"The Tulip Kingdom?"
Viscount Rost fell silent for a moment—so long that even Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, began to feel uneasy and wonder whether some secret was involved—before finally explaining the situation in the Tulip Kingdom.
Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, went from confusion to shock, from shock to stupefaction, from stupefaction to awe, and from awe to disbelief. Expressions constantly flashed across his face.
He felt that Viscount Rost had to be joking with him. This was simply too absurd!
Either this whole matter had been fabricated, or the world had gone mad!
But after thinking it over carefully, pulling together all the information in his mind and analyzing it, it seemed... there really was some possibility.
It seemed that everything matched up.
This...
"What did the gods say?"
Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, remained silent for quite a while before asking.
"The gods told us to guard the gate and be ready to counterattack at any time," Viscount Rost said bluntly.
"So that's why Rost Territory has been frantically producing weapons?" Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, suddenly understood.
He had been pondering this matter lately as well.
The amount of weapons and equipment produced by Rost Territory was simply enormous.
They were manufactured in an endless stream every single day. That was clearly abnormal.
After all, humanity did not have that many wars to fight.
But now, he understood.
So they were meant for another world.
"If that's the case, shouldn't more races be informed? We Dragons, as well as Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs, all possess considerable combat capabilities. When the time comes to counterattack and seize their world, the enormous profits will be more than enough to share."
After a brief period of astonishment and distraction, Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, seemed to come to his