Today, the two lords were running around in their respective territories, which had already aroused the dissatisfaction of many radical dragon tribesmen, and everyone was talking about it.
"Don't the two of them have their own territory? Why are they coming to our Chief Irik's territory?"
The dragon clan has a strong sense of territory and cannot tolerate the presence of dragons from other realms in their own territory, especially heavyweights like lords.
Some tribesmen echoed: "Do these two think our leader is easy to bully?"
"...He's totally arrogant."
At this time, the two arrogant lords, Neri and Frank, were heading to Delia's cave with the "easy to bully" lord Eric.
A frost fell on Eric's well-defined face. "Why did you wait until this time to come?"
The cub's body temperature is frighteningly hot, it's almost cooked!!!
"I heard that if a child has a severe fever, he will become an idiot!"
Eric was explaining science to the two of them seriously, and his heart was full of guilt that was about to overwhelm Frank. With his hot temper, he silently endured the blame from the two and quietly