Motan scratched his head and chuckled bitterly, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Not that I'm unwilling to help, I'm just worried that I might mess things up. It would be great if you don't have too high expectations of me."
Noys laughed lightly, "You were afraid of being regarded as a savior? This isn't a story from a ballad. We may have some level of expectation for the Light of Apocalypse, but we would never expect this young half-dragon in front of me, who couldn't even defeat a few chickens, to confront a demon king and die for nothing."
"Well, if sacrificing myself can solve the problem of the demon king destroying the world, that's not impossible~"
Motan said jokingly and seriously, then asked Noys with curiosity, "Oh, about Ya Ya, how did you..."
