As he watched Azhdaha closely scrutinize Myulan, Yum at his side did not dare say much.
According to rumors, when this lord had first met Lord Rimuru, he had given Lord Rimuru a thorough beating.
Throughout all of Tempest, there was no one he respected except Lord Morax. Even when Rimuru wanted to ask him to do something, he had to coax and persuade him at length.
"Human, did you bring her here?"
Azhdaha narrowed his vertical pupils and asked Yum beside him.
"Yes, Lord Azhdaha! Myulan came to Tempest to..."
Before Yum could explain anything, Azhdaha impatiently cut him off.
"I'm not interested in why she came to Tempest. Don't tell me this useless nonsense.
Seeing Azhdaha's impatience, Yum wisely kept quiet. There was no helping it—if he provoked this lord while those two lords were absent, even if Azhdaha killed him, no one else would dare utter a word of objection.
"Since you've come to Tempest, behave yourselves. Don't do anything you shouldn't! Understand?"
Azhdaha said meaningfully.
Haha, that's the tone, that expression—just like in the comics. No wonder Morax always liked talking like this. It feels amazing. These two humans must already be flattened by this Dragon King's majesty!
"Yes!"
Myulan's voice trembled. At this moment, she no longer had the confidence she had possessed before coming to Tempest. She had originally thought that only Rimuru and Morax were worth watching out for. But...
What kind of monsters are these? That green Immortal at the gate, and this Dragon King—why do they both feel more terrifying than Lord Clayman?!
Waaah... When I look at it this way, Lord Clayman doesn't seem so frightening anymore!
I have walked on thin ice all my life. Can I still make it to the other shore?
Myulan could not help crying