them to landmarks filled with her personal memories.

They shared meals and occupied a grand suite together within the newly established palace.

Vritra dedicated this brief respite to focusing on his family, grateful that no immediate threats had emerged.

Nevertheless, he maintained a vigilant watch over many of the dragons to guarantee Yasmine's continued safety.

In the evenings, Vritra found himself even more occupied satisfying the various ladies; of them all, the dragoness demanded the most stamina.

The following days passed in relative tranquility. While Yasmine attended to her royal duties, she spent the bulk of her time with her loved ones.

On the third night, Vritra felt a vibration coming from his inventory.

Upon retrieving the item, he saw it was a communication glyph carrying a message from Gunter.

He lay across the bed, unclothed beneath the blankets alongside his women after another intense session of passion.

He activated the message to listen.

"Art, are you able to come back tomorrow? We are scheduled to meet with the Ford family, and your presence is mandatory." Gunter’s voice then took on a tone of concern: "Cough... You are doing alright, I hope? Contact me immediately if you run into any trouble."

Vritra sent a brief "Okay" in response before stowing the glyph away.

Within the Yate family, Gunter was one of the few individuals he actually respected.

"Are you departing again tomorrow?" Fiona asked, her expression drooping into a pout that was both beautiful and endearing.

"Yes. I must find information regarding Yenni. I know she is safe for the moment, but I cannot say for how long. I need to move quickly," Vritra answered, kissing her brow as he drew her closer.

"Mhmm," Fiona nodded, as he had already shared the full situation with them.

"For the time being, we will head back to our respective cities. With your return, we need to adjust our strategies and adopt a less hostile stance," Vanessa whispered, her chest pressing against Vritra's face.

Over the past few days, he had certainly enjoyed his fill of his favorite milk.

It was undoubtedly the thing he had craved the most during their time apart.

"I'll leave my wraiths behind with you all, just to be safe," Vritra promised.

They talked for a while longer until they eventually drifted off to sleep, comforted by each other's presence.

Word of Yasmine's reappearance spread rapidly, both within the dragon kingdom and across the world beyond.

By this point, the rumors that the presumed-dead empress had returned were common knowledge.

She had seized control of the dragon realm in mere moments, and her name still struck terror into the hearts of many.

The citizens of the kingdom were ecstatic; though Yasmine was known for her severe discipline, their quality of life was vastly superior under her rule.

As long as they remained law-abiding, they had nothing to fear.

They offered thanks to the heavens that Dago was gone and that the most gifted being in history had returned to them.

Various organizations reacted differently to the news—some with joy, some with indifference, and many with hidden resentment.

The demons offered no immediate response.

While no one launched an attack, many factions began sending formal gifts.

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The following morning, the group woke late. After a final meal and a few more hours together, Fiona, Diana, Maeve, and Vanessa prepared to depart.

Each of them insisted on a long, passionate kiss from Vritra before they left.

"Hubby, I am coming with you," Yasmine declared. The kingdom was significant, but only because she was securing it for his sake.

Now that she possessed a physical form again, the dragoness refused to be parted from him.

"Very well, you can accompany me, but you must remain concealed," Vritra noted. It felt slightly unusual not to hear her voice echoing directly in his mind after so long.

"That's fine, I just want to stay by your side. The others can manage things here while I'm gone." Yasmine grinned widely, clinging to his arm.

She issued several commands to the dragons; having proven his absolute loyalty, Rago was left in charge.

...

Eventually, the pair exited the dragon kingdom. Choosing not to use a portal or teleportation, they took to the skies toward the Yate realm.

"Haa, nothing compares to a belly full of your warmth, hubby," Yasmine remarked while stroking her stomach. She had made it her personal goal to be filled first thing every morning.

She wanted to be the first in at least one category.

Vritra simply rolled his eyes as they flew. Even at a leisurely pace, they reached their destination within the hour.

"Alright, wifey, it is time to hide," Vritra instructed, activating his dimensional book to mask her presence.

It was as if she had stepped into a sub-dimension; she remained by his side and could perceive everything, yet no one else could detect her.

"Let's go, hubby. After this, we'll head to the Star realm to get our answers," Yasmine said with excitement, finally feeling relaxed.

This arrangement allowed her to stay with him just as she had before.

Stepping through the portal, Vritra entered the Yate realm.

A contingent of guards was already stationed on the other side, awaiting his arrival.

"Young Master, the Monarch has requested that we escort you," one guard stated, bowing respectfully.

"Lead on," Vritra commanded. The warmth and gentleness he displayed with his family vanished instantly.

His sympathy for others had withered the day he was besieged by the lords and forced to witness the brutal "execution" of the fake Vanessa.

Following his escort, he soon arrived at a marketplace filled with high-end boutiques.

"Why have you brought me here?" he asked.

"We are uncertain. The Monarch is inside this establishment and requested your presence the moment you returned," the guard explained.

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