"Since you're looking for a place to settle, what do you think of this area?" Aljettah said to the Silver Wolf, Gregory.
The moment he said this, the scene fell silent. Gregory raised his head and watched the young Silver Dragon Aljettah with wary eyes.
As the tribe's leader, he had to consider his people. He could not simply obey the Silver Dragon's wishes because of a few words.
Velin felt rather helpless upon hearing this. Aljettah had been far too blunt, but it was not a good time for him to interrupt. One look at the Silver Wolf's expression told him that speaking rashly would likely backfire.
After a long while, Gregory spoke again, his tone no longer as respectful as before. "This place lies at the intersection of several powers. If the Crescent Tribe settles here, we will face endless trouble. Forgive me, but I must decline your kind offer."
Aljettah widened his dragon eyes, only then realizing that his words had been too abrupt and had offended the other party. If he were not a Silver Dragon, Gregory would have turned hostile long ago.
However, he had promised Velin that he would keep this Silver Wolf force here, so he could not go back on his word. It was not merely for Gold Coins, but also for his own pride.
Feeling the heavy dragon's might pressing down on him, Gregory raised his head and stared at Aljettah.
"Let's do this by the rules. You and I will fight. Whoever wins gets to decide."
"Since you have said so, Gregory shall comply."
Seeing this, Velin waved for the Guard Team to retreat.
At the same time, under Gregory's command, the Crescent Moon Silver Wolf Tribe withdrew a thousand meters, clearing a dueling ground for the wolf and dragon.