"The outcome of the war is already decided, it's only a matter of time before it ends," said Dragon mother Atreus nonchalantly, "so there's no need for us to stay here. The results of the war will not change without us."
Muria glanced at the battlefield, which was practically one-sided, and quietly nodded. This war was like an adult bullying a ten-year-old child. The Medis Kingdom had no power to resist. There would be no surprises in the outcome.
"So, come with me. Let's move on to the next step and claim our spoils of war." The Dragon Mother made her way to the war chariot, scooped up Yingdila who was driving and casually hugged her, "If you don't go, I'll just take them with me first."
"I'll come." Muria immediately agreed, referring to Yingdila and Remilia. Ever since the Dragon Mother met these two lovely Lolis, she's been teaching them all kinds of knowledge, which sometimes makes Muria wonder who their real mother is.
