Kapitel 438: Warak's Mid-God Ancestor

"Tell me, Treeda, wasn't your great ancestor alive back then? When the quadrants were formed?"

Nodding to Warak, Treeda replied, "Yes. That's how we started as an elite prefecture and have been on the cusp of reassuming that title for millennia."

"Well… Does your clan have any old stories passed down from that ancestor?" Warak asked.

Confused, Treeda shook her head. "Not really, at least nothing of any real significance. We only have stories involving his glory of old and his passed-down techniques."

"Oh, that's a shame…" Sighing, Warak continued to shake his head, "Then your clan is missing out, like every other dragon clan."

"Missing out on what?" Now, Treeda was just as curious as Bradok. 

"... There's one story that my great-great-grandpa would repeat over and over to his children. And that tale is now passed down to every clan heir as a reminder. A reminder that there's always someone stronger…"