Chapter 228 Dragon Domain Summoning
The morning dew between the dragon scales reflected the light of dawn. Galos folded his wing membranes, letting the rising sun gild the edges of his black and red scales.
He gazed at the silver dragon's slightly twitching tail tip and realized that the principle of "using humble words to resolve hostility" in the "Dragon Taming Technique" was completely ineffective at this moment.
What flickered in Edley's eyes was clearly the bitter anger unique to an old father.
This kind of emotion is sometimes harder to reconcile than simple factional opposition.
Since things had come to this, Galos didn't think about it anymore.
He was convinced that the silver dragon ultimately adhered to the ironclad law of lawful good.
Even though the silver dragon's eyes were filled with obvious annoyance, its elegant silver wings never truly revealed any murderous intent.
After all, this 'sparring' has to be disguised as a training match.
This metal dragon overlord still had to maintain a facade of composure.
With Deborah as a connection, Silver Dragon could do nothing about his bitterness and displeasure.
Now all we need to do is guard against Silver Dragon 'picking a fight' and not give him any excuses.
If, in the future, the Silver Dragon continues to cause trouble after surpassing his strength, and never changes, then don't blame Garos for being 'straightforward' and ruthless with his fists and feet. Ultimately, dragons must settle things with strength.
If you can't reason with someone, you can use your fists to make them understand.
Galos secretly grinned, his dragon kiss wide open, thinking to himself.
"However, for now, you should behave yourself and be obedient."
"We've already gained an advantage in this sparring match, but we probably won't have another chance for a long time."
Red Iron Dragon focused on the present, abandoning his fantasy of beating up the middle-aged Silver Dragon.
A true oak tree bends in the storm but does not break; a true sword is sheathed but does not lose its edge. Galus believed that the ability to bend and stretch is a virtue that dragons should learn.
After the sparring battle, regardless of the actual situation, at least on the surface, the Red Iron Dragon and the Silver Dragon were getting along well.
The silver dragon Edley folded his wings and asked, "You said you wanted to bring order to the borderlands, how's that going?"
Garros's scales gleamed with a dark reddish-black sheen in the morning light. He calmly replied, "The goblins of the Golden Tooth tribe have voluntarily submitted and are contributing their strength to order. As for the three major tribes—Poison Tail, Dawn, and Ironblood..."
He paused slightly and said, "It won't take too long."
voluntary?
The silver dragon stared at Garos, its thick, scaled face expressionless, calm and composed, speaking as if stating the most ordinary of facts.
Silver Dragon has been staying in Red Maple Valley and hasn't gone out recently, so his understanding of the border area is somewhat delayed.
But without needing to verify, he was certain that the goblins were probably not submitting voluntarily.
He knew very well the nature of those green-skinned goblins.
These cunning creatures will never willingly do anything detrimental to themselves unless their throats are held by sharp claws.
At the same time, the sunlight, fully rising above the horizon, pierced through the morning mist, and the red iron dragon, shameless as ever, said, "Lord Edley, those insects cannot govern the borderlands well. The best order here is for dragons to rule."
"But I'm too young and lack the ability."
"It would be even better if you were here. Metal dragons have always been guardians of order. We can work together to govern the borderlands and end the bloodshed and chaos here."
Upon hearing Garos's words, the silver dragon sneered.
That wretched red iron dragon brat! He's using the guise of order to try and get me to help him deal with the other tribes?
Dream on!
He refused without hesitation, and said in a lecturing tone, "Young dragons should face difficulties head-on when they encounter trouble, instead of always thinking of asking for help."
"The more you hone your skills, the sharper your claws and the harder your scales will become."
Garros pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head and said with feigned regret, "Is that so? What a pity. I was originally planning to give you a monthly allowance of gold coins or gems that would satisfy you, as a dividend for our allies."
Silver Dragon's expression froze.
On the other hand—
Just then, he saw Deborah brushing the ice crystals off the Red Iron Dragon's shoulder armor with her wingtips, a gesture that made the Silver Dragon's pupils shrink to almost slits.
—There's no going back.
All the turmoil was frozen in time.
Silver Dragon's expression was cold and hard, and he let out a muffled groan, stubbornly resisting the temptation of wealth.
