"Hmm, every territory has sent quite a few valuable gifts, especially the carriage of my sister and Cooper, which was filled with a plethora of magic-made objects!"
In Gloomy Dreamland, Russell and the Little Dream Dragon had scoured the entire Fluorescent Castle from top to bottom.
Russell knew better than the Baron himself just how rich the Baron was.
"Too bad they're not for me." Russell chuckled, merely letting out a sigh without any covetousness.
He was becoming ever more convinced that the Little Dream Dragon was a Great Dragon.
As a knight who even had a Great Dragon, how could he longing for the trifles outside? Mixing with the Little Dream Dragon, in dreams, he would have everything eventually!
"Gah!"
"Goodbye."
Consciousness faded, and when he woke up again, it was already daylight.
There was no need to pull the rope; the maids' voices were already calling from outside, "Mr. Russel, good morning."
