"He... he easily withstood the arch lord's majesty?"
In Lireesa's view, this was simply an impossible thing.
However, the fact was right before her eyes, and Lireesa had no choice but to believe.
Just then, that arch lord's pressure vanished, and Orion's pressure also disappeared with it.
Lireesa breathed a sigh of relief and also walked into the ancient castle's great hall.
"Hahaha... Back when I first escaped, I had a bellyful of anger that was difficult to vent, so I swept along the northern foreign tribes and headed south to stir up war."
"Orion, I didn't expect that after our hurried meeting back then—I originally didn't hold much hope for you—you would actually create the current fifth major race of the south."
The white dragon Frostsire stood up to welcome Orion and Lireesa.
What was somewhat special was that Frostsire guided Orion to a position directly opposite him.
That position signified equal and honored status with Frostsire.
