'Let's hope I have enough to do this.'
The Green Mountain Range's suppression was naturally a very useful tool, but as seen by the demons' roundabout method to render it useless, it wasn't enough to help the outnumbered Dragon Clan win the war. It was like I was out of roundabout options myself.
"Hold on, focus on defending!"
"Give Sir Azure the time he needs!"
Time felt much slower for me as my eyes caught the figures of the half-dragons valiantly defending their homes. The blind trust that they had in me created by my fake identity made them seem more like NPCs, but they looked no different than normal people grasping at their last ropes.
They wished to protect their home rather than helplessly sacrifice it, the hope that I had pragmatically given them had actually given them the will to persist. Before I knew it, part of me wanted them to live as much as I wanted to stop the demons' invasion for my personal safety…
