Ryan and Arryris had said that ownership of the sky belonged to it.
But Dragons were not so well-behaved.
The Frost Dragon circled through the skies above Northwind Province. This was not merely Ryan's suggestion—it was also a Dragon's instinct. Arryris wanted to leave its mark upon its own territory.
Legendary Dragons had keen senses. Since it had appeared upon this land, close observation would always allow it to find something unique that it liked.
Shimmering things were not only loved by Dragons; humans loved them too. Moreover, such things themselves represented immense value.
"How exactly did Ryan convince it?"
Within Count Winter Territory, the Count and countess looked up at the sky in utter confusion.
"Doesn't it need to sleep anymore?"
Countess Winter knew more about Dragons. After all, she had once considered forming a contract with Arryris to help herself become a legendary Mage.
Of course, she had been ignored. Despite offering tremendous sincerity, she had only managed to improve her relationship with the Dragon a little.
Everything she knew about Dragons told Countess Winter that this Frost Dragon was growing even stronger.
"What is Ryan using to fill its stomach?"
"Even if we dug three feet into the ground across this land, we couldn't find enough food to keep a Dragon awake all the time."
The Frost Dragon arrogantly descended into a stretch of Mountain Forest, rummaging through the treasures of this land. Ryan had been right: no one below the legendary realm was worthy of its notice. Even an Extraordinary Legion would have to pay an unbearable price to defeat a legendary Dragon.
Besides, this Dragon was not without backing.
Even in the human world, Dragons possessed connections that inspired awe.
Within Zero Crossing City, Ryan silently took out a map of Northwind Province as he