Currently, Dante was sitting in the main hall that used to belong to the bandit chief.
Right now, Dante was just playing with a set of rare gemstones, completely caving into his Draconic greed that only seemed to multiply with the addition of each Dragon soul.
Rebecca, who was also sitting at the table, just looked at Dante's enamoured face whenever he held a gem and sighed.
No matter how many times she saw it, she was still always disgusted by her little cousin's unbridled greed.
But even with his terrible flaws, it was still this young man who showed unbelievable strength and talent and had won them this battle.
As Rebecca was thinking this, she looked towards herself in both relief and fear.
She could still remember the moment she woke up and learned about her current situation.
