Chapter 156

The screens the mages had raised weren't just one. But among them, the one that drew the eye most overwhelmingly was the one showing House Albarant.

The flame-colored dragon soaring across the blue sky, and the feats it performed, were that hard to look away from.

It was dangerous. Monsters and dragons threatening enough to chill you to the bone just from watching, enough to make your fists clench without meaning to, kept bursting onto the screen.

And yet, through the screen, I came to understand why this was called a hunting festival and not a culling.

'So this is how strong the dragons are, when a noble house pours its strength into raising them.'

Dragons that followed a person's direction, moving by strategy and tactics as they hunted, were that much more powerful. Monsters or dragons that weren't organized — the kind that seemed to have lost themselves to…