Arauthator pondered for a moment before saying, "If she has that encyclopedia from the Mage God... that would be a pretty good idea... But how are you going to get around Laira and sign a God of Contracts with a little girl?
I remember you used to treasure your friendship with Laira quite a bit, didn't you?"
"I'll just say it outright." Arveiaturace said indifferently, "Laira will understand. She knows what I've always been pursuing, and she's willing to become my final choice... So as long as I ask, she'll agree to sign a God of Contracts with me.
But she's a friend I acknowledge, so there are some methods I can't use.
That little girl is only the child of her niece, after all. Laira might not value her that much... In any case, let's observe for now. If she doesn't have that encyclopedia, then I won't need to struggle over this.
Unless I have no other choice, I really don't want to go east!"
Arauthator thought it over and felt there was nothing wrong with it, so he nodded solemnly. "As you wish... Just be careful not to draw the attention of the Terrasil Elves."
Sitting on Purvi's back, Hill thoughtfully looked back at the towering mountain range. Why did he feel as though something strange was about to happen?
But today's events were actually pretty simple! Wasn't it just that Laira was going to become a magical dragon rider?
White Dragons had always been mounts Mages loved...
As for those White Dragons who wanted to work, earning money meant paying for it with their freedom... What, did workers want to moonlight as bandits too? Why didn't they just fly up and stand shoulder to shoulder with Ao?
Hill gently shook his head. Forget it. It probably wasn't