After the Thirteenth Ring Dragon finished speaking, he winked at Shade, and Shade winked back. Sivie, who had remained silent beside them, kept smiling. As the nominally most mysterious and powerful Thirteenth Ring Warlock in the entire Material World, the God Summoner had finally appeared publicly in this incident, and he would naturally draw plenty of attention.
But Shade was the sort of person who feared trouble:
"I see. I currently maintain a good friendship with the Witch Council. The Witches also came from the Mythical Epoch. Perhaps you can communicate more with the Council in the future."
He was tossing the matter to Miss Isabella.
Fortunately, Scroll Wing had not expected to reach any agreement with the God Summoner at their first meeting. Though Dragon Island was home to many Dragons, in the eyes of this God Summoner, who had called upon gods multiple times and was himself immensely powerful, Dragons might not be the most valuable allies.
Especially since, according to rumor, those pointy-eared folk who had considered themselves lofty ever since the Mythical Epoch had directly offered up their Elf Queen—the Crystal Statue in the Throne Land of Vesta Woodland could testify to that.
"Please accept this, God Summoner. Though I have never witnessed your Dragon transformation, this will surely be of use to you. It is a token of friendship, with no other purpose."
The Silver Dragon handed over a scroll. After considering it, Shade accepted it. He did not open it immediately, but he could guess that it was a secret art passed down among Dragons. He did not think he would be unable to learn it. His transformed form was now regarded as his main body; when he became a Dragon, his race truly became that of a Dragon. There was no reason he