Matthew nodded gently:
"Your Black Dragons are all right?"
Audacia felt a warmth in her heart:
"They are fine."
"I will take good care of them."
Afterward.
She looked at Matthew, who was focused on examining the body, and suddenly said softly:
"Master..."
"May I call you by your name?"
Matthew didn't even turn his head as he answered:
"You may not."
Tears immediately welled up at the edges of Audacia's eyes.
She looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to embrace her and cherish her deeply.
But Matthew was utterly unmoved by such displays.
The Mother of Black Dragons certainly possessed some beauty, but she was far inferior to Sif.
Her charm depended entirely on her figure and air.
Matthew had previously been willing to give her a few more glances.
But after taming her with the Kunlan Blood Book.
He lost all interest.
More than Audacia herself, Matthew was interested in the Black Dragons under her command:
"How did you breed so many robust Black Dragons?"