"Where are they?" After staring blankly for a few seconds, Denethor II shuddered all over. In an instant, he felt as if he had been sold out. Had their group really just been dumped in the middle of nowhere?
"Boom!"
Holfa ran over and opened his mouth, about to say something, when a figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed heavily on the ground.
"Greetings, esteemed Prince Denethor. We meet again!" Caslo bowed slightly toward Denethor II, then nodded at Holfa. He did not conceal his aura in the slightest, and the terrifying pressure of a Sixth Tier Dragon Marshal gradually spread through the air.
"Sir Caslo... Your Excellency, greetings. We meet again!" Holfa said bitterly, his mouth twitching. He had only been promoted to Knight Commander a few years ago and had thought he could show off a little before Caslo. Who would have thought Caslo had transformed into a sixth-tier powerhouse? Holfa could only force himself to address Caslo as Your Excellency...
"What? Not planning to challenge me this time?" Caslo teased with an amused expression.
"...You're joking!" Holfa replied helplessly, his face darkening. This man had absolutely no shame! A challenge was a spar between opponents of the same rank. Holfa was not stupid enough to seek a beating across tiers, especially when his opponent was a Dragon Knight! How desperate would he have to be to challenge a sixth-tier Dragon Knight?
"Anthony left ahead of us. I'll escort you for the rest of the journey!" Caslo nodded to the two of them, then summoned his dragon mount, Caldo. The massive body of the Storm Dragon descended from the heavens. Caslo swung himself onto its back in a single smooth motion, and Denethor II's eyes went wide at the sight.
"Alright," Denethor II murmured softly. He