The wind blew gently, the green leaves of the forest resembling the waves of the sea, flowing one after another.
The entire world was quiet.
Gray looked up, silently gazing at the Golden Dragon Great Elder. He remained quiet.
The members of the Silver Moon Knight Order had their hearts in their throats.
Time trickled away, yet Gray remained silent, still locking eyes with the Golden Dragon Great Elder.
The dragons began to whisper quietly among themselves.
"What do you guess he will answer?"
"He will likely ask us to remain neutral in their war with the Black Dragon Clan, which violates our agreement with the Black Dragon Clan."
"He doesn't have enough leverage to ask us to do that, at least not now."
"The key issue is that his relations with Heaven and Hell are terrible, and he has no reliable allies. We all know this."
The fragmented whispers floated in the wind, faint yet clear enough for Catherine and Vivian, and even Aikleion and Lucy, to hear clearly.
