That evening, the family didn’t get to dine at the restaurant they had in mind. Instead, they were warmly invited by the Tower Master to a banquet at the Twilight Tower.

Leon and Rosvisser wanted to decline at first, as it wasn’t often that their master and his wife visited, and they’d hoped to spend time with them as a family.

However, the Tower Master was insistent, saying they could bring the whole family along to make it more lively. Out of consideration for his hospitality, the couple reluctantly agreed.

At the banquet, the seats surrounding the head table were occupied by various Dragon Kings and emissaries from different clans, including Sheyu and other prominent figures.

Leon sat alongside his master at one of the tables. The old man gazed around the banquet hall, where dragons of all kinds and tail types were gathered, and sighed in amazement.

"Even back in Claudia’s Sea Dragon Sanctuary, I saw dragons every day. But being in a room filled with so many different Dragon Kings is an entirely different experience."

Leon, hands in his pockets, seemed far less impressed. Unlike his master, he had grown used to such scenes.