"I will announce your formal appointment in six months, for now, you will act as a temporary substitute. Work for a while first, to prevent any rumors."
Noah looked at his grandnephew, who had obediently reverted to human form, and reminded him as he let go of the Dragon Claw.
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Wayne, who had already surrendered, silently looked at this granduncle, wondering what gave this dragon the illusion that there would be no rumors about him now.
His personal abilities were beyond doubt, but the speed of his promotion was also unquestionably abnormal. Anyone with a little understanding found that there was something off about him.
Although Wayne thought so in his heart, he did not voice it, because he had already realized that this Holy Dragon was vastly different from what he had imagined.
The Holy Dragon was not the embodiment of perfection he had envisioned, that being the embodiment of light, justice, holiness, and all virtues. Holiness symbolized nobility and supremacy.
