Under the Red Dragon

When Calon Gaugmora and the Ocean Dragon Naxen finished inspecting the coastal affairs and descended upon the mountaintop on the afternoon breeze, it was the hour when the midday bells and drums chimed.

The Progenitor Red Dragon demanded that the dragons cultivate a habit of punctuality, and he naturally led by example, influencing the habits and styles of every dragon in the flock.

Under the orderly planning of the empire's heavy affairs, it seemed that these dragons were burdened by worldly matters, consuming much time and unable to quietly focus on learning and growth.

However, the poison flowing within the bloodline of the true dragons needed to be tempered by experiences in the mortal world to extract the useless toxins and retain the useful essence.

This tempered the dragons' impatience and restlessness, allowing them to maintain their focus and energy when needed.

"Dos and the others should be arriving soon. According to the communication time, if they're late, perhaps I can fine each of them a few gold coins as an example, lest they forget," Ocean Dragon Naxen said, flicking his winding body and gazing at the clouds in the sky with a somewhat stern expression.

Ocean Dragon Naxen, who had been promoted to the concurrent position of the Golden Empire's Chief Justice, although privately quite relaxed with the dragons as with the Progenitor Red Dragon, appeared particularly stern in all formal settings.

Naxen actually quite disagreed with the emperor's proposal that dragons of each scale color should have a king to manage them.

Naxen believed that this would undoubtedly greatly divide the emperor's power, even if the kings of each scale color still had to follow the emperor's will.

Therefore, this Ocean Dragon would sternly assert his authority as a law enforcer in many matters, intentionally or unintentionally reminding the Progenitor Red Dragon to establish a supervisory system exclusively for the dragons.

However, Calon's vision was not limited to the empire's remote territory. The dragon supervision system needed to be established, but it was not an immediate priority.

So Calon simply strolled with Ocean Dragon Naxen towards his palace hall, and said with a light smile, "The dragons now aren't poor fellows anymore. A few gold coins? Even the Green Dragon Ellie can take them out without hesitation."

Ocean Dragon Naxen was momentarily speechless.

Wild dragons might fight over a few gold coins, but in the Gaugmora Dragon Clan, every dragon had wealth flowing into their treasure hoard every minute and second.

Ocean Dragon Naxen, a dragon accustomed to living in the sea, had also moved to the Dragon Mountains because of the treasures accumulated in his hoard.

The two dragons were silent for a moment, but the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash suddenly changed from an arrogant squatting posture to excitedly lunging forward like a hunting dog, the scarlet chains clanging.

"You thief who stole my power, Calon Gaugmora, release me! I want to have a fair fight with you and return my power to me!"

The demeanor of the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash had become frenzied. On his golden scales, the lightning and fire of the Gold Dragon's innate bloodline power were emerging. As soon as the slightest ray of lightning and flame appeared on the Progenitor Gold Dragon's body, it was suppressed by the Progenitor Red Dragon's innate power.

The thick chains clanged, and the dazzling crimson light suppressed the Progenitor Gold Dragon's lightning and fire back into his scales, without a sound.

Before the Progenitor Red Dragon could speak, the sound of "Pui, pui, pui!" already rang out. The Hydra was shaking its nine heads frantically, spewing out its saliva like raindrops, pouring it head-on onto the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash's head.

The foul saliva stained the Progenitor Gold Dragon's golden scales with a layer of dirty spittle.

"Shut up, you foolish fellow! How dare you speak to the great True Dragon, Lord Gaugmora, like that! You really deserve to be whipped by your master!"

The Hydra roared, but the eyes of its nine heads involuntarily glanced at the Progenitor Red Dragon's face.

Calon and Ocean Dragon Naxen stopped, and the Progenitor Red Dragon laughed.

He stretched out his dragon claw, and the scarlet chains wrapped around the Hydra's golden head shook, inch by inch, drawing out from under the Hydra's jaw, then twisting and disappearing into the Progenitor Red Dragon's body like dancing tentacles.

"It seems your wildness has been tamed by yourself, your wisdom has reoccupied your brain. You have earned your freedom, Hydra. Stay here and wait for your master to take you back."

The Hydra nodded repeatedly in surprise, its huge body almost taken away by its frantically wagging tail. Its winding body coiled around the intricately carved rock pillars of the royal court, and it loudly assured the Progenitor Red Dragon, "I will definitely stand my last shift well, please rest assured, Lord Calon."

Calon smiled and turned his head, looking at the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash, who was roaring and furious, but had lost his extraordinary power, leaving only his physical strength.

