Louis fell into a long silence.
Would everything he did become a part of history, never to be changed?
Bahamut spoke in a deep voice:
"Do everything according to what you originally intended to do. The will of the world stands on your side."
Louis sighed and said:
"Actually, I wanted to go take a look at the Golden Land."
"The Golden Land? I see, I think I understand why you came."
"You know?"
"A few days ago, a little girl of the Titan Race and Queen Stuart of the Elf Race came to the Dragon Empire to borrow people."
Louis was stunned for a moment.
"What race?"
"Titan."
"Titan?"
"Titan."
"Weren't they basically all dead by the end of the Titan Era?"
"It wasn't that extreme. Most of them just fell into slumber and could never wake again."
"What did they want to borrow people from the Dragon Empire for?"
The God of Good Dragons, Bahamut, quietly glanced at Louis. After a long while, he showed a subtle smile:
