Chapter 375 The Seduction of the Female Blue Dragon, A Young Dragon? Even Better!
Garros's gaze was sharp as he stared at the blue dragon before him.
To be honest, even with his extensive experience, he never expected the other party to make such an unexpected request on their first meeting.
Father murder?
Among the generally chaotic and evil five-colored dragon lineage, the blue dragons are the most orderly and socially structured.
They live together in groups, and the kinship ties within them are stronger than those of the other solitary or loosely connected Five-Colored Dragons.
If it were in a different timeline.
Gorsus is a blue dragon, while Garros is a blue iron dragon.
The relationship and trajectory of this father and son may be quite different from the harsh reality.
Give me a reason that can convince me.
"Why did you kill your father? What was your motive?"
Galos's voice was calm and even, revealing no emotion, but his dragon eyes narrowed slightly, showing his seriousness.
Blue Dragon Zoraya fell into a brief silence, carefully considering her words.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of the Red Iron Dragon, she slowly spoke, her voice low and clear, saying, "In order to survive."
She started by giving a very direct summary.
Then, she paused slightly and began to explain in more detail.
"With your sharp eyes, you can surely tell that my dragon horns are completely different from those of a normal blue dragon."
Galos's gaze shifted to the pair of distinctive dragon horns on her head.
The structure, with its many beautiful and complex branching branches, was indeed unprecedented in his memories of the dragon's heritage.
Unique and eye-catching.
"Although I have the blood of a blue dragon flowing in my veins, and am a pure-blooded blue dragon, my mother was not actually a blue dragon."
Zolaya's voice deepened as she said, "My unique dragon horns are a result of a special mutation caused by hybridization."
She looked up and met Galos's gaze.
"My mother is a vicious and treacherous green dragon."
Zolaya continued, "She is extremely skilled at disguise and deception, and is a cunning and scheming woman. She is the leader, who is also my father Perest's publicly acknowledged partner, and the recognized strategist of the Dominic Dragon Clan."
"Many of the Longqun's affairs, big and small, and foreign strategies are her plans."
"She herself is also very powerful and enjoys extremely high prestige within the dragon horde."
"That was during a fierce battle between the dragons and the Storm Giants clan, when we held a war council to decide on our next course of action."
Zolaya stated in a straightforward tone, "At that meeting, Father rejected Mother's proposed battle strategy and instead put forward his own plan, which no dragon dared to question."
"However, in the end, the father's strategy ended in a disastrous defeat, causing considerable losses to the dragons."
"Afterwards, the dragons privately reviewed the situation and generally believed that if they had followed their mother's strategy, the outcome would have been completely different, and it might have even been a great victory."
“Since then, the members of the Dragon Group have privately harbored many grievances and doubts about their father’s leadership.”
"On the contrary, my mother's prestige grew day by day."
Hearing this, and considering Zolaya's request to kill her father, Garus roughly sketched out the outline of how things would unfold.
But he didn't interrupt; he simply continued to listen in silence.
"My father was exceptionally magnanimous, even open-minded, regarding the shift in their prestige," Zolaya said. "He publicly stated in front of all the core members that he would eventually step down and give way to a more suitable leader, believing that my mother was more suitable to lead the Dragon Clan and that he would hand over the leadership to her in the future."
Her voice paused again, becoming several decibels lower.
"However, not long after, my father and mother went together to intercept a lone storm giant. This should have been a sure thing, a mission without any risk, but it went awry – only my father returned alone."
"His account is that the storm giant unleashed unexpected power before he died."
"My mother was killed unexpectedly."
"Because he sensed that other Storm Giant reinforcements were rapidly approaching, he could not care about his mother's body and had to retreat alone."
This explanation sounds like a regrettable accident.
The Green Dragon's strength lies more in its endless stream of spell-like skills and deadly poisons; its physical attributes and defensive capabilities are the worst among the five-colored dragons, even inferior to the White Dragon.
In the heat of battle, it is not entirely impossible, logically speaking, for someone to be caught off guard and killed by a counterattack from a dying opponent.
However, conversely, we cannot completely rule out another possibility.
Perest, the Thunderheart, fearing damage to his prestige, carried out this murder against his partner.
"I believe that it was my father who killed my mother."
Zolaya said with certainty, her eyes showing little sadness.
Red Iron Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, a scrutinizing look in them, and asked, "Given Green Dragon's keen sense of intrigue and danger, how could she not detect the murderous intent a Blue Dragon harbored towards her?"
Upon hearing this, Zolaya shook her head, which was covered with fine sky-blue scales.
"Perhaps it's because they grew up together, faced life and death together countless times, and fought side by side."
“My mother was scheming all her life, but her only weakness was that she trusted her partner too much and ignored his cold-blooded nature hidden beneath his rational exterior. In the end, she paid the price with her life for it.”
