Hearing Wayne’s question, several Tifflins exchanged smiles,
"We even spoke with the Holy Dragon Noah at the time. Yes, the only reason we Tifflins can still survive on this land once harmed by devils is because of the grace of the Holy Dragon Noah!"
When mentioning the Holy Dragon, these Tifflins showed expressions of reverence and admiration. As kind Tifflins, they were not ungrateful beings.
Although their every move in daily life was monitored, and outings subjected to rigorous scrutiny, their lives filled with injustices and inconveniences, as Tifflins, they knew too well.
Given their origin, even being alive and able to move around was exceedingly rare. All this was the grace of the Holy Dragon; without the Holy Dragon’s permission, they wouldn’t even have the opportunity for Evil Identification.
"You guys actually met the Holy Dragon?"
Hearing his uncles and aunts mention the past, Wayne showed a look of envy on his face. As a Dark Knight upholding justice, the Holy Dragon Noah was one of his most admired figures.
This was the greatest dragon on this land, no, the greatest creature. Because of his existence, the common people could eat their fill, nobles couldn’t over-exploit, and even ordinary folks could save and have reserves.
"I wonder if I’ll ever have the chance to speak with the Holy Dragon Noah alone!"
The little guy’s face was full of envy, making the Tifflins chuckle again.
"You will have the opportunity."
"You will definitely be able to meet the Holy Dragon Noah alone."
Wayne took his uncles’ and aunts’ words as a form of comfort and encouragement, without holding too high expectations, because the Holy Dragon Noah, much like the Silver Moon Princess who supposedly received the blessing of the Seven Gods recently, was too distant for him.
Wayne raised his head high, gazing intently at the Holy Dragon flying from afar, because he found himself very lucky to be right on the path of the Holy Dragon Noah heading to the Grandia Palace, with the Holy Dragon about to fly over their heads.
"If only I could touch it up close!"
The little guy murmured softly, his voice so faint even his uncles and aunts didn’t hear it, but Wayne was somewhat horrified to find that as soon as he said that, the Holy Dragon glanced slightly in his direction from within the escorting Dragon Group.
Just in that instant, Wayne became drenched in sweat, his heart pounding like a drum, his whole body turning hot, because his intuition told him that the Holy Dragon heard his words and saw him, which seemed incredibly bizarre and inconceivable.
How could this be? He was so weak, so inconspicuous, how could the Holy Dragon notice him? At this moment, the city’s population gathered here couldn’t be less than three to five million.
Although his thoughts might seem a bit disrespectful, wasn’t there anyone else with similar thoughts? So why was he the one being noticed?
"Noah, that little guy below, if my perception isn’t wrong, should be a bloodline of the Augustus family, right?"
The Silver Dragon Annabelle approached, along with the cold chill.
The Dragon Clan does not pursue perfect control over their power. In humanoid form, it’s easier for the Dragon Clan to restrain their power, but once they reveal their true form, dragons act with impunity.
Noah’s gaze swept across the lower area without pausing much. It’s not neglect, but his gaze could be deadly to some overly weak beings.
"Does the Augustus family have some strange familial inheritance? I find that both the new king about to ascend the throne and the little guy who hasn’t even met you seem to be quite fascinated with your body?"
The Silver Dragon Annabelle curiously inquired.
Perhaps the little guy below thought his voice was very low, so low that even those around him couldn’t hear it, but to certain dragons who had already stepped into the Ultimate Intent Realm, praises and malicious curses related to them under Uther City were as clear as if spoken in their ears.
"If you have no topic to discuss, we could talk about the tax issues in your domain. Sifreya suspects you of tax evasion and is applying to me to audit your domain’s assets!"
Noah glanced at the Silver Dragon daring to jest with him, lightly bringing up a topic that was extremely sensitive for the Dragon Clan.
"Slander! This is an insult to me! I absolutely have not committed any tax evasion!"
As expected, just as Noah predicted, the Silver Dragon instantly reacted, extremely sensitively.
"Then swear to the oldest Dragon God, His Majesty Bahamut!"
"There’s no need for that..."
At the mention of the ancient Dragon God, the Silver Dragon instantly began to stammer. Although this Dragon God had become a legend among the Dragon Clan, and everything related to him seemed very distant, every dragon believed that this Dragon God exists and will one day respond to the call of his descendants, descending upon the world.
"I think it’s quite necessary."
Noah observed the Silver Dragon whose face was full of resistance, then looked around at the nearby Metal Dragons who instinctively distanced themselves, snorting coldly,
"Once I return, I’ll send a Dragon Elf to conduct a financial tax audit on your territories. Make sure to cooperate."