บท 287: Dragon’s True Might Part I

“So, this is him? The formidable foe you told me about.”

A soft, melodious voice came as the white dragon flew down to stand side by side with her master on the battlefield after a long while of absence. Joke, who was not too far away, revealed a gentle smile as he looked up at his dragon.

“It’s him,” he said. “You probably saw his technique and how shrewd he is.”

“True,” Snowbelle replied. “His skill might sound easy to replicate when recounted, but without the experience or instinct forged by countless battles, no ordinary summoners can copy that.”

Even the white-haired man on the opposite side had to smile as he heard her praise. There was no fear in his demeanor at all.

“And you can speak too. As expected of a Royal Dragon,” Wolf said. “But being complimented by a Half doesn’t excite me all that much.”