“I think it would be better for the both of you to stop now.”

A soft, calm voice interrupted the escalating altercation between Alan and Ian.

Raven turned to find two women, no, two younger ladies who had walked out of the carriage. He recognized one of them to be Luna Seyrod, but it was his first time seeing the lady next to her.

“Ingrid.”

Even without Ian’s words, Raven could tell who she was.

“It’s nice to meet you, Your Grace Pendragon. This girl is Ingrid.”

Ingrid wore a crown on top of her headband-shaped braids. She lightly bent one knee and bowed her head towards Raven.

Raven was a little taken aback. It was a typical greeting, but one that was full of dignity and grace.

“That must be Lord Soldrake, the sworn guardian to the Pendragon family. Ingrid Aragon greets the great one.”

Ingrid showed off a smile at Soldrake, who was leaning narrowly at the end of the spire.

‘Hm?’

Raven became more surprised. Even though Soldrake was not spitting off Dragon Fear, it was undoubtedly a daunting task for a young lady to not show fear in front of a dragon. Soldrake looked down at Ingrid’s greeting and then abruptly flew off toward Conrad Castle.

Soldrake had done everything she had been asked.

“Long time no see, Your Grace Pendragon.”

Luna, who was standing beside Ingrid, greeted Alan...