"Do you know what the other party’s identity is?"
Noah digested the information and then slowly asked,
"They are fanatical worshippers of the God of Hunting!"
"More than one? What’s the highest level of strength?"
"Suspected to have a Legend among them."
The man who looked like a crew member answered, and finally added hesitantly,
"I suspect they are not from this world."
"Divine worshippers from other worlds? Hmph! They sure are cunning."
Noah snorted coldly. Most tracking methods can be nullified by extending spatial distance, and crossing world spaces can render almost all known tracking methods invalid.
Although fanatical worshippers of the Divine may seem like lunatics when they are frenzied, it doesn’t mean they are brainless. If they really came across worlds, it would be truly difficult to track down the culprits and exact revenge.
If it had been another branch of the Dragon Clan that was killed, such a high degree of difficulty in seeking justice might be let go, but now a full-grown Silver Dragon has fallen, and there is absolutely no possibility of letting this matter rest.
Not to mention Noah, who had only met Raphael a few times, feeling a slight burden. Based solely on Silver Dragon Raphael’s blood relations, it was destined to stir up a storm.
"Your Highness Noah, the Silver Moon Elf named Cynthia has awakened."
At this moment, Great Fairy Sifreya came to report.
"The timing of the awakening is just right."
Noah couldn’t help but sigh, looking at the Bronze Dragon couple in front of him,
"Would you like to come with me to visit?"
"Is it the widow of Lord Raphael?"
The two humanoid Bronzed Dragons exchanged glances,
"We indeed need to inform her of this news, but can she bear such tragic news now?"
"She has to know sooner or later."
Noah fell silent for a while before responding.
The Silver Moon Elf, awakened by the Legendary Mage who personally dispelled the curse, looked haggard and silently gazed at the three dragons in front of her. After a long time, she slowly nodded,
"I understand. Thank you for informing me. Can you give me some space to be alone for a while?"
Noah left with the Bronze Dragon couple,
"Gugefer, monitor the Silver Moon Elf’s vital signs and notify me of any abnormal changes."
The response of the Tower Spirit echoed.
"I heard Lord Raphael had a daughter."
"Indeed, there is a daughter, but let me inform her about this matter."
Noah looked at the obviously heavily injured Bronze Dragon couple,
"You need to take a good rest now."
"We do need rest, but not now. We need to inform Raphael’s relatives and friends of his fall as soon as possible. This matter requires us to personally convey it. Those villains must be held accountable; there is no room for mercy."
The Bronze Dragon couple politely declined Noah’s goodwill and insisted.
The Golden Dragon naturally had no reason to hold them back. He should have been the first to know about this tragic news, besides those who witnessed it firsthand, since Silver Dragon Raphael’s wife and daughter were arranged to stay here.
"Has the Silver Dragon who admired you fallen?"
After the Bronze Dragon couple bid farewell and left, the figure of his foster mother Selena appeared. As the Controller of Mage City, as long as she wished, she could know everything happening in the surrounding areas.
"Yes, he was killed by fanatical worshippers of a Divine from the Otherworld."
"Hunting a Silver Dragon is indeed rare, but it has nothing to do with me. However, you might need to put in some effort."
Selena sighed, shook her head, and directly stated her stance.
She wouldn’t get involved in this event. Although the strength of an adult Silver Dragon is nothing significant to her, the forces behind daring to target the Metallic Dragon Race are clearly not ordinary.
Given the current state of the Augustus family, she only wants to maintain stability and does not want to get involved in any major events. A Legendary Mage certainly isn’t considered weak, but to say how strong they are, it isn’t to the point of being unrestrained, being able to partake in significant events that may involve Divine intervention.
"Me? What effort do I need to make?"
Noah was taken aback at first, then realized and understood. He won’t be taking action now to avenge Silver Dragon Raphael. It’s not his place to do such a thing, even if he were capable.
The number of Metallic Dragons, though rare, is not impossible to fall. Not to mention all else, just on the battlefield against the Abyss and Hell, tens of thousands of Metallic Dragons have fallen.
Throughout history, countless Metal Dragons have suffered untimely deaths, many snuffed out before reaching their peak. But those who kill Metallic Dragons often had to pay a price.
Now, a heinous incident of a mature Silver Dragon being hunted has occurred in relatively peaceful times, necessitating a brewing storm.
"Will I never see my father again?"
Confronting Isabella, the Elf Half-Dragon’s inquiry, Noah looked at the small one defiantly gazing up at him for quite a while before he slowly nodded,
"Yes, you will never see your father again."
The girl’s silver-white eyes immediately dimmed visibly, becoming lifeless and utterly bleak, as if her soul had been extracted.
"Isabella, what are you doing here?"
Just as Noah was pondering how to comfort the girl, a carefree, childish voice sounded,
"Didn’t you promise to go Hunting the Ten-Headed Wraiths with me? You’re late!"