"A pale skinned giant, driving a giant wolf, and accompanied by a monumental griffin." Upon hearing this description from the Sword Lion, Bernard's heart skipped a beat. He was not a crude commoner who had stumbled upon wealth; he belonged to a three-generation nobility line after all. He knew about some famous intelligent creatures, "Isn't this a Cloud Giant?"
"If I recall correctly, Cloud Giants always gravitate toward Golden Dragons, wherever the Golden Dragons establish their domain, there surely are Cloud Giants." A shadow of discontent hovered over Bernard's heart. A Golden Dragon of unfathomable strength had appeared near his territory not long ago. And now, the origin of this sudden beast tide was a group of Cloud Giants. It was impossible for him not to associate these odd occurrences. After all, this was too much of a coincidence. He would not believe that they were unrelated.