Diana's status was extraordinary; her identity, if revealed, could terrify the emerald sprites.
Even the emerald sprite king would treat her with utmost respect.
Should anything happen to Diana,
The human sage-tier magi would intervene and could devastate their homeland.
Naturally, the emerald sprite king would not want to witness such a scene.
Owen's lips curled into a peculiar smile.
If the sprite king knew it had brought back a human lady saint, a saint of dragons, would it tremble with fear?
After all, its grandmaster-tier status might be threatening in Owen's presence, but it was nothing in front of dragons.
The emerald sprites were just an intermediate race, after all.
Inside the palace of the emerald sprite king,
The sprite prince was laid on a bamboo bed.
After examining the prince's wound, the elder emerald sprite spoke to the sprite king:
