Chapitre 368: Chapter 367 Sir Mighty

Glowing Valley, Blackfire Plains, and Leize might resonate to form a giant warm enclave, but whether it might happen was still unknown.

"Roar!"

Ross landed on the third-floor rooftop.

Russell returned to Cigar Courtyard in the night.

"Sir, welcome home," Butler Morris, hearing the roar of the dragon, immediately went upstairs to greet him and then curiously looked at Russell clad in his silver armor and the eye-catching Mark of the Thunder Lord on his forehead.

Russell did not elaborate, merely saying, "Have a servant bring me a new set of clothes. I've lost mine."

"Very well, Sir."

When the servant brought the clothes, Russell swiftly changed into them, which made him feel somewhat better—although the silver armor could shield his body, it lacked tactility, making Russell feel continuously as if he were not wearing clothes, which was awkward and humiliating.

Afterward, Russell walked to the garden terrace and said in his mind, "Alright, Polly, you can rest now."

"Alright."