"I'd be glad to accompany you."
"Stop it, both of you." Michaela had a helpless look, her fiancé and brother hadn't gotten along since she got engaged, and there's still no sign of reconciliation. "This is the Undead Dungeon, not a place for you to fight. There are many adventurers here. Do you want to endanger their lives?"
"After we leave, we will find a place to fight," Muria huffed, "I'll show you the consequences of meddling in other's affairs. It's not your place to interfere."
"I have to prevent you from affecting Michaela." Irvicester watched coldly at Muria, the more he knew about Muria, the more he felt something was off. Whether compared with the Titans or the Golden Dragon, he was different. Just by looking at his subordinates, one could tell.
The giants abandoned by the Titans were all gathered by him, while the Five Colored Dragons, which were adversaries of the Metallic Dragon Gate, he now had hundreds of them."
