Chapter 852

Had he been dreaming?

It took Wilbur a long time to realize that it had all been a dream.

Why had he dreamed of something so strange, though?

A giant in gold armor, and a huge dragon in flames.

The Lord of Fire Dragons?

Wilbur broke out into a sweat all over again at the thought.

Could the Lord of Fire Dragons really exist?

Wilbur fell deep into thought.

With how powerful he was now, there was no way he would have dreamed about something like that for no reason.

Yet he did not know at all what it meant.

A while later, Wilbur glanced at his watch.

"F*ck."

Wilbur cursed as he flew out of bed to get ready, rushing off to the president's office.

They were receiving Mister Homer Klaft, the Dasha embassy representative, clinking glasses of champagne while they

were also dozens of Dasha businessmen present, talking

office was buzzing with

was from Dasha and had helped a great deal during the Lars Harriet

today, but he had

noon, and it was honestly a bit too much to be flaking on the

as well, swirling her glass of champagne as

as

hopeful and excited about, making her fidget

of great treatment from the president's office. Do you have any advice to give on that?"

both of them had a

not too sure either,"

shrugged his shoulders. "It really is strange, isn't

sure is," Hannah said

made his way in hurriedly, heading

had really shown up. How had he even

grabbed Wilbur as he walked past

That's the bloody president! How did you even get in here? Did you get an

who is this?"

impatiently. "He's my

let him make a fool out of himself." Mister Wentson frowned. Who

himself was

thinking about the dream so intensely that he had forgotten to change his appearance into

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