Chapter 266 Garos’ Golden Throne
A biting north wind swept through Dragon Valley.
Red Dragon Samantha has returned to Black Iron Plains, and Iron Dragon Thorog has also set off back to his original stronghold.
Deborah, the Crimson Silver Dragon, was standing on the highest observation platform, gently patting the tip of her tail with great interest. She turned her gaze from the distance to the Red Iron Dragon in front of her, which had just folded its huge wings and landed steadily on the platform.
“Garos, I have just realized that these ‘dragon talents’ under your command are all extraordinary, completely different from the ordinary evil dragons I used to know.”
With a hint of amazement, she said, "The Iron Dragon, calm and rational, able to greatly restrain its primal desires; the Red Dragon, hot-tempered yet able to focus on alchemical research; and the White Dragon, displaying astonishing wisdom in such harsh weather..."
Deborah blinked her bright dragon eyes, her admiration growing stronger.
"In short, it's all just incredible."
From the moment the baby dragons were brought back, to their conversation with the adult dragons, and then the appearance of the white dragon and its arrogant attitude towards the little dragons, she had been quietly observing everything that was happening below from the high platform, and was particularly struck by the niche theory expounded by the white dragon.
She hadn't expected it.
The white dragon, generally regarded by the dragon race as the most dull-witted of all dragons, was able to put forward such profound and philosophical ideas.
This is knowledge that has never been present in the tradition.
If the five-colored dragon race can widely accept and follow this ecological niche theory to survive, they can avoid unnecessary premature deaths and successfully overcome the most vulnerable and difficult early growth period.
Deborah pondered that, given time, the number of five-colored dragons would surely experience an explosive growth.
An image involuntarily surfaced in her mind:
One by one, dragons that should have been flamboyant lay hidden, enduring humiliation and suppressing their nature, until they grew strong enough to bully those below them at will, venting their long-suppressed anger with a vengeful mentality... Just imagining this scene sent a chill down the spine of the Crimson Silver Dragon.
By then.
If the metal dragons fail to find an effective countermeasure, they may truly be completely overwhelmed by the evil dragons.
However, she then thought that this situation was actually unlikely to happen.
The dragon's deep-rooted nature is there for all to see.
Only White Dragon Therese, as the creator of this theory, truly understood, agreed with, and thoroughly grasped its essence. Therefore, she was able to endure external insults without any psychological burden and willingly lower her own ecological niche.
If it were any other dragon, it would be extremely difficult to achieve her 'transcendent' state of mind and resilience.
However, in any case, if those young dragons could have more patience to lie low and less blind arrogance and impulsiveness, their overall survival rate would be improved.
Once this theory is disseminated, it will inevitably have some positive impact, more or less.
This applies not only to evil dragons but also to metal dragons.
There are quite a few examples of metal dragons that, relying on the protection of their elders and their noble bloodline, provoked enemies far stronger than themselves when they were young, only to be killed by those powerful enemies in a fit of rage, regardless of the consequences.
After thinking it over carefully, and freeing herself from some mental limitations, she suddenly realized that none of the dragons gathered around Garros seemed to be simple; rather, they appeared to have undergone some kind of evolution on top of their original forms.
"Don't they even consider whose command they work for?"
Red Iron Dragon Garos said casually, with an air of self-righteousness in his tone: "Like leader, like followers."
Hearing these almost boastful remarks, the Crimson Silver Dragon, unusually, did not refute them. Instead, it nodded thoughtfully: "Birds of a feather flock together, and dragons are grouped by kind... that's true."
Her gaze lingered on the massive, imposing, and majestic body of the red iron dragon.
"The words and actions of the dragon lord will have a profound impact on the dragons under his command."
She exclaimed sincerely, "Apart from the occasional glimpse of a harmless bit of vanity, Galos, your will is as firm as steel, your self-discipline is admirable, your mind is meticulous, and you have an extraordinary vision for the future... I can hardly find any obvious flaws in you."
"With someone like you as a role model and core, it is highly likely that the dragons gathered around you will become different and exhibit qualities that surpass their own kind."
(I love hearing these words, please say more.)
