Perugius's voice echoed through the great hall.
His golden eyes, with white showing on three sides of each iris, swept over the group standing below.
Hmm... serious delusions-of-grandeur vibes.
"Speak your wishes, you who have assisted Nanahoshi."
His tone was calm, yet held incomparable confidence.
"Wealth, fame, status, lost ancient magic, powerful battle aura, mysterious Dragonfolk Secret Arts... everything mortals crave can be found here."
Perugius paused briefly at that point.
"There are indeed many things in this world that lie beyond your reach, or even your imagination."
His words were exceedingly arrogant.
"But if even I, Perugius Dola, am powerless to accomplish something..."
"Then I doubt you could find another person in this world capable of doing so."
That speech, brimming with grandiose theatrics, sounded exactly like the genie of legend, trapped in a lamp yet able to grant its holder any wish!
Hearing this extravagantly confident declaration, worthy of "Aladdin's Lamp," Pursena and Linia immediately perked up their ears, excitement and curiosity sparkling in their beast eyes.
They were still young girls at heart, after all, and had little resistance to an opportunity that was practically an invitation to make a wish.
Unable to contain herself, Linia gently swished her cat tail behind her.
She stepped forward and asked with a hint of uncertainty, "Hey, Armored Dragon King... can we really ask for anything, meow?"
She had barely finished speaking, and the Armored Dragon King himself had yet to respond.
The familiar attending beside his throne-Almanfi the Radiant-had already taken half a step forward.
His icy gaze fell on Linia like a tangible blade, his voice stern:
"Insolent beastfolk, you will address him as 'Lord Perugius'!"
An overwhelming pressure followed, making Linia and Pursena instinctively shrink back, their furry ears flattening.
The two beastfolk girls exchanged a glance,