"Baron, our young master was just passing through here, organizing mercenaries out of concern that the appearance of a dragon might threaten the town. When did it become your turn to shift the responsibility onto him?"
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this? I am a baron of the Rosen family!"
The middle-aged man sneered.
Frank glanced at him and said calmly:
"He is my knight, and also the heir of the Roland Family."
The middle-aged noble momentarily stiffened.
The Roland Family is a noble family loyal to the Rosen family from the Northern Territory, and they are also distant relatives of the Rosen family. Although they have fallen into decline, they are still an Earl.
He snorted, his arrogance significantly diminished, and finally looked at the hillside and then at the youth leading his trusted aides, saying in a peculiar tone:
