"Your Grace, I never expected that a minor border raid would actually prompt you to personally lead an army here. I, as a Silver Dragon, admire your character greatly."
Seeing a familiar Elf—and moreover, the Duke of Silver Wheel who had once funded his alchemy studies—David was surprised but didn't skimp on delivering a round of flattery.
After all, in this era, the reputation of nobility was often built upon such mutual back-scratching and was solidified by word of mouth and traveling Bards who spread their stories far and wide.
It won't be long, David believed, before the tale of Yevgeny, myself as a Silver Dragon, and the Duke of Silver's swift support in the 'Ice Sea Operation' spreads rapidly throughout the Elven Kingdom and even to the New Continent.
The Duke of Silver had already heard of David's rather exaggerated exploits on her way here. After giving David a meaningful look, she returned to the cordial demeanor she had displayed upon their first meeting.
