Chapter 235: The Nomad and The Divine V

"What brought this conclusion?"

"Crescentia has kept me frequently updated with what the Dragonheart boy has been up to. To say the least, he's been growing rapidly," Aelor stroked his beard, "While it's true he could be a beneficial ally in the war to come, he has also lost control on multiple occasions. He's a prime target for that faceless plague."

"Control? You call him a boy, that's a perfectly adequate reason for him to lack control–not due to the Faceless God's influence," Bastian stepped forward, "Leave him to me."

"...Mm? Are you suggesting you'll take the Dragonheart boy under your wing, Bastian Serappheart?" Aelor asked, looking at the man with one eye open.

This suggestion struck Aelor by surprise as the platinum-bearded elder looked towards the visitor to his domain with his hand on his chin, awaiting his answer.

"I am," Bastian nodded.