Aella sighed, "Fine, but when will you return?" She stared at Arad and Alcott.
"We don't know, But with Arad, the trip won't take that long." Alcott smiled. "I would say a week or two."
"Arad would be a noble soon, presumably a baron. Having an S-rank under his belt should be enough to deter other nobles from messing with him. Especially since he doesn't have soldiers." Ginger smiled.
"I can just beat them. I don't need soldiers for that."
"The goal is to prevent a fight from starting in the first place. Scare them with your power." Ginger looked at Arad, "I doubt they fill mess with you if they knew you're a dragon. But to them, you're but a strong man."
Mira scratched her head, "They will see him as an easy fish to steal his land."
Alcott stared at Arad, "They might not even fight. For example, they can try to criminalize you with something. Or, as we say, wipe the knife on your back."
