Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 324 - 210: Dragon Domain, The Creator

Chapter 324: Chapter 210: Dragon Domain, The Creator

Between the nebulae, there is naturally no wind like in the Material Realm. Everything here is extremely quiet. To Noah’s inquiry, the Golden Tree still stands there, radiating a brilliance as if it has been immortal for eons.

Noah doesn’t know how many times he has tried this; it is merely a consciousness-less Divine Tree, seemingly a manifestation of his essence on another plane, not an independent entity. The state of the Golden Tree, and all the nutrients it obtains, are closely related to him.

"Do I have to be forced to become a Holy Dragon?"

Noah asked again, naturally receiving no response.

He feels he has done extremely well, believing there isn’t a more diligent ruler in the world than him.

Indeed, it’s not limited to the Dragon Clan but extends to all regions and countries within his current reach. Noah truly believes there is no more diligent ruler, not even that ambitious nephew of his can compare in governance.

Because he intervenes, only within the peasantry, and never even in cases involving Transcendents, it’s something unimaginable in any country or region since recorded history.

Which ruler of a country would inquire if the commoners under their rule have suffered injustice or encountered misfortunes in life? Faced oppression or extortion?

None, not a single one. As a lofty Golden Dragon, his gaze falls on those most ordinary, and the largest in number, the commoners.

He truly cares and protects these seemingly insignificant ants and even publishes books to teach them how to live and produce for a better life.

On the continent of Xilantia, there’s never been a ruler like the Holy Dragon, so when tales of him spread in all directions, they first meet with doubt and denial.

How could there be such a dragon in this world?

How could the proud Dragon Clan care for the lowly common folk?

This must be a fairy tale compiled by a desperate Paladin on their deathbed!

This is the prevalent voice, but likewise, even if reason tells them it’s impossible, for some seeking the ideal nation, it’s like finding light in darkness.

Many Paladins come to Noah’s territory for pilgrimage and worship, and sometimes even justice groups from overseas, or visitors from a Different Plane.

Not only does Noah think he’s doing well, but his vassals and servants also praise him, extolling his benevolence and generosity, lauding his wisdom.

Even the most extreme Paladin, upon seeing the lives of the commoners under Noah’s rule, cannot utter a word of criticism.

Because Noah ensures at least one thing: Everyone in his territory retains the basic dignity of being human and can live like a human.

Just this alone, as a ruler of the Dragon Clan, has surpassed ninety-nine percent of the rulers in history, making the name of the Holy Dragon truly well-deserved.

However, the Golden Tree does not think so. The Dark Fruits condensing on it grow larger each year, silently mocking Noah. Of course, it can also be considered a form of encouragement and motivation.

Yet, after so many instances, even with Noah’s resolve, he can’t help but feel a bit discouraged.

Because according to his current understanding, the Dark Fruit will nurture and mature faster, as the number of his governed people and lands only increases.

The birth of the Dark Fruit is inevitable, just like his inability to root out the evils of the Wisdom Race.

As long as people are active, and as long as the Wisdom Species exist, injustice will certainly prevail, with some depending on their powerful aspects to oppress the weaker ones; this is unavoidable.

Even by continuously refining the laws and enforcing them strictly, it can only reduce but never eliminate these. Sometimes, injustice occurs right during the execution of the law.

This is an unsolvable dilemma.

Noah finds it impossible to simply lie down and give up; just by his current existence, even a simple breath would have irreversible effects on everything around him.

"Sifreya!"

At the first moment when the dragon’s pupils flickering with purple light opened, Noah summoned his chief steward.

"Your Highness Noah!"

The Dragon Fairy appeared before Noah, bowing to obey.

"Bring all the dockets recently submitted to the court; I want to have a look."

"Yes."

Sifreya’s expression remained unchanged, but in her heart, she had already begun a silent moment of pity for some, or perhaps a group, of judges whose names were not yet known.

She knew of Noah’s little-known habit: every time after a short rest, he would review a batch of recent case files, and each time he could accurately find the wrongful cases among them.

Whenever this happens, it means the inspectors and jurors for these cases are in for a bad time. It also means some provisions in the Golden Code will either be supplemented or revised.

These cases pay no heed to rank, encompassing everything from Knight Order members, high-ranking Nobles, to common men and women, covering all classes.

This further solidifies the name of Noah the Holy Dragon, because he can stand up for the wronged commoners, which is unimaginable for those who have not seen it with their own eyes.

But once seen, for some idealists seeking a spiritual homeland, Noah would be their best choice for pursuing their path; they would even be willing to sacrifice everything for it.