Barrogel and Melita instinctively exchanged a glance, seeing the same bewilderment in each other's eyes. Every word Gawain had said was clear, every single word was in the common tongue of the Loren Continent, yet once strung into sentences, they became so difficult to understand—who the hell was supposed to understand this stuff?!
Gawain clearly knew that the situation before him was extraordinarily complicated and difficult to explain. After considering it, he glanced to the side—as if after a brief exchange—before turning back toward the Holographic Projection. "Would you be interested in speaking with her? The situation is rather complicated, and it would be inconvenient for me, an outsider, to relay many things. Matters between dragons are easier for dragons to discuss among yourselves."
"Speak... with her?" Grand Duke Barrogel was stunned at first, but once he realized the true meaning of Gawain's suggestion, his expression immediately became vivid. Memories from millions of years spread through his mind like layer upon layer of yellowed scrolls: ancient fears, long endurance, difficult plans, and the complicated feelings that had arisen toward the god who had once sheltered his people through countless disasters. All of it surged forth in an instant, pressing heavily upon his heart. This primordial dragon suddenly felt afraid. Though he had not taken half a step back even when facing an enraged, out-of-control god, at this moment... he was truly afraid.
He did not know whether he was ready to face his former god again at this very moment, especially when he had personally planned an attempt on her life. But he knew... this would be an immensely important moment in his life.
Perhaps it was also the most important moment for the dragons reborn through fire after entering the New Era.
"I... never imagined that, after the arrival