The other dragon knight also put his right hand in front of his chest and bowed to Angele. Although Angele was just a supervisor, the knights would still respect him as he was a friend of the lords.
The knights that were guarding the carriage looked hopeless. The door of the carriage was slowly opened, revealing a girl wearing a black dress. The girl was holding an egg-shaped mirror in hand, fear written all over her pale face.
Angele glanced at the ground. There were more than ten dead bodies of the knights in black armor lying on the green grass which was soaked in their blood.
"Mirror in the Lake… I already heard your conversation… Don't you think you should share the treasure with me?" He gave the elite dragon knight a cold glare.
"I'm Maharaj, an elite dragon knight, and I'm not going to share the treasure." The elite dragon knight sneered. "You're a sealed form, but the Mirror in the Lake is mine!"
