After finalizing the ten-year plan for the Port of Wallens and Lurwarden with Nifadora, and following a satisfying interlude, David was preparing to return to the Old Continent. It was then, at the Port of Wallens, that he saw the three thousand Nathril Scholars Dragon Dad had brought from the Continent of Toriel.
After so much time had passed, David's anticipation for the previous "card draw" had considerably faded.
It was like a pay-to-win mobile game that hadn't been played for a long time, left to the side waiting for an update. Picking it up again after so many years felt somewhat like "electronic impotence."
However, David, still holding this mindset, was instantly taken aback, his eyes widening slightly upon seeing the current state of these "lost souls" he had poached from Barto Hell.
These assembled Nathril Scholars at the port were all dressed in white mage robes, exuding a distinct sense of mystery from the inside out.
