Attribute Shift!

"If it really was a dragon egg, then everything could be explained! To foster a Dragon Knight, they wouldn't bat an eye even if tens of thousands had to die!" Caldo muttered. As a dragon who had once been a drake, he understood better than anyone how deadly and alluring the term "Dragon Knight" was to Knights!

"Yeah, we need to look around nearby! Hopefully, we'll find some survivors who can tell us what happened here!" Caslo shook his head and spoke to his dragon mount.

"Finished washing up?" The exchange between Caslo and Caldo came to an abrupt halt because he saw Wes emerge with his wet hair hanging over his face. Wes's eyes were still red-rimmed and filled with tears.

"Give him a proper farewell. The dead are gone, but we still have to live well!" Caslo patted Wes's shoulder and tossed the torch in his hand into the pit that had long been dug. Roaring flames immediately surged up, and lying within was Wes's grandfather.

"Stay here. Don't run around!" After warning Wes, Caslo lit another torch and walked into the distance. There was a larger pit there, filled with the bodies of the other villagers who had died, as well as the mercenaries' remains. They had become carriers of the plague, and Caslo had to burn them, or there would be endless trouble later!

"He fell asleep?" Caldo asked, tilting his head toward the tent.

"He cried for half the day. He should've fallen asleep by now! Everything is already over!" Caslo said calmly.

"Let's go up and take a look. See if there are any details we missed!" Caslo sighed and climbed onto the Dragon Saddle.

With a sudden beat of Caldo's wings, the enormous dragon instantly rode the wind into the sky and