Chapter 117 Dragon Taming Technique
In dragon culture, Garus would introduce himself to other dragons.
His more formal name will be:
—Garos Ignas.
The real names of dragons are very long, but when they are formally introduced, the middle name is often omitted, and only the first and last names are used.
Iron Dragon Sorog and Garros share the same ancient surname and have similar bloodlines flowing through their veins.
It is four years older than Galus.
When Garros was two years old, Sorog, who was six, was expelled from the territory by the Iron Dragon Mother.
And among her several siblings.
Galos believed that, besides himself, the smartest person was the Iron Dragon Sorog.
It knew how to manipulate others from a very young age, constantly using words to suppress Garos and make Garos follow it. Even when it was being expelled, it secretly seduced Garos, trying to make Garos break away from the Iron Dragon Girl's protection and survive in the wilderness with it.
It attempted to use the 'Dragon Taming Technique' from the Iron Dragon Legacy on Garos.
In order to realize the grand dream of building a dragon empire, Garus was chosen as the first training subject.
Besides verbal suppression, it also uses inducements, such as tempting Galos by pretending to be a magic gem by digging a shiny stone out of the sand, or by making empty promises.
The idea is good.
However.
Although it was much smarter than Samantha and Gordon, it was still just a young dragon a few years old at the time, and its tricks and schemes were no match for Garros.
Sorog is keen to subdue Garros and make him follow him.
However, no matter what method it used, it could only earn Galus's look of utter disbelief.
After a few seconds of silence.
Galos blinked and looked toward the northern part of the Quenching Highlands.
"Could this Iron King be Sorog?"
He muttered to himself.
Although it is not yet possible to make a complete conclusion.
However, the presence of both the same name and the identity of the young Iron Dragon suggests a 90% probability that it is Sorog.
“If it’s Sorog, that would be interesting.”
Galos vaguely remembered the words Sorog had said after he was banished by the Iron Dragon Girl and tried to secretly lure him into a wilderness survival adventure, which Galos had firmly refused.
"Garos! My foolish, pitiful, and weak little brother!"
"If you are lucky enough to survive and come to me."
"When we meet again, you will find that the wings of the Great Iron King have covered the sky."
"At that time, you will humbly beg and yearn to follow the great Iron King, but I will ruthlessly, coldly, and cruelly reject you! I will make you regret your decision today!"
Thinking of these words.
Garros looked down at his physique, which was stronger than that of a red dragon. The muscle textures that could be clearly seen through the scales were huge and rugged, like the wings of an unparalleled weapon.
Hong Tielong couldn't help but grin and reveal a pleased smile.
He was somewhat looking forward to Sorog's reaction when he saw him; his expression was sure to be quite interesting.
Galos suppresses the negative emotions that affect his decisions, but he is not a machine, nor is he without desires. He also has a bit of vanity and sometimes wants to show off, to gain a bit of pleasure from the astonished gazes of other dragons.
"In short, let's first confirm the identity of the Iron King."
Garros asked the gnoll Harken a few more questions, becoming even more certain that this Iron King was his long-lost brother, Sorog.
"My lord! Ugo, as your henchman, is willing to serve as your vanguard and fight for you!"
“Even if the enemy is a powerful dragon, as long as you give the order to fight, Ugo will not be afraid!”
The ogre Ugo eagerly expressed his loyalty.
Galos waved his hand leisurely, saying with a playful tone, "No rush, I have something I need to confirm first."
He told Ugo, "Don't make any rash moves. Stay in the camp and prepare to support the main force of the Bone-Chewing Brigade."
The cannibal nodded heavily.
Immediately afterwards, Garus lifted the gnoll scout leader with one paw, flapped his wings, and soared into the sky, flying north towards the Quenching Highlands under the cover of night.
The dragon shadow quickly swept past the edge of the cliff and flew back for dozens of kilometers. After passing through the dense jungle, Garus looked into the distance and saw a great river flowing and winding across the land, with no end in sight, almost dividing the land in two.
The great rivers of Estonia.
It runs almost through the entire Sel Wilderness and is the main source of water resources in the Sel Wilderness. Several rivers in the territory of Galos are its branches.
The Thousand Snakes' Mark is a land-based trade route.
The Estonian rivers are waterways, frequently used by caravans for cargo transport, and even more so than the land routes in Thousand Serpents Scar.
Many important river nodes were fortified with dikes and dams, and heavily guarded.
Garros shook his claws, waking the gnoll who had fainted due to his fear of heights.
"Wow! It's so high!"
The gnoll tucked its tail between its legs, let out a scream, and then fainted again.
Considering that gnolls rarely look down from high altitudes and might not be able to discern directions, Garros circled briefly before descending to the top of a higher hill and waking the gnolls.
The first thing the gnoll wanted to do upon waking was scream.
However, when it met the calm and deep eyes of the red iron dragon, its voice got stuck in its throat, and it dared not spit it out, so much so that its face swelled up and it coughed violently a few times.
“Point out the direction of the gravel beach.”
"Garos said."
The gnoll trembled as it stretched out its claws and pointed to a tributary of a large Estonian river.
"Here, here."
Garus, carrying the gnoll, flew back into the sky, slowing down and keeping quiet as he flew in that direction.
Soon, he hovered among the clouds, looking down at the sky.
A tributary river about ten meters wide was reflected in the water, and on both sides of the river were sandy beaches dotted with pebbles. On one side, one could see the figures of gnolls and kobolds, as well as scattered tents and campfires.
This is the pebble beach.
"Where is your lord's lair?"
Galos shook the gnoll awake again and asked.
"Underwater! The Iron King prefers to dwell at the bottom of rivers!"
After replying, the gnoll fainted due to his fear of heights.
Do they like to live at the bottom of the river?
Galos narrowed his eyes and swept them across the river below.
The rushing water tore the moonlight apart, giving it a slightly yellowish hue and making it somewhat murky. There seemed to be a lot of mud and sand at the bottom, but it didn't look particularly special.
"It's probably not because of liking it, but to conceal its presence and hide its existence."
Galos thought to himself.
Iron dragons don't like to nest at the bottom of rivers. They prefer dry and hot environments and are naturally averse to water, much like red dragons. Garros also hates water by nature, and he knows very well that a normal iron dragon would never live in water unless forced by circumstances.
His gaze swept over the gnolls and kobolds, whose total number was no more than five hundred.
Galos sniffed.
Although he hadn't seen the Iron King in person, he was certain that the other was his brother Sorog. Dragons were extremely sensitive to the scent of other dragons, and he could detect a faint, familiar aroma in the air.
The smell is very faint due to the influence of water flow and distance.
If Garus were just passing by normally, he wouldn't pay any attention to this place, and wouldn't even notice it.
But once he was certain there was an iron dragon there, he calmed down and quietly sensed and smelled it, and soon he caught the scent of the iron dragon.
Without a doubt, it was Sorog's.
Instead of immediately landing to meet Sorog, Galos's eyes flickered, and he had other ideas in mind. He turned back to Quenching Highlands.
(End of this chapter)
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