Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 90 The Adoption Tradition of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 The Adoption Tradition of the Dragon Clan

"Alright, I understand. You carry great authority among your subordinates and are an excellent and qualified Knight Captain."

Noah’s dragon wings unfurled on one side, fluttering lightly, with a nonchalant expression.

"You rascal..."

Agitated by the Golden Dragon’s demeanor, the young man’s anger was palpable, though his gaze involuntarily drifted to the magnificent dragon wings. Unable to hold back, he asked,

"What’s with these wings?"

"Of course, they grew naturally. Did you think I attached them?"

Though Noah wasn’t sure how these wings grew, the Golden Dragon was very pleased with his new dragon wings. If the Dragon Clan held a Most Beautiful Dragon Wings contest, he would be the first to enter.

"What do you think?"

"They’re very beautiful."

Edith responded, as a woman’s nature, she naturally liked beautiful things. However, her relationship with the Golden Dragon wasn’t as close as with her partner, so she had to maintain the appropriate etiquette in every action.

"Right? I think they’re very beautiful too."

Noah could sense a subtle detachment from the Half-Elf girl’s flawless manners. After all, they didn’t grow up together, and only time could erase the unfamiliarity and distance.

"I think they lack the majesty of a Red Dragon."

Tidel offered a different opinion.

"Red Dragon?"

The Golden Dragon looked at the tactless youth, his dragon eyes narrowing slightly,

"Where did you see a Red Dragon?"

"Certainly beyond the borders of the territory. My knights spotted a pair of adult Red Dragons. Before returning, I personally led a team to verify, and indeed, they were a nesting pair of adult Red Dragons."

Tidel lifted his head with a hint of pride. Edith couldn’t help but glance at him too,

"Why didn’t you tell me about this?"

"Because it was just confirmed."

Tidel instinctively turned his head, avoiding his wife’s gaze.

"Are you planning to slay the Red Dragons?"

Edith seemed to know her partner well.

"No, their activity range doesn’t border our territory. There’s no need to provoke adult Dragons without reason."

The young man had to explain solemnly.

"I want to join your dragon-slaying team."

The Half-Elf girl ignored Tidel’s explanation, speaking on her own.

"That’s impossible."

Tidel decisively refused.

"Don’t you believe in my sword?"

"It’s not about belief; you’re currently carrying our child. How can you step onto the battlefield to slay Red Dragons?"

"This doesn’t affect my sword-wielding speed."

Edith said calmly.

"Why not wait until after the child is born? You and your husband can then team up to slay the Red Dragons?"

Unable to watch any longer, Noah offered his suggestion,

"Two adult Red Dragons appearing together must indicate they’re entering the breeding season. From the time a Red Dragon goes into heat until it lays eggs, it takes about three to five years. After the dragon eggs hatch, the male Dragon will abandon the female. That’s plenty of time; there’s no need to rush."

The Golden Dragon’s words eased the couple’s conflict. As for making them desist from the idea of slaying Red Dragons, Noah never intended that.

Though they belong to the Dragon Clan, what did the cutting down of the Colorful Dragon Clan have to do with the Metallic Dragon Race?

Not sending Giants along to support in the slaying gave Noah plenty of face.

Of course, as a member of the Dragon Clan, Noah still made a request regarding the couple’s dragon-slaying mission.

"If there are dragon eggs, bring them to me!"

No other intentions—it’s just that life on the mountain was too monotonous. Noah wanted to find some entertainment to liven up his dull life. Training a Red Dragon hatchling seemed like a wonderful project.

Such acts of adoption and training were quite common among the Dragon Clan. A typical example was the Crystal Dragons, who would collect White Dragon eggs. These Crystal Dragons, who had too much free time, were keen on molding White Dragons that didn’t align with their ideals into what they desired.

For White Dragons, considered the disgrace of the Dragon Clan, this could be considered the best start. Any Crystal Dragon would be superior to their birth parents.

If it were the Colorful Dragon Clan, it would be rather pitiful. Among them, Blue Dragons, who had strong familial concepts, and Green Dragons, who liked to dominate territories, would collect dragon eggs and young dragons unrelated by blood.

However, these adoptions were clearly utilitarian. Once the adopted Colorful Dragons reached a certain age, they had to prove their worth, or they’d be mercilessly abandoned.

Even if they showed value, they’d be exploited endlessly by the Greater Dragons. It was ruthless exploitation, used to death unless they were left undead, making their survival rate worrying. Still, it is better than wandering in the wilderness.

Compared to the Colorful Dragon Clan, adoptions within the Metallic Dragon Race were also quite frequent. Dragons like Gold, Silver, and Bronze might all raise each other’s offspring, based on bloodline kinship, creating a strong family atmosphere.

Often, foster parents might do no worse than biological parents and might even be better, like in Noah’s case, although his situation was an exception.

Under normal circumstances, his foster parents should have been another pair of yet-to-mature Golden Dragon couples, or perhaps Silver Dragons. Anyway, from birth, he didn’t have to worry about safety during his youth.

Instances of Golden Dragons adopting Red Dragons weren’t unheard of, but such adoptions often carried a somewhat perverse interest or an experimental nature of trying out certain possibilities. Yet, no matter what, it was better than the Red Dragon’s biological parents.

"If there are Red Dragon eggs, I’ll definitely bring them to you."

This was the promise Tidel made upon hearing Noah’s request. Subsequently, the couple left as hurriedly as they had come, having little free time to waste.

"So busy!"

Watching the couple depart, Noah could only muse. However, he soon found himself without leisure time, as the construction of the Mage Tower had also begun.

This time, Noah wasn’t just participating as a designer; he also had to join the construction phase or rather the preparatory phase.

"Magic Statue production?!"

Upon hearing his foster mother’s explicit demand, Noah suddenly felt an urge to flee.

"Yes, otherwise, what do you plan to use as builders to turn your magnificent blueprints into reality?"

With a look of absolute certainty, Selena said,

"Rely on those mortals? If you do, even dragons who love raiding and destruction would appear merciful compared to your actions."

"But making us craft Magic Statues to be construction workers seems a bit too..."

"That’s why we’re setting up Magic Statue production lines. At least three for Rock Magic Statues, and a line for Steel Magic Statues. Once these lines reach the required output, the construction of your envisioned Mage City can begin."

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