Lucien nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of longing.
After all, with a dragon mount by their side, their status in Lossangles City would surely skyrocket!
The Aeolus Dragon sneered, "Hmph, you guys are so unambitious, always thinking about banquets. I, the dignified Wind Dragon Princess, couldn't care less about your human food and drink!"
"Oh, come on, Your Highness, you can't say that."
Mila grinned as she approached, "Mr. Watson has taken good care of you along the way. You can't just show no appreciation at all, right?"
"Exactly!"
Isabella chimed in, "Your Highness has fought alongside us through life and death. At this moment, shouldn't you express some gratitude to Mr. Watson?"
"Gratitude?"
The Aeolus Dragon raised its head abruptly, snorting out two streams of dragon breath, almost making Isabella and Mila jump.