Refugees Seeking Shelter with Hill

Alice shifted restlessly on the sofa. She still wasn't used to sitting so properly.

"As long as you're sitting on the sofa, Alice, you can be more casual. You don't have to be so prim and proper." Hill turned and smiled at her.

Martha thought for a moment but said nothing more.

Alice was already a powerhouse approaching demigodhood. She could learn some rules, but she didn't need to follow all of them.

Besides, since she had once been a cat, Alice's movements were agile and graceful. As long as she avoided anything that seemed crude, that was enough.

The rules imposed on noble ladies truly weren't suitable for restraining Alice. Martha sighed softly, but she still had to teach her some etiquette for dealing with outsiders.

"Got it, Daddy Hill!" Alice relaxed at once, sliding down the sofa. Then she asked curiously, "I asked Liszt about dragons. Isn't the Dragon Queen a lesser divine power? Why does Hill think that even Tyr and Tempus, both greater divine powers, would have to join forces to deal with her—and might still lose?"

"Dragons are creatures powerful enough as individuals. They don't need to become gods to live for hundreds of thousands, even millions, of years." Hill thought for a moment and could only give a simple answer. "To them, godhood is merely a tool that lets them live more freely, so they have very few divine domains, and the laws they control are relatively weak."

He couldn't exactly say that even if every dragon worshiped the Chromatic Dragon Queen, there still wouldn't be enough of them to elevate her to a greater divine power, could he?

If Elves were a race that had few children, then dragons were a race that had trouble having children at all. The only ones who