Zolaya let out a short, cold laugh: "But I see it very clearly, very thoroughly."
“My father, Perest Dominic, was a creature with almost no superfluous emotions.”
"All his actions are driven by his own interests. He is a dragon who puts profit above all else. Emotions, promises, blood ties... in his eyes, they are nothing more than bargaining chips and obstacles that can be used or need to be eliminated."
Just then, Deborah, the crimson silver dragon who had been slumped at Garos's feet, managed to prop herself up with her forelimbs.
Touched by this cold-blooded narrative, she couldn't help but interject, "So, you had this idea because you wanted to avenge your mother?"
Her voice still carried the weakness of exercise, but more than anything, it was filled with confusion.
The blue dragon Zolaya glanced at the hybrid metal dragon with a puzzled look, then looked at the red iron dragon.
She had initially thought the metal dragon was a prisoner or spoil of war of the Iron King, but now it seemed that their relationship was not so simple.
After observing that the Red Iron Dragon did not show any displeasure, she turned back to the Crimson Silver Dragon and said, "Metal Dragon, please don't always use your standards full of warmth and morality to speculate about the thoughts of us evil dragons."
"I didn't care much about my mother's death itself."
“She blindly trusted my father, and at the same time, her existence did threaten my father’s dominance, and she was unaware of this. From the perspective of the dragon’s survival law, her elimination was the only natural result.”
“I will tell you about my mother,” she said, refocusing her gaze on Garros, “mainly so that you, the noble Iron King, may more clearly understand just how cold-blooded and ruthless my father was.”
"This will help you determine whether my request is worth considering."
Deborah, the Crimson Silver Dragon, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end all her words turned into a sigh.
She had initially held onto a sliver of hope that the Blue Dragon, known for its order and family values, might be different from the other five-colored dragons.
But now it seems she was being too naive.
The struggles within the Blue Dragonflight are equally brutal and dangerous.
Ignoring the metal dragon's reaction, Zolaya continued to explain to Garos, "My father, before he entered his prime and went into slumber this time, promised me that when my strength surpasses his in the future, he would voluntarily hand over the leadership position to me and asked me to wait patiently."
She sneered, "Heh, he said something similar to my mother back then."
“Previously, the dragons were at a critical stage of expanding their territory in the wilderness. Moreover, while he was asleep, the dragons needed to be managed. I still had considerable value to him, so he didn’t do anything to me. On the contrary, he trusted and relied on me a lot, regarding me as his right-hand man.”
Zolaya paused, then said seriously, "But he has now awakened."
“When he no longer needs me, or feels that I pose a threat to him, I am afraid that I will follow in my mother’s footsteps and die an unexplained death in some accident.”
"I feigned reverence and obedience in his presence, so that I could kill him first at the opportune moment!"
She raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on the red iron dragon: "There are rumors in the wilderness that the Mad King Gorsas is your biological father. Although it has not been confirmed, I think the rumors are very likely true."
“A dragon capable of ruthlessly killing its own father—I believe you can understand my thoughts and situation right now.”
Galos: "…………"
His dragon-like face seemed to twitch slightly, as if he felt offended.
But the facts are there, and there's no explanation for what happened. If it weren't for the influence of the Mad Fire, he wouldn't have cared about the Blue Dragon's explanation at all.
Suppress the urge to go crazy.
He stared at the blue dragon Zoraia and asked, "Your reason is merely to survive?"
For survival, she didn't actually need to choose the extremely difficult and risky path of patricide.
As a strong and capable adult dragon, after seeing her father's true colors, she had every opportunity to escape the dragon pack, fly far away, and break free from Perest's control.
Zolaya frankly stated, "Besides that, it's also because of a deep-seated sense of discontent and ambition within me."
“My father once said, half-jokingly, in a conversation, that with my talent and personality, I would inevitably challenge his rule and seize the position of leader when I became stronger than him.”
"My answer at the time was: Absolutely not. I will always respect and revere him, and be content with my position as an assistant."
My father was very satisfied with my answer.
She grinned and said, "However, my father... he wasn't wrong about me."
"He just underestimated the part of the green dragon bloodline I inherited from my mother. Although it is not outwardly visible, it makes me better at hiding my fangs and better at long-term forbearance."
"I have long coveted the position of leader of the dragons."
"To become the lord of a dragonflight and rule over a region is the dream of most blue dragons, including me, Zoraya Dominic."
Red Iron Dragon stared at Zolaya.
After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly grinned and said, "Then tell me, Blue Dragon."
"What price are you willing to pay to achieve your ambitions?"
Zolaya took a deep breath and said earnestly, "As long as you promise, after I become the leader of the Dominic Dragonflight, the entire dragonflight will become your, the Iron King's, most steadfast and loyal ally."
