The Iron Dragon knew that although Galos didn't like to meddle in affairs, his wisdom was greater than his own.
——Acknowledge one's own shortcomings and seek the opinions of stronger individuals.
This is a rare quality among the Dragon Race.
"Stand by at any time."
As the sun slanted westward, the Iron Dragon left with one sentence, flapped his wings, and soared straight into the sky. Soon after, he returned to Dragon Valley, came before his brother, and recounted what had happened to the Red Iron Dragon.
"Is that so?"
The Red Iron Dragon paused his training, nodding slightly, unsurprised.
"It's roughly as I imagined. The Golden Tooth Tribe's ability to make other merchant groups refuse to trade with us is merely an influence through pricing, rather than coercion."
The Iron Dragon pondered and said:
