Galos: "Do you have a concrete plan right now?"
Hearing the Red Iron Dragon's question, the Iron Dragon scratched his head.
"No... not yet."
He said, embarrassed.
After a pause, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Galos, I once read about you in the Federation Daily. They called you the Death Omen Star and said you have the potential to become a great Evil Dragon."
"And that was more than ten years ago. By now, you must have your own territory in the wilderness."
"The Federation is chaotic, many kingdoms are revealing their ambitions, aiming to redistribute Southern resources, and neglecting the Sel Wilderness. You should be able to develop better and faster."
Gordon still thought the Red Iron Dragon was in the Sel Wilderness.
To prevent this dumb dragon from accidentally revealing his situation, Galos didn't explain further, and said: "Looks like you're not totally useless—you can see the current situation for what it is."