"Our strength will be at your disposal!"
Upon hearing this, Galos simply shook his head slightly: "Perhaps, I have an even simpler and more direct option."
"For example, they could package you, along with your declaration of patricide, and send it to your father as a bargaining chip to reconcile with the Dominic Dragons, or even form an alliance."
He said slowly and deliberately, "Your father is more powerful, more experienced, and has ruled the dragons for a longer time. He is obviously more important than you."
Zolaya felt a sudden chill, but her calm nature, inherited from the blue dragon and her cunning from the green dragon, allowed her to force herself to calm down in a very short time.
She quickly realized that this was likely the Iron King testing her resolve and observing her reaction.
She quickly considered her words for a few seconds, then replied, "You're right, my father is indeed more powerful than me, but precisely because he is so powerful, you cannot completely suppress him, let alone truly control him."
He only trusts himself.
"He might agree to an alliance with you for immediate gains, but only to buy time, to better find your weaknesses, and to wait for the right opportunity to strike."
"His alliance is destined to be fraught with uncertainty and potential danger."
"You need to be wary of him at all times."
She then shifted the focus back to herself: "But I am completely different."
"I am so weak to you that you can easily control me, and even take my life at any time. I am fully aware of this and am willing to accept it."
"Therefore, our alliance will not be based on a false equality, but rather on a stable hierarchical relationship similar to that of a vassal."
She lowered her body slightly and emphasized, "I, Zolaya, am willing to be subordinate to you and obey your commands."
As he spoke, the blue dragon gracefully stretched its curvaceous body, slightly raised its head, and fully revealed its unique and exceptionally beautiful dragon horns to Garos.
"Beyond the value that comes with being the leader of the dragons, I myself... will also belong to you."
Her voice carried a subtle, alluring quality as she said, "Before meeting you, I had never encountered any male dragon that could so captivate and amaze me."
“I can be your companion, or even just a plaything for your amusement, until you get tired of me.”
"It would be my honor to serve such a powerful person as you."
Upon hearing her words, Deborah, the crimson-silver dragon standing beside her, seemed to have been stepped on and suddenly stood up completely.
"You! You...you shameless evil dragon!"
Despite her still aching body, she was so angry that her scales stood on end, and she rebuked him with shame and indignation: "Garos isn't even an adult yet! Damn dragon, take back all those shameless words you just said! Now!"
Not even an adult yet?!
Zolaya ignored the insults from the Crimson Silver Dragon, but instead caught the most shocking piece of information.
The actual age of the Iron King seems to be completely inconsistent with his imposing appearance!
"Could that most outrageous and unbelievable rumor actually be true?!"
Her dragon eyes were filled with disbelief as she focused her gaze once again on Galos's body.
Unable to contain her turmoil, Zolaya couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency, King of Molten Iron, please forgive my impertinence, but are you really just a young dragon?"
"Yes, so what?"
Galos neither admitted nor denied it, but his questioning tone and attitude were almost tantamount to acquiescence.
Zoraya took some time to calm herself down.
Her gaze involuntarily swept over the Red Iron Dragon's massive body, every inch of which was brimming with explosive power, and she murmured, "I'm sorry, please forgive my overreaction, you really surprised me."
Metal dragons generally believe that they should wait until they reach adulthood before considering reproduction and finding a mate.
The dragon didn't think that way.
In the eyes of a dragon, age is never the key issue.
On the contrary, the fact that Garos was so powerful at such a young age, and the potential and limitless future he represented, filled the blue dragon Zolaya with even stronger excitement, in addition to her shock.
Her long tail was slightly curved, and her neck was elegantly raised, displaying her charm as a female dragon.
"So, what do you think of my suggestion?"
"As long as you nod your head, I, Zolaya, will be yours from this moment on, and to some extent, the entire Dominican dragon herd will also be at your disposal in the future."
She looked at the red iron dragon with expectant eyes.
However, Hong Tielong's next words instantly extinguished the fervor in her eyes, making her heart sink.
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
Red Iron Dragon slowly said, "If I can kill Thunderheart, the entire Dominic Dragon herd will belong to me, including you."
His voice wasn't loud, but it made Zoraya tense up.
His body leaned slightly forward, and his eyes, streaked with blood and concealing a turbulent undercurrent beneath a calm surface, locked onto the blue dragon.
"What makes you think you have the leverage to negotiate with me?"
"And what makes you think I would trust the words of someone who is plotting to kill my father?"
In that instant, an overwhelming sense of oppression washed over me.
The red iron dragon in front of her became infinitely majestic and terrifying, as if it filled the entire field of vision of the blue dragon Zolaya.
Her strong body trembled slightly uncontrollably. She opened her mouth, but found her throat dry, and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
(End of this chapter)
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