Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 99 - 97 Dragon Dad and Sister (4K, First Subscription Support)_2

Chapter 99: Chapter 97 Dragon Dad and Sister (4K, First Subscription Support)_2

However, even so, this did not change Augustus the third generation’s attitude towards the Golden Dragon, with biological parents having to take a back seat.

"Dragon, Daddy!"

In the seventh month after Gwendolin was born, the little girl’s soft, pinkish voice uttered her first accurate term of address.

This not only shocked Tidel who was holding his daughter but also left the Half-Elf Edith silent. It was Selena, who happened to pass by, that laughed uncontrollably upon hearing this address.

"That’s what you get for being carefree, not taking care of your daughter after she’s born, only thinking about slaying dragons. Now little Noah got ahead, serves you right."

While ridiculing them, Selena also didn’t forget to snatch her granddaughter from her own son’s arms,

"Come, let sister hold you."

"Sis, sis!"

The sweet voice of the baby, accompanied by the teasing of the female mage, rang out, bringing even more joy to Selena.

Tidel, originally silent, showed an utterly broken expression,

"Mother, what are you having Gwen call you?"

His own daughter calling Noah "Dragon Dad" was distressing, but there was nothing to say about it. After all, the Golden Dragon spent the longest time taking care of the child, so calling him Dragon Dad was justifiable and there was no argument against it. But what was his mother up to?

"Sister, didn’t you hear? Come, little Gwen, call again."

Selena gave her son a disdainful look, then guided once more.

"Sister!"

This time, the baby voice from little Gwen was more coherent and fluent, her articulation clearer.

"Oh!"

Selena deliberately responded loudly.

"If Gwen calls you sister, then what should she call me? And how should I address you?"

Tidel’s expression became even more distraught.

"Everyone calls each other whatever, it doesn’t impact anything."

Selena said indifferently, then bowed her head to rub her granddaughter’s delicate face, which was no less tender than that of a baby’s,

"Isn’t that right, little Gwen?"

"But this is too reckless."

Tidel couldn’t accept it.

"If little Gwen wants to call it and I want to hear it, what’s it got to do with your blockhead?"

The mage was done with her son’s noise, showing impatience, she waved her hand and tossed the tall youth onto the transmission array, pushing him in without further ado,

"Get back to your post, stay with those stinky knight cans!"

"Edith, do you think we look like three sisters standing together?"

The mage, still upset, turned her attention to her daughter-in-law.

"Yes."

The Half-Elf’s answer was concise and efficient.

"Hahaha, you have a good eye."

The female mage was instantly pleased again, her smile as vivid as a flower, her eyes like crescent moons.

Noah, with a length nearing twenty meters, served as a backdrop on the side, his expression unreadable.

"What? Little Noah, do you have a different opinion?"

When his adoptive mother’s gaze turned towards him, Noah replied without hesitation,

"No, I just think if you and Edith go out together, people who don’t know might mistake you for being Edith’s younger sister."

"Tsk, little Noah knows how to talk."

The female mage was evidently extremely satisfied with this response. Iris glanced at Noah beside her, then lowered her head,

"If only Tidel, that fool, had half your wits."

"Tidel has his own character, and in times of crisis, he is someone you can trust and rely on."

"Him? Hah."

Hearing Noah’s evaluation, Selena laughed aloud,

"As long as his father and I are around, there will be no crisis that requires him to step up and shield us."

Noah did not know how to respond and exchanged silent glances with the Half-Elf beside him.

"Rather than relying on that worry-wart, I’d count on my little Gwen, right?"

The young-looking mage played with her granddaughter, anyone could see the affection in her eyes.

"Almost forgot, I need to check on the dragon egg."

Noah found a chance to slip away. Thanks to the couple frequently returning, little Gwen could now be separated from him for short periods without crying, unlike before when she would fuss if he went slightly away.

Selena paid it no mind and waved him off. The Golden Dragon smoothly left the Duke Mansion, heading to the Elidis Mountain Range, which was his fiefdom and also where the Cloud Giants under his command rested and stationed.

It was now also the place for gathering, breeding, and domestication of dragon beasts. Of course, the number of dragon beasts collected so far was small; the most valuable were a pair of Fire Dragons Tidel had sent not long ago.

The appearance of Fire Dragons, compared to Red Dragons, except for having one less pair of forelimbs, was very similar. However, not to mention size, even in character, they fell far short of Red Dragons.

"How are the dragon eggs doing?"

The golden giant dragon spread its wings, broke through the clouds, descended from the sky, and landed on the mountain ridge. Under the naturally pervasive aura of majesty, two Fire Dragons crawled out one after the other from the sulfur-smelling cave, looking up at the noble yet graceful Golden Dragon. They hurriedly lowered their heads, prostrated on the ground, fawning and humble, without a trace of arrogance or violence, extremely docile.

"The dragon eggs are in good condition; they’ll hatch in no more than two years."

The male Fire Dragon quickly replied in dragon tongue.

"Hmm, have you come to a decision about what I asked you to discuss last time?"

"Your Highness, although I believe humans are not qualified to ride us, since it is your order, I am willing to become that human’s mount."

Despite the reluctance in the male Fire Dragon’s eyes, it still chose to submit in the face of the Golden Dragon’s majesty. It could never forget the first time it met the Golden Dragon.

This Golden Dragon said nothing to them, treating them as practice targets, first using spells, and then personally, tormenting it and its mate from head to toe.

Eventually, giants dragged them to the mountain, feeding them leftover scraps daily, leaving them to fend for themselves, and only when they had almost recovered did it come over to ask if they were willing to submit and follow its orders.

This was even more brutal than Red Dragons; the Fire Dragon never imagined that the renowned chief of benevolent dragons would use such cruel means to subdue them. Of course, even more unexpected was the Golden Dragon’s willingness to accept them.

"Good that you are willing."

Receiving such a reply, Noah nodded in satisfaction, confirming that the various means he employed when they first met were correct.

Violence is right, might is the truth.

For dragons of the Colorful Dragon lineage, this was practically a code of conduct—the more violent they were treated, the more they would bow their heads and acknowledge subservience.

Despite this, Noah felt somewhat unfulfilled, as these creatures surrendered too easily; after just a few beatings, they bowed to him. There was no challenge, nor a sense of accomplishment.

Instead, Noah was more eager to try domesticate Red Dragons. Born with natural inheritance, Red Dragons would likely bring him more fun.

"I wonder where Aunt hid those Red Dragons?"

Noah muttered to himself. But it was just a mutter; he currently did not have the qualification to train adult Red Dragons, which was beyond his current capability. He could only wait until the dragon eggs hatched to train the young dragons for some amusement.

After strolling around on his own land, Noah toured the original site of the Dragon Nest, where thousands of magic statues were active, including many Great Fairies piloting steel magic statues, conducting more detailed magic engineering.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Work well, and when the year-end comes, I’ll have my foster mother give you bonuses."

After making a round of inspections and greetings at the construction site, Noah returned to the Duke Mansion, continuing his relaxed routine of babysitting while reading.

However, Gwendolin, who also did not inherit Titan blood, only gaining some slight Elf blood from her mother, was growing as quickly as any short-lived species.

Crawling, walking, talking, everything came so smoothly and fluidly, and earlier and faster than other children of the same age.

Thus, on the day Gwendolin turned one, her nightmare descended.

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