Nalant reached out, only to grab empty air.
It turned out that while he had been unconscious earlier, his Dragon Fang longsword had already fallen away.
However, just as Nalant was preparing to try another method, the Lava War Servant suddenly bowed to him once more and spoke in greeting.
"Nalant, don't be nervous. This Lava War Servant seems... seems to have acknowledged you as its master!"
At that moment, Theodore beside him immediately grabbed Nalant and reminded him.
"It has acknowledged me as its master? President Theodore, you're not joking, are you?"
Nalant's eyes widened. He had only been unconscious for a little while—how had things suddenly become so far beyond his grasp?
Yet when he looked at the Lava War Servant kneeling on the ground, then at Theodore's earnest expression, Nalant finally began to believe it, though still half in doubt.
"Baron Nalant, congratulations! To think you've gained such a war servant!"
"Yes, Baron Nalant, you're truly too lucky!"
"Gods above, it is not only Baron Nalant's good fortune—it is the good fortune of our allied army as well!"
At this moment, the kings of the allied forces had also confirmed that the Lava War Servant was no longer dangerous. They all came before Nalant, their faces filled with excitement and envy.
"President Theodore, tell me what exactly happened."
Nalant was left utterly bewildered by their words.
He even began to wonder whether he was dreaming.
How had the Lava War Servant, which had wanted to kill him just before he closed his eyes, become his war servant when he opened them again?
"Baron Nalant, this is what happened. While you were unconscious just now..."
Theodore immediately told him about the little bone dragon.
The other kings also chimed in, vividly and meticulously recounting what had happened earlier.