"Though I know what you're thinking, that has nothing to do with me." Gazing at the spot where the Jade Dragon Soul had vanished, Achill said indifferently, "Your thoughts, your prayers—all of that has nothing to do with me. What I intend to do..."
"Is simply kill that bastard." An unimaginably terrifying bloodlust surged from him as Achill spoke each word with cold indifference. "I said I would kill him, and I will! That is my will alone. It has nothing to do with the prayers of you crawling vermin."
"Mr. Achill really doesn't like dragons, does he?" Lucy couldn't help muttering under her breath.
"Hehe, of course he doesn't. After all, Acnologia was the only being who ever came close to destroying what he held dear and protected." Mira smiled gently, slipped her arms around Achill's left arm, and leaned against him. "Even though we now know Acnologia was a human who became a dragon, the dislike of Dragonkind that took root in his heart because of that first impression isn't something he can ever completely erase."
Erza and Le Qi looked at Achill with warmth in their eyes, while Natsu and the others were moved as well, filled with respect for his determination to protect what mattered to him, no matter the cost.
Only the little one still looked around in bewilderment with wide eyes, seemingly searching for where that huge fellow who had "looked delicious" had gone.
"So it really isn't that simple. Acnologia, the Dragon King! The Dragon King Festival, Dragon Slayers who became dragons..." Handing the little one in his arms to Mira, Achill turned to Arcadios and said flatly, "Now it's time you explained what this so-called negotiation is about, man of the Kingdom."
"We need the power of Celestial Spirit Mages!" Arcadios declared