"We also have things we need to protect."
Morgan said.
Russell did not look offended by that.
—Given the situation ahead, they would probably die just a few steps after parting with him. The reed beds were the only place that could take them in.
"Fine. Then goodbye?"
Russell instructed Red Hare, conveying the wisdom of destruction.
Then he directly saw them off.
At that moment, Morgan, who had always been impeccably polite, did not leave immediately. Instead, she walked toward Russell.
What was this about?
"Since we're leaving."
Russell wondered inwardly.
"Would you care to attend a banquet before we part?"
Russell: No, Fae Lan, You've Got the Wrong Person!
A banquet?
At this hour?
What kind of banquet could they even hold?
Russell glanced outside. His formerly dim field of vision was gradually brightening.
When the Dragon Fae had been elbowed away, the power she scattered had started a great fire.
But her ecological niche was too high. Merely drawing her sword was enough to destroy the surrounding trees and villages.
—There was practically no fuel left nearby. Logically speaking, the flames should not have been able to continue.
Under those circumstances, with the sky now so bright, the situation became rather delicate.
"Are you inviting me to a barbecue?"
Russell raised a brow at the Rain Witch.
The fae really were the most absurd lifeforms in the Moonverse.
The accelerant they had prepared had not even been deployed before they started fighting among themselves.
"If you wish, certainly."
"Fae marrow and meat should be quite tasty for a dragon."
"This country ought to be a rather fine pasture for dragons."
The Fae Witch spoke words that made even the knights beside her change expression.
Russell did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned back to the others.
"What