Chương 258: Chapter 257 Low Profile

Eric sat quietly on the side, shoveling food into his mouth, while the brothers, Russell and Roland, sipped red wine and discussed the war on the snowfields.

The little woman, Bar, clung to Roland's side, occasionally serving him food and pouring his wine.

When the conversation became animated, Roland couldn't help but slap the table, "I just wish I could be on the battlefield myself, to behead the Snow Demon!"

"Big brother, don't you plan to contract with a Fantasy Beast? Cousin Mel has already contracted one," Russell asked.

"Sigh," Roland sighed, "Russell, do you really think I have no chance of gaining Mr. Ross's approval?"

Russell raised an eyebrow.

It appeared that Grand Duke Kunstan's death had truly shaken Roland; he used to be brimming with confidence, always treating Mr. Ross as a surefire prize and would never express such pessimistic thoughts about dragon-riding.

Like Grand Duke Kunstan, he also wanted to earn a dragon's respect as a "virgin."