Alright, if he says I am, then I am.
Being thanked by others isn't a bad thing.
"Since you're so insistent, I won't say anything more."
The Sun Pope finally relented with a sigh and nodded, "I'm leaving now, the sanctuary is in your hands."
"I trust that with you here, nothing will go wrong."
He glanced at the three figures on the other side, appearing either uneasy, calm, or hungry, and shook his head slightly.
...Wait a minute, hungry?
A big question mark popped up above the Sun Pope's head as he instinctively looked again, noticing Miss Valentina staring greedily at the gemstones embedded in the sanctuary walls, drooling.
The scene seemed quite absurd, but upon realizing her true identity, it all made sense.
Oh, she's a Giant Dragon.
No worries, then.
It's in a dragon's nature.
Even newborn dragons lack self-control, drawn to glittering gemstones, and even Epic Dragons are the same.
However, she should just be envious, right?
