"Such terrifying willpower, to be able to make it this far." The same youthful figure with handsome blue-green hair approached Terence. His gaze was complex; a mixture of admiration, envy, disbelief, a swirl of emotions removing any trace of his previous indifference.
"Stop talking. Since he's made it this far, he's already earned the qualification to receive His Majesty's blood. From now on, he is a figure of esteem for us. Take good care of him and don't let any mishap occur."
"I know, out of ten thousand, one may not succeed in finding such a figure. From now on, whenever we see him, we should greet him with respect." Seeing such an exceptional youth, the dragonkin's eyes flashed with a shade of green.
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"Hmmm!" The youthful Terence murmured as he opened his eyes, and then he saw a stunning youth unlike a human, wiping his body. His gaze lowered, and he spotted a pair of lightly flapping snow-white wings behind the youth.
