Immediately, the hall fell into silence.
Naven, though his head was bowed, had a face full of confidence.
Giant dragons, regardless of their uniqueness, were fundamentally greedy; it was an unchanging trait of their nature.
And he believed—there was no dragon that could resist the offer made by the Kingdom of Cassandra: millions of square kilometers of territory and piles of gold coins, a temptation that could drive any human ruler mad, let alone a greedy dragon.
So he just waited quietly, waiting for the "Crimson Emperor" before him to agree, waiting to bring the good news of strong support back to His Majesty.
Sure enough, Cassius's voice echoed in the empty hall, but that voice made Naven's expression freeze.
"No."
"I cannot agree to your request; thank His Majesty Audis for his kind intentions on my behalf."
Naven stepped forward, speaking urgently: "Your Majesty, why?"
