There was a short moment of silence as everybody drank their tea.
"Could you please tell me what is going on?"
The atmosphere in the room changed after Mila asked the question.
"And what did you mean by 'Lord'?"
Rasheel's eyes looked a bit warmer as he asked that question, but Mila frowned.
Dragon Lord.
That was an existence that was no longer in this world.
Mila's eyes clouded over before she turned toward Eruhaben.
"Did you become the Lord?"
"No."
Click.
Eruhaben elegantly put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the two Dragons.
"This will probably be a very long story. Cale, is it okay if I do it?"
Eruhaben should be able to explain it better than Cale since the story was related to the Dragons.
"Yes, sir. Please do."
Crunch crunch.
Cale bit down on a cookie and stepped back from the conversation for a moment.
"Then let me start with how I first met this unlucky bastard and the little kid."
Eruhaben started to share everything that had happened until now.
* * *
Drip.
Some tea dripped out of Rasheel's mouth. He was so shocked that he didn't notice that his mouth was hanging open.
He soon jumped up out of his seat.
"Holy shit! How could all this have happened while I was asleep-?!"
Rasheel could not say anything else as he looked toward Cale. Eruhaben's calm voice continued to fill Rasheel's ears.
"As for the current situation... The White Star is planning on summoning the sealed god, and some monsters that will be a disaster to this world."
Eruhaben gave a short description of the potential ending.
"This world will be destroyed if we cannot stop the White Star."
This world would be destroyed.
Rasheel used the sleeve of his pajamas to wipe the tea off his mouth before pointing toward Cale.
"I thought the humans were having some territorial dispute because the Elementals called you a damn hero! But WHAT?! THIS-?!"
Eruhaben calmly responded to him.
"It is a kind of territorial dispute in a way. It is just on a much larger scale."
"How can you phrase it like that-?!"
'Just a much larger scale?! If things went wrong, a god's seal would be released and the Demonic race that worships that god might take over this world! That bastard called the White Star or White Radish or whatever might end up becoming a god who rules over this world as well.'
"And you said that the last Lord's soul is still here? And that Lord's child is that cute but somewhat clueless kid who was talking about destroying everything earlier?"
Rasheel slapped himself.
"O, ow! That hurt! That must mean that this is not a dream!"
How could there be such an annoying situation like this?!
