"Galos Ignas."
The Legendary Brass Dragon ceremonial master flapped his massive wings, landing in front of Galos and his party, extending a shimmering dimensional bag toward him.
"This is the prize you've earned for yourself."
Galos had no intention of opening it on the spot to inspect it, but calmly extended his Dragon Claw to take it securely.
"Oh? Aren't you curious about what's inside? Aren't you afraid I might secretly deduct your share?"
The Legendary Brass Dragon spoke with a hint of mischief in his eyes, seeming to wear a half-smile.
Galos met his gaze openly and responded without arrogance or inferiority: "I trust the Metal Dragon Domain, especially someone of your esteemed caliber as a Legendary Giant Dragon, for your integrity and reputation."
Hearing this, the Legendary Brass Dragon felt even more admiration for this Red Iron Dragon, who was modest in victory and eloquent in speech.
