Madeline Jenkins's betrayal had left a wound that neither the Kingdom nor the Guardian Church could heal.
The greater her fame grew, the deeper the Antalia United Kingdom's pain ran.
Francois returned and reported that the contact had gone smoothly. He had met someone with the authority to make decisions.
"But she has one request. She wants to speak with you."
Annan arranged to speak with her that afternoon.
After Francois left, Annan casually asked Commander Big Litt, "Do you know Rachel Flores?"
"Flores, the Red Dragon Hunter?"
"Oh? Is she that formidable?"
If even the Holy Crusade Commander knew of her, she was certainly no small figure.
"She's hunted at least three Red Dragons on her own."
"Then she really is formidable..."
Even someone as strong as Captain Reyne had to assemble a team and carefully lay plans and traps before attempting to take on a Dragon, with no guarantee of success. Rachel Flores had killed three Red Dragons single-handedly. That made her a Dragon in human form.
Annan liked people like that. Looks were decided at birth; only achievements revealed who a person truly was.
Unfortunately, Commander Big Litt had never dealt with her, costing Annan a chance to make a more personal connection.
That afternoon, Annan and Olmedo went to the conference room and opened a Portal to Silver City.
The "Red Dragon Hunter Flores" looked just as Annan had imagined. She had the bearing of a Valkyrie statue and slightly curled Platinum Blonde hair. The coldness of a Judge and the compassion of a Martyr mingled in her Amber Eyes.
Annan was not fickle, but he had to admit... Rachel Flores looked even more heroic than Olin.
It was the bearing of a leader who had truly weathered bloodshed.
"Hello, Lord Annan Reeves." Rachel Flores placed