"You know my name, but I don't know yours. Isn't that rather unfair?"
"Gwen."
Gwen looked back and gave his name, then turned into a streak of light and vanished from the spot with Oga, leaving Lanssanxus standing there in disarray, her silver-gray hair stirred by a breeze as surprise filled her face.
"...
Heh..."
After a moment of silence, Lanssanxus realized she seemed to have been played. Her valiant, lovely face first showed irritation, then an intrigued expression. In a flash of light, she returned to her enormous dragon form and pursued Gwen in the direction he had left.
As a former priest of the Ancient Dragon faith, Lanssanxus had encountered many outstanding figures in the royal capital, but Gwen was the first person who had managed to toy with her like this.
Of course, it wasn't that Lanssanxus had flown into a rage and wanted revenge. It was simply that she had already intended to seek Gwen out, and now she found him even more interesting.
The glory of the Ancient Dragons had long faded. After the Storm King was defeated, their forces had all but been driven from the Lands Between.
With no suitable allies left, the Ancient Dragons had little interest in fighting for supremacy in the Lands Between—
They could no longer afford to lose. Maliketh, the Black Blade who wielded Destined Death, stood guard over their homeland, Sky Castle!
Yet after accidentally hearing news of Gwen, Lanssanxus could not help becoming deeply interested in the man who called himself the "Sun King."
Come to think of it, the decline of the Ancient Dragons was also tied to the sun being obscured by the Golden Tree.
Meanwhile, guided by Oga, Gwen arrived at the Hiryuu's main stronghold and pierced the Dragon Mother Guyaor's body with