"I believe you misheard me," Abraham wryly smiled and glanced at the dragoness standing behind him. It was to be expected that his wife wouldn't affected by the so-called tricks he had in his pockets. But to see her unaffected by it was troublesome, to say the least. It was as though she was taking a stroll in the park.
"Oh, I did? I'm quire confident in my hearing, you know? I didn't think I misheard anything." Laplace grinned while gazing at the middle-aged man. Her husband had grown much more stronger than ever before. His strength was beginning to rival hers, which was intriguing for the dragoness. After all, a strength of a dragon like her wasn't to be underestimated.
