'There's no way this is real... that's... a first-generation dragon!!!' Mordred panicked at the side, her hand already reaching for her blade. 'Change of plan, forget taming it, beating a first-generation without magic is almost impossible... I need to get him out of there!'
Ha Joon stood with his hand in his pocket as he looked up at the dragon. "Yo, how's it going?"
The dragon growled. (I will kill you, human! Have you no fear?)
"Huh? What for?" Ha Joon raised a brow. "Anyway, my name is Ha Joon Pendragon, I am the current king of Camelot."
(A new king... Tch! I have long forgotten the likes of your people.)
"You say this knowing Camelot saved many dragons? Even Pendragon follows the way of the kingdom."
(Whatever that fool does is of no concern to me, and I do not owe a human any response, whether they be king or emperor.)