His light laughter carried an undisguised sense of disappointment as he said, "Just a fledgling who obtained power that doesn't belong to him. Obilash, even if I lose my identity as a dragon, I will still become a strong man, a great mage."

"But what about you? If you abandon your innate bloodline, what else do you have left?"

"A dragon who can't even control his own bloodline, is he worthy of being called a true dragon?"

The Progenitor Red Dragon's huge and majestic head approached the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash, looking down at Obilash's golden vertical pupils. The cold disappointment in them deeply stung the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash's proud heart.

"Seeing that gold dragons are so easily overwhelmed by shallow vanity and arrogance, I am both happy and disappointed," the Progenitor Red Dragon said lightly, "I am a dragon, so naturally I want to be proud of my identity as a dragon, but your performance makes me very embarrassed."

"Perhaps, dragons like you should be demoted from the true dragon species in the future. Future true dragons should be distinguished by their hearts and wisdom, not by their shallow bloodlines and scale colors."

"In the future, there will only be one kind of true dragon in the world, not ten."

"How dare you, how dare you do this, how dare you despise the dragon god's favorite, despise the noble gold dragon clan so much?"

The Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash's vertical pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had been struck by a mental storm. The arrogance of the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash, combined with the arrogance of the golden dragon blood and the arrogance of the power he once possessed, was not as great as the arrogance expressed in the Red Dragon's plain words.

In that instant, the Progenitor Gold Dragon Obilash suddenly understood why the power of arrogance, which he thought had merged into his bloodline, could be so easily extracted by this Progenitor Red Dragon.

Obilash shook his gorgeous dragon head as if he were crazy, and screamed in shock: "You will be punished, Calon Gaugmora, you will also pay the price for the arrogance in the deepest part of your heart!"

"You trap me here, my father and mother will not let it go, the Southern Good Dragon Alliance will not easily forgive you, your empire and you will be destroyed because of your actions!"

"The Southern Good Dragon Alliance? Hehe, I even know who they sent, when they will set off, and where they are," the Progenitor Red Dragon stepped into the palace, leaving only his words echoing in the ears of the Progenitor Gold Dragon, whose mind had been lost.

"Limited by the times and the environment, I can understand the narrowness of your thinking, but to destroy my empire, the power in your mouth is not enough!"

As soon as he stepped into the hall of the royal court, he had already isolated the screams of the Progenitor Gold Dragon outside. The maids serving in the hall had already presented exquisite desserts to their master and the empire's judicial officer.

Precious metals and a large glass of wine, but these wines were not brewed by ordinary people, but elemental potions configured by the research department according to the physical development and growth of each dragon. The pure elemental power was extracted and condensed into a solid form by the core of a small elemental plane.

A small glass of elemental water in front of the dragon was enough to supply low-level mages with several months of cultivation and use, and it was enough to sell for at least dozens of pure gold coins on the market.

But this was just a side dish in the six meals a day of the dragon lords.

The two dragons enjoyed their desserts while chatting casually.

In the intelligence network laid out by the empire, news about other regions has also recently come.

The most noteworthy thing for many dragon lords is that Charael Caesar, the former emperor of the Cartha Empire, and Duke Charael, who had divided the entire empire in the name of the dragon clan, seemed to have received secret support from some force.

Now he dared to actively launch a war when he was surrounded by enemies.

The reconquest army, led by Duke Charael Caesar again, exhausted the able-bodied soldiers of the entire territory, expanded into five legions, a total of 80,000 troops, swept across the north and the south, invincible.

In just half a month, they had broken through two duchies, eight earldoms, and twelve baronies, and directly executed these nobles on the spot, causing panic among the nobles in the north.

The various nobles, large and small, had begun to put aside their battles with each other, intending to reunite and defeat this ambitious former emperor, lest their families be destroyed by this emperor who had made a comeback.

"This Duke Charael is truly a remarkable human being," Ocean Dragon Naxen exclaimed, "Even if the empire collapses, he can make a comeback. It seems that in a short period of time, those scattered nobles will not be able to withstand his military offensive."

"But in this way, those nobles who have united to target the empire will not be able to invest their energy here. This can be considered a benefit."

Calon sat on the throne, took a sip of the rich elemental water, and said lightly: "A hero who can build a powerful country will naturally have extraordinary qualities."

"Sometimes I wonder if that Charael Caesar is also indulging the behavior of his subordinates for some of his purposes, but people's hearts are often uncontrollable, even the emperor cannot fully control them."

"That's why he messed it up!"

Ocean Dragon Naxen nodded. In the news returned by the empire's intelligence system, this Duke Charael did seem to have a plan prepared.

