Two days earlier.
Lucius glanced at the man standing before his desk. He was tall and muscular, but his worn clothes showed life did not treat him gently.
- Well, Claud, do you have something to tell me?- The Dragon King asked, shooting his brow up.
The man before him shook his head with the strength that could easily twist his neck.
- I have nothing to say, my King. I do not have the slightest idea of why you wished to see me.
Lucius leaned on the back of his seat and ran his hand through his hair.
- You don't know? I thought my men would explain the reason for this visit, but I guess they missed this part. I will have to do it by myself then.
Claud got visibly pale but maintained a straight posture while the Dragon King looked at him coldly.
- Tell me, my friend, what do
