"Fafnir, are you ready to choose the recruits for the Dragon Knight Legion?"
A carriage was driving slowly down the road from the palace to the Royal Academy. In the carriage, King Landhar III spoke to Fafnir, who was sitting opposite him.
Fafnir was in a black gown. Her young face looked mature. Hearing King Landhar III's words, Fafnir patted a black box that was even bigger than her.
"We always keep our promises. Since I promised you to choose the recruits, I have come fully prepared! Last night, I asked our Dragon Lair to record the bloodline information of all the dragons who are willing to partner with a Dragon Knight. Now, that information is in this box. It recorded the bloodline information of thousands of dragons, which is equivalent to one-third of all the dragons. "
"As expected of Lady Fafnir. You make me feel at ease! The probability of choosing one of the thousands of dragons to be a match for my people and me is still very high."
