Just as Adrian said, there was no better way to prove his identity than the medallion.

There was no other unit or department in this world that could produce such a medallion other than Wyvern Peak.

At this point, Isla suddenly bowed to Adrian.

“War Legate Draco, in honor of my late husband, please help me,” Isla said as she cried.

Adrian stretched out his hands and helped Isla to her feet. “Please sit. We can talk slowly.”

“I’m begging you,” Isla pleaded.

Adrian knew that Isla had somethi