Spending a long stretch of time together, how could he not gradually bring these Giant Dragons to heel? Those Adventurers who formed partnerships with Dragons could do it; there was no reason he, Charal Ciser, could not.
Yet Charal Ciser had not expected these Dragons to be a little too exceptional.
The fall of the former Imperial, in the end, was not truly the fault of these Dragons, but of the Nobility; Charal Ciser understood this truth all too well.
And not only of those Nobility, but of himself as well.
As the Lucky One who, in his youth, had obtained the authority of "Greed," the favored child of destiny of the Northern Continent, Charal Ciser had, by relying on this unexpectedly gained power, carved out a foundation far surpassing the centuries of accumulation of his original house.
Yet destiny's gift had long since, in secret, inscribed its price.
