"Nux Leander is back."
A man reported with his head bowed.
"Is that so…?"
The man sitting on the chair muttered, from his carefree tone, he didn't seem particularly interested in the news.
The man had red hair and golden eyes, it was a unique combination and this combined with his sharp features, large brown horns on his head, scales on his body, and confident aura that oozed out of him made him one of the most handsome men in the world.
He was a Dragon who used to work for the Order, however, 150 years ago, he was sent to Yrniel and was ordered to create a clan.
At first, he thought it was a pointless task, soon, however, as he continued to trample on those arrogant weaklings, his opinion changed. Yes, it was true that there was nothing to gain from this place, however, just seeing the sheer helplessness on his opponents' faces as all their hopes were crushed right in front of their eyes,
It was an addicting feeling.
