The office of Marquis Ruben was full of antique ornaments.

Dexter’s work was currently being inspected in front of Marquis Ruben.

"Hmm, it’s almost perfect, but I don't like the golden pattern here."

“Then how should I change it?”

"Well. Try to make it look powerful and strong. Like a dragon roaring fiercely at the evil undead army.”

For Dexter, Marquis Ruben was an exhausting lord in many ways.

He had a lot of demands and had a terrible artistic taste.

“Like a dragon?”

“Yes, a dragon. Dragons are said to have been the strongest creatures on the continent, although they’re now extinct.”

The story of the Black Dragon King Drakia who loved Queen Iona, and the gold and silver treasures of the Red Dragon King Arcana was very famous.

Dexter scratched his head as he listened to Marquis Ruben’s excitement.

“If you could be more specific about it…”

“I’ve explained enough already. Do the rest with your natural talent.”

Marquis Ruben turned his head as he got irritated.

He held out his long sword which Dexter accepted reluctantly.

“Then I will give it one more try.”

“Don't let me down, Dexter. You know who has power around here, right?”

He would be dispatched...