"Not Your Highness, how did this..." Darian Nightblade was utterly dazed. Where the hell had this Sacred Dragon Marshal crawled out from? There had barely been any combinations of Paladins and Dragon Knights in the Empire's entire history, right? Paladins had terribly low compatibility with dragons, so their choices were basically limited to light-element dragons, Golden Dragons, and silver dragons. Golden Dragons and silver dragons were practically out of the question, leaving only the rare light-element dragons. Wasn't that chance lower than becoming Emperor?
"That was how it happened..." Roland explained the general situation to Darian Nightblade with a sigh.
"...What a madman!" Darian Nightblade immediately gave a thumbs-up. This guy was a stubborn freak who had slaughtered his way back from the River of Time! Time to go, time to go! He was absolutely not someone they could provoke. They were merely passing through the years, while he had walked directly through them!
"Heh heh!" Maple Forest Youlan laughed awkwardly, unsure how to respond.
"Your Highness? Hello, unfamiliar Dragon Knight." Caslo walked over and casually glanced at Maple Forest Youlan. Seeing an unfamiliar face, he did not think much of it and simply offered a greeting.
"Hm?" Caslo, who had already taken half a step forward, abruptly pulled himself back as though struck by a paralysis spell. He stared intently at Maple Forest Youlan, making him shudder.
"Who are you? A Dragon Marshal!" The confusion in Caslo's eyes deepened. Then he turned a wounded gaze toward Roland, as though asking him to explain where this wild dragon vixen had come from.
"Ahem..." Afraid Caslo might get beaten to death, Darian Nightblade hurriedly dragged him aside and whispered to him.
"..." After hearing Darian Nightblade's explanation, Caslo fell silent again. He looked at Maple Forest Youlan, then left without saying