In the newly conquered land, he had abandoned the aristocratic confederation system and adjusted it to an imperial governance structure like the Golden Empire, and compared to the special system of the Golden Empire, the system implemented by Charael was more detailed and clear, and did not seem like a temporary imitation of the Golden Empire.

While the two dragons were chatting, several other dragons came to the dragon's royal court hall one after another, namely the Minister of Propaganda of the Empire, Copper Dragon Alfred, who was closest, and the Administrative Governor, Bronze Dragon Alina.

There were also two white dragons, Sloka and Roni, who patrolled the empire's waters all day long.

Under the long-term infiltration, the White Dragon Sloka, who was initially stumbling when speaking Dragon Language, had expressed his meaning extremely fluently.

This white dragon was still working hard to improve his status, so in the pause of the conversation between the dragons, he boldly interjected: "I heard the merchants and the empire's overseas business groups and envoys are talking about the prevalence of pirates."

Seeing that the eyes of several dragons were attracted by his topic, especially the direct gaze of the Progenitor Red Dragon's dark golden pupils, the White Dragon Sloka swallowed, and then said: "Originally, our empire's territory was remote. Even if there were merchants coming and going, it would not be very frequent, so we only needed to defend against some sea monsters."

"But now the empire is prosperous enough. The distant trade routes can't stop those merchants' eager pursuit of wealth. While the empire's commercial trade is becoming more and more prosperous, those pirates have also set their sights on this golden sea route."

"I have heard of more than a dozen pirate robbery incidents. Those pirates specialize in robbing merchant ships traveling on the sea far away from the empire's sea route defenses. Even the empire's scattered merchant ships have been extorted by those unscrupulous pirates."

Several dragon lords frowned at the same time. The actions of these pirates were tantamount to openly pulling out dragon scales.

Even gold dragons would roar and sink all these pirates into the sea when they learned that these pirates dared to violate their wealth.

However, the empire's current naval power is very weak. The vast territory of the empire, even the land area, is difficult to fully control, let alone the wider sea.

The territory on the sea, even if several dragons patrol day and night, can only take care of the coastal areas.

And those pirates are doing the job of carrying their heads on their belts. They will not be afraid of these dragons who can't reach out. Before the empire's navy grows stronger, it seems that the empire has no better way to deal with this.

"These troublesome bugs are flexible enough," White Dragon Roni said fiercely, "Sloka and I once followed the merchant ships to the waters where pirates haunt, but those pirates will hide as soon as they see the traces of dragons."

"They will also pretend to be merchant ships in advance and hang up the flags of the merchant ships. Sloka and I didn't catch their loopholes, so we can't directly attack!"

"Deniro, how is your contact with the nagas in the deep sea?" Bronze Dragon Alina turned her head and asked the arriving Mist Dragon.

Mist Dragon Deniro shook his head, "The nagas in the deep sea have not given a reply. I even suspect that my communication cannot reach their territory. A force is hindering my message. Even now, I cannot be sure whether the nagas have received my information."

The dragons in the royal court were discussing the empire's important affairs while waiting. Outside the royal court, Silver Dragon Chris Tiana also landed on the mountaintop.

The information about the gathering of dragons had been fully conveyed. Even the silver dragon Chris and the two bronze dragon temporary workers were aware. Therefore, the silver dragon Chris, who had been waiting for a long time, quietly appeared when she saw several dragons already gathered in the royal court.

The silver dragon Chris walked towards the open hall with some trepidation, like a teenager taking their first steps out of their parents' nest to travel.

But the hydra, Hydra, coiling on the rock pillar, stopped the silver dragon whose heart had begun to beat abnormally.

"Stop, silver dragon, you are not yet a formal member of the dragon group,"

The hydra, feigning the might of a dragon, displayed its female power and looked down with disdain, saying, "Without the approval of the dragon group, you cannot set foot in the dragon council."

The silver dragon's beating heart immediately turned cold. Her coming here already indicated the silver dragon's attitude and inclination. The silver dragon, who never lacked courage, needed to summon an hour's worth of bravery to make the decision to walk to the dragon's royal court, but a threshold was like a chasm.

The silver dragon Chris suddenly turned and left in disappointment, even ignoring the sound of the ancestral gold dragon Obirrash roaring 'bitch' beside her.

Seated on the throne, the ancestral red dragon's dark golden pupils quietly revealed a rich, inseparable psychic light. The departing back of the silver dragon Valkyrie was perceived extremely clearly by the red dragon.

This caused the ancestral red dragon's fangs to be slightly revealed. Calon laughed in his heart, "To be an important chess piece, how can unwavering smoothness compare to the steadfastness brought about by tortuous trials!"

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