"Are we really going to let that human go?"
Samantha asked.
Galos put away the map, looked in the direction where the wanderer had fled, then retracted his gaze and said, "Do I look like a Dragon Race that breaks my word? Since I said I would allow her to escape my territory, I'll give her a chance."
Since Galos had spoken.
Samantha asked no more, then went to clean the battlefield, picking and choosing, not missing any corner, gathering up the adventurers' equipment, whether intact, slightly damaged, or completely destroyed.
"My dear brother, could I have these alchemy equipment?"
She held the equipment in her foreclaws, pleadingly asked.
The adventurers' equipment, alchemy tools, were rather inferior in Galos's eyes, at least compared to a few pieces he possessed, they were not worth mentioning.
But he didn't immediately agree, instead, he asked, "What do you want to do with them?"
