Zoraya let out a sharp, cold laugh: "And I see it very clearly, very thoroughly."
"My father, Prest Dominic, is a creature with almost no excess emotions."
"All his actions prioritize his own interests; he is a completely opportunistic Evil Dragon, to whom emotions, promises, bloodlines... are nothing but chips and obstacles to be exploited or eliminated."
At that moment, the Red Silver Dragon Deborah, who had been lying at Galos's feet, barely supported her upper body with her forelimbs.
Touched by this cold recount, she couldn't help but interject: "So, is this thought driven by your desire for revenge for your mother?"
Her voice was still weak from exertion, but more than anything, it carried confusion.
Blue Dragon Zoraya glanced suspiciously at the Mixed-blood Metal Dragon, then turned her gaze to the Red Iron Dragon.
She initially thought this Metal Dragon was a captive or war trophy of the King of Molten Iron, but now it seemed their relationship might not be so simple.
