The battlefield was brought under control relatively quickly.
The dragon had collapsed almost absurdly easily before Logan’s sword, and as a result, the damage suffered by the fleet had also been reduced to an extreme minimum.
Of course, they had lost several small whaling vessels and warships, but most of those had been swept away by the tidal wave that struck at the very beginning.
The fleet’s miraculous achievement had been possible entirely thanks to Prince Logan.
He had firmly protected the ships by spreading a Divine Barrier, and at the final moment, he had slaughtered the dragon with martial prowess befitting a messenger of God.
Even now, the intense silver-blue beam that Arjuna had unleashed remained vividly engraved in everyone’s minds.
“I wonder whether this will be enough to convince the Council.”
Yet there was one problem with Logan’s performance.
He had disposed of the enemy far too cleanly.
Not only the dragon’s mighty body, but even the Dragon Heart that had served as the center of its Aura had been shattered without leaving so much as a trace behind.
“No matter how thoroughly we search the sea, there is nothing left. Then how in the world are we supposed to prove to the councilors that our fleet fought bravely against a dragon?”
General Lysandros, who had managed to recover only a few intact scales, expressed his great regret, and Logan turned his head away with a faint sense of guilt.
Apparently, he had become so intoxicated by that moment of enlightenment that he had ended up swinging Arjuna around in delight without thinking of what would come afterward.
“Of course, the fact that our fleet miraculously survived against an unprecedented monster like a dragon is entirely thanks to…