Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 97 - 96: Raising Geese, Red Dragon Egg_2

Chapter 97: Chapter 96: Raising Geese, Red Dragon Egg_2

But as long as the Golden Dragon gets close, the little one’s cries would gradually subside, and she would fall peacefully asleep. After several attempts, Noah was completely certain that it was the scent coming from him that brought peace to his niece’s heart, stopping her from crying or fussing.

Thus, Noah could only keep his big niece by his side. Anyway, he had nowhere else to go, but over time, the little one, only three or four months old, developed a completely incorrigible bad habit on the Golden Dragon.

At least this was how it seemed to the Golden Dragon, because once this little one became a bit conscious, she refused to sleep on the bed covered with furs, not even the velvet mountains could lure her.

The third-generation inheritor of the Augustus family liked to sleep holding the tail of the Golden Dragon; she wouldn’t sleep unless she was holding onto it. After several confrontations, the totally perplexed Noah made a concession,

"What’s so great about the tail? Why must she hold it to sleep?"

The Golden Dragon really couldn’t comprehend it, but just let out a complaint,

"It’s just because you’re young, that you’re able to do what your father couldn’t do back then."

Thus, the interaction between the person and the dragon became more harmonious, and in the end, even the Golden Dragon got used to it, often having the little one perched on its tail.

So, when the couple Tidel and Edith returned once again to the Duke Mansion, what they saw was an extremely warm and harmonious scene.

Anyone who stepped into the Duke Mansion could look up and see: under the starlight and moonlight, the Golden Dragon’s scales reflecting a brilliant luster, with magnificent wings folded on both sides, coiled on top of the tallest and most magnificent palace of the mansion, appearing lazy, comfortable, and leisurely.

On this majestic Golden Dragon tail, a round-faced, delicate baby girl, about half a year old, clung like a sloth with all her limbs tightly embracing the rounded, thick dragon tail beneath her. Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she breathed evenly, as if in a sweet dream.

Moonlight showered upon the Golden Dragon and the baby, like a thin veil, warm and harmonious, with the stars twinkling in the sky, adding a touch of tranquility and beauty to the sight.

But this is the perspective of an indifferent observer, who, having no attachment, can appreciate its beauty. However, from Tidel’s angle, with the perspective of a father, it’s a completely different scene.

He was wholeheartedly convinced that the Golden Dragon, whom he entrusted with weighty responsibility, irresponsibly brought his not-yet-one-year-old daughter to the dauntingly lofty roof and let her sleep in the cold night holding a rugged, hard tail, while the utterly irresponsible and shameless Golden Dragon was actually snoring away with a look of complete satisfaction.

Thus, in just a single breath’s time, the young man’s face, which previously harbored a slight expectation smile, quickly flushed red due to anger.

This was because he saw his daughter being treated with disdain and also due to a sense of betrayal and disbelief in his shattered trust.

"Noah, is this how you treat my daughter?"

The young man came before the feigning-slumber Golden Dragon and questioned it,

"What did she do wrong?"

"You can try picking her up."

Seeing the young man running up to question him in anger, Noah was quite calm because he had foreseen this situation.

Before knowing of such a peculiar habit in his daughter, a father assuming his daughter suffered some abuse was a normal reaction.

So, with indignation on his face, Tidel gently picked up his daughter, only to be dumbfounded when he heard her wailing cries.

"Now you can put her down."

Noah reminded the dumbstruck young man, and awkwardly, Tidel slowly put his daughter down, only to watch helplessly as his previously crying daughter, upon contacting the Golden Dragon’s tail, clambered onto it with her hands and feet, tightly clinging to it, and quickly calmed down, even rubbing her face against the rough dragon scales with apparent reliance and affection.

"Don’t ask me what this is about, I don’t know. I can’t figure out why your daughter has such a peculiar taste."

Noah pre-empted the confused young man who was about to voice his questions.

"So, when she sleeps now...?"

Tidel was in disbelief, his face turning red from embarrassment and awkwardness, and after a long pause, he couldn’t help but ask about his daughter’s usual condition.

"Every day, it’s as you see it now. Without my tail, she can’t sleep."

When explaining the situation, Noah also seemed helpless, probably because there isn’t a second Golden Dragon’s tail in the world that could serve as a babysitter.

"How could this be?"

The young man found it hard to comprehend, but Edith, who returned with him, silently approached the rooftop and remarked,

"Maybe it’s your obsession influencing her. Didn’t you always dream of sleeping with Noah when you were little? Now Gwen has fulfilled your childhood goal."

"How could that be?"

The young man instinctively refuted, but he couldn’t think of a better explanation.

"Aren’t you going to apologize to Noah?"

Edith reminded him.

"Noah, sorry, I misunderstood you."

Tidel immediately realized this, reflecting that out of concern for his daughter appearing in the wrong place at the wrong time, he let his emotions take over and questioned the Golden Dragon. Now understanding the reason, it was clearly his mistake.

"How many times must I repeat it to you? Apologies require sincerity. Where is your sincerity?"

Noah extended a dragon claw, tapping the eaves with the tip of his forefinger.

"Wait a second, this time I brought a gift for you."

Mentioning this, the young man leaped down, rushing outside the mansion gate, then came back holding two dragon eggs, as tall as half a person, with red scale patterns on their surface, and presented them before Noah.

"Noah, look, these are the Red Dragon Eggs I promised to bring you, and they won’t take long to hatch."

"Only two eggs?"

Looking at the two dragon eggs brimming with life, Noah nodded slightly but was also a bit puzzled.

"Of course not, there are three dragon eggs, but one was taken by my mother."

Tidel’s face showed a look of regret.

"Did Aunt also go to your dragon-slaying battlefield?"

Noah revealed an expression of surprise.

"Yes, when we were about to slay the Red Dragon, she stopped our actions and took away both adult dragons."

There was an inexplicable frustration in Tidel’s tone.

"It seems your entire plan was in her grasp from the start, but Aunt’s approach is correct; a living Red Dragon can create more value than a dead one."

Noah thought this outcome wasn’t bad, not out of sympathy for the Red Dragon—though reaching adulthood isn’t easy for a Red Dragon—but because a living Red Dragon holds greater economic value, despite the fact that generally no mage would dare attempt such a thing.

"I originally thought I could obtain the title of Dragon Slayer this time, but didn’t expect... sigh!"

The young man sighed incessantly, casting a glance at the two dragon eggs he brought back,

"If I hadn’t promised to bring you dragon eggs back then, I probably wouldn’t have been able to bring these two eggs with me."

"So, your apology only consists of these two Red Dragon Eggs that you had already promised?"

Noah wasn’t satisfied just because the coveted Red Dragon Eggs were finally before him, as he wasn’t concerned about this minor misunderstanding at all.

"Uh, Noah, what else do you want?"

"You’re actually asking a dragon what it wants; isn’t the answer apparent?"

The Golden Dragon tilted its head and countered.

"Noah, all the wealth of the Knight Order commanded by me and Edith combined isn’t comparable to yours. How could I possibly come up with a treasure that would satisfy you?"

Tidel couldn’t help but sigh,

"Even at the border of the territory I am stationed at, you can see the clay magic statues made by fairies. In terms of wealth, probably only my mother could outdo you."

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