章 343: [343] Ragnar Drakmor.

An old man dressed in a ruby robe sat on a throne made to resemble dragons.

The throne's backrest rises like the outstretched wings of a dragon in mid-flight, adorned with intricate carvings that tell the stories of its history. The armrests are shaped like coiled serpents, their heads forming the ends, their eyes glinting with gemstones that mirror the brilliance of a dragon's gaze. The entire structure rests upon clawed feet that grasp the floor as if ready to take flight at any moment.

On this grand throne…the man was simply sleeping.

The light sound of snoring, accompanied by flames was heard. The flames lit up the dark throne room periodically.