Chapter 187

"Who is he? Let me ask you, who do you admire the most?" Matthew demanded loudly.

Willa's voice was resolute. "Of course, it's the youngest war god of Drakonia, Seiryu! At just thirty years old, he stands at the pinnacle of Drakonia's martial prowess, commanding respect across the land and sea. Who under the sun can compare to him?

"Compared to him, what’s so great about Frederick? I admit he's skilled in medicine, but that doesn't mean he excels in other aspects. If he had even one percent of Seiryu's strength, I'd be impressed!"

"He does," Matthew said bluntly. "But it's not that he has one percent of Seiryu's strength, it's that Seiryu has only one percent of his! Forget about Seiryu, even the top ten War Gods of the world bow before him and acknowledge his superiority!"

Hearing her father's explanation, Willa's heart skipped a beat.

"What a joke! Even the emperor has to show respect to those War Gods! Yet, you're saying that they're afraid of someone like Frederick, who’s just