"We've arrived. Welcome to my White Dragon Grotto."
"Eh?"
Damien could only muster a surprised sound when he heard the man speak. After all, even if he had his memories, he could only remember them as he was.
Basically, his memories were filled with an embarrassing rage-filled temper tantrum where everything was drowned out besides his desire to kill the Incarnate Snow Beast King. He was still entirely confused about the current situation.
Without any other choice, he shot a helpless look towards Ruyue, who wryly smiled at his behavior. Then, she gave a brief rundown of everything she knew over mana transmission.
'I see, so this guy is the so-called White Dragon King…kind of pretentious to name this place after him but I guess at the same time it isn't.'
Quickly standing up and brushing the snow off his clothes, Damien slightly bowed towards the White Dragon King. "I've embarrassed myself in front of Senior White Dragon."
