The more Tedric spoke, the more animated and confident in his words he became. Even Crystella couldn't help but hesitate at these words.
But in the end, she shook her head. "I've made my decision."
"But Miss! The event --!"
"That's enough!"
Dyon yawned, bored with the matter. "I think you're misunderstanding something. I don't need permission to go to your world. I'm going because I feel like it, your opinion is unnecessary.
"Also… I really do hope those lizards find out what happened here today. At the first opportunity, I'll inform them myself."
Dyon's cold words caused them to shiver uncontrollably. Calling the Dragon King, Old Lizard was one thing. It had very clearly evolved into a term of endearment. However, boiling down such a Hegemon to a single word was nothing short of the epitome of disdain.