He changed the subject, looking at the crimson-silver dragon Deborah, and said, "Deborah, the family is summoning all metal dragons of adulthood and above. We need to return to the Boiling Sea Dragon Domain."
On the planet Bernardo, the metal dragons have a strong alliance.
However, they divided the dragon domains according to region, family, bloodline, etc., rather than all metal dragons gathering in one place.
There is a metal dragon king in the Dragon Realm, and the dragon kings often keep in touch with each other and are good at asking each other for help when they encounter trouble.
The relationship between the different dragon domains is both dispersed and united.
The Boiling Sea Dragon Domain—that vast sea area facing the western coast of Atlanta—is the very foundation of the Silver Dragon family, and can be reached by heading west from the Wilderness of Sel.
Frostmarked Edley is a mature dragon, already a dominant force in the underdeveloped borderlands.
But above him are old dragons, extremely old dragons, ancient dragons, primordial dragons, and ancient dragons. In the Dragon Realm, Edley is only a member of the younger generation.
Let's get back to the main topic.
After hearing what Silver Dragon Father said, Deborah blinked, feeling a pang of longing for her elders and relatives in the Dragon Realm.
"I want to go too."
She said.
After glancing at Garros, she whispered, "Um, can we bring Garros along? He's a half-dragon born evil, but he yearns for order. The Dragon Realm will welcome him."
That's true.
The Dragon Domain is called the Dragon Domain, not the Metal Dragon Domain, and it contains more than just metal dragons.
Within the Boiling Sea Dragon Domain, there exist some five-colored dragons who were adopted by metal dragons from a young age, and through subsequent training and education, their allegiance has shifted.
The metal dragons were delighted to see the evil dragon turn to good.
Correspondingly, evil dragons also enjoy leading metal dragons astray.
The silver dragon and the bronze dragon exchanged a glance, then said, "It would be better for him to stay in the border area."
Deborah was somewhat displeased and stubbornly said, "You still have a prejudice against Garus. If you don't take him, I won't go either."
Silver Dragon nodded and said, "Perfect timing, I wasn't planning on taking you back to the Dragon Realm anyway."
Um?
This script isn't quite what I expected.
Deborah's eyes widened; she hadn't expected her silver dragon father to answer like that.
"Little Deborah, the Dragon Realm only recruits dragons that are adults or older. You'd better stay obediently in the border area."
"The copper dragon Serena said with a smile, but there was a hint of worry deep in her eyes."
Silver Dragon's sudden location pinpointing of Deborah's position was not a whim, but rather a way to inform her before leaving.
The summons from the Dragon Realm is extremely urgent, calling on all dragons of adulthood and above to proceed as soon as possible. It seems that something important has happened. Under such circumstances, with the Red Iron Dragon still around, it might be better for Deborah to remain at the border.
Although Silver Dragon disliked Red Iron Dragon, he still admired his quick wit and responsiveness.
Having struggled to survive in the wilderness, overcoming numerous obstacles and growing up with great difficulty, the young dragon's sensitivity to crisis may not be any less than that of the two of them.
"Alright then, I'll go to the Dragon Realm when I have some free time later."
Deborah said, "And we'll bring Garus along too."
Silver Dragon kept a cold face, but in the end he reluctantly nodded slightly.
"The younger generation in the Dragon Realm will definitely welcome you."
He forced a smile, his cold demeanor vanishing, and turned to speak to Hong Tielong.
That smile made the muscles beneath Garos's scales involuntarily tense. He guessed that the middle-aged silver dragon was up to no good again, and the Dragon Realm probably wouldn't welcome him very warmly.
However, he had no desire for the Dragon Realm.
Are there black oil fields in Dragon Realm?
Do you have relatives who are at your beck and call, and whose life and death you hold?
There are probably only one powerful metal dragon inside, and you'd have to abide by all sorts of rules there. It's better to be a local tyrant in the border region and live a carefree life.
Garus is no longer a helpless young dragon.
He has like-minded dragon companions, possesses an indomitable spirit and will, and leads the thriving Ironforge tribe. He doesn't need to rely on other dragons. Having a powerful backer would be better, but not having one is fine too, as it won't discourage him.
(End of this chapter)
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