Hearing this, Cassius slightly twisted his neck and asked, "Then why do you think... I would help you?"
Misha answered seriously, "Because you are a good person."
"A good person?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Cassius immediately laughed, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
But Misha's tone was clearly not joking.
In the ten years since he came to this world, he had been called many names—Red Dragon, Butcher, Tyrant, Destroyer, and even Deity, but no one had ever called him a "good person."
The Red Dragon stood up, shook his broad wings, and looked at Misha with interest, continuing to ask, "Why do you say that?"
"Aren't you afraid I might be someone like Leo Boske?"
Misha was a little panicked but still answered, "No, you wouldn't be like that."
"You... you are different from them."
"How are you different?"
Cassius continued to ask.
