"Lord Viscount, did you just drive away the White Dragon?"
"How could that be." Henry smiled bitterly, "The White Dragon left on its own."
Hmm?
Gregory looked a bit puzzled.
"I seemed to hear a dragon roar from afar, but it was too distant to hear clearly," said a seventh-level Mage of the Kreet team.
"It seemed like another White Dragon was calling for help." At this, Keller Kreet frowned, contemplating.
He understood Dragon Language and vaguely heard 'help me' or something, but due to being in combat, he didn't hear it clearly.
However, hearing a White Dragon call for 'help', Keller found it somewhat unreal, so he used the word 'seemed'.
Hmm?
This seemed to remind Henry of something, and he sighed, "Did only two people from the Nightmare Blade come, and they are already that strong?"
"They inadvertently helped us out of a tight spot."