Red Iron Dragon gave Deborah an encouraging look, almost imperceptibly, as if silently suggesting that she might say a few more words of praise.
What about me? What about me?
Just then, a clear and cheerful voice rang out.
A small door on the side of the spire was pushed open, and the petite fairy dragon Vera nimbly emerged from the hidden attic.
She nimbly circled the crimson-silver dragon's massive head a few times, finally hovering steadily in front of Deborah. Her delicate face was filled with eager anticipation as she impatiently asked:
"Then how am I different from other fairy dragons?"
"clever!"
The Crimson Silver Dragon replied almost without hesitation, its voice laced with laughter: "Vera, you are absolutely the smartest fairy dragon I have ever met!"
Upon hearing this familiar comment, Garos glanced at the Crimson Silver Dragon with a hint of surprise, while the latter gave him a sly wink, revealing a tacit understanding.
The excited fairy dragon obviously didn't notice the subtle interaction between the two.
She happily twirled and danced in the air, her colorful wings flapping rapidly, scattering shimmering magical dust that drifted down and illuminated the surroundings.
"Yes! I am the smartest fairy dragon!"
She declared proudly.
Vera stopped, affectionately rubbed her cheek against the cold, hard mask of the Crimson Silver Dragon, and then excitedly suggested, "Deborah, would you like to play a guessing game now? The smartest fairy dragon is always happy to play!"
"OK!"
The Crimson Silver Dragon readily agreed and turned to the Red Iron Dragon, inviting him, "Garos, would you like to join us?"
Hong Tielong shook his head slightly, his voice carrying a hint of weariness: "No, I'm a little tired and need to rest."
The intense training and battles he had just endured left him feeling a bit tired deep inside. It was time to relax and rest, as he always understood the importance of balancing work and rest.
Immediately, the Crimson Silver Dragon and the Fairy Dragon remained on the spacious observation deck and began their guessing game.
Red Iron Dragon then turned and stepped into the deep interior of Burning Steel Castle.
This magnificent fortress has a distinct structure, divided into four levels from top to bottom.
In the strict hierarchical system of dragons, status is often closely linked to the height at which they are positioned.
Therefore, the highest fourth layer is Galus's exclusive private domain, and neither his retinue nor other dragons are allowed to enter without his explicit permission or formal summons.
This floor houses Galus's living quarters, a trophy room displaying his glorious achievements, and other core spaces.
The vast treasure trove accumulated in Dragon Valley has also been relocated here, right next to Garos's residence.
The third floor is a grand council hall where the dragons discuss important matters.
The space here is extremely spacious and open. Supporting the dome are several incredibly thick giant pillars. The ground is paved with hard stone, with low doors for servants to enter and exit, and wide stone platforms for dragons to comfortably crawl or perch on... The most eye-catching thing is the golden throne placed on the main seat, symbolizing supreme authority and belonging exclusively to the lord of the dragons.
The structure of this throne is quite different from that of a conventional seat, and its design is more in line with the large and unique body curves of dragons.
It is forged from rare gold and mixed with a variety of hard precious metals. Its surface is also carefully engraved with runes that can maintain its brilliant luster for a long time. At this moment, it is radiating dazzling golden light, silently proclaiming the supreme status and power it represents.
It is worth mentioning that both the third and fourth floors have elevated platforms that lead directly to the outside.
This means that dragons, which are skilled at flying, can land directly from the air here without having to go through the first and second levels.
The second floor of the Steel Burning Castle was mainly used as a foyer and reception area.
In the future, if it is necessary to meet important attendants or representatives, or to have formal meetings with other dragons, it will usually be arranged on this floor.
The bottommost level was the daily living quarters for the fortress guards and servants.
The guards of Burning Steel Fortress are mainly elite combatants who have undergone rigorous selection, such as bears, dragons, and ogres; while the servants are mainly carefully selected snake people, some of whom are even outstanding individuals with warlock or shaman abilities.
It is worth mentioning that all the servants are female.
Even though Galus did not personally request it.
Considering the male dragon lord's strong possessiveness and the potential boost to his tribe if he could produce dragon offspring, his retinue members consciously choose only beautiful and pure females to serve as attendants.
(End of this chapter)
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