"Now come with me to the Clan Leader and apologize!"
On the plaza of the Dragon Tribe, as everyone left with their own thoughts, Belica pulled the motionless Brant.
However, despite Belica's repeated attempts, Brant remained still, causing her to speak angrily:
"Brant!"
"Do you know how much the Clan Leader has sacrificed for our village?"
"How could you say such things to the Clan Leader?"
"You've really disappointed me!"
Belica fiercely shook off Brant's hand, tears in her eyes as she ran off to the side.
It was only then that Brant finally lifted his head to glance at Belica's departing figure, then shifted his gaze to the house where Clan Leader Sigmund resided.
His eyes were filled with both apology and confusion and doubt.
Due to certain special reasons, Brant knew much more than other tribe members.
He knew the Dragon Race was "very strong."
He knew that their Dragon Tribe was indeed the "Dragon Race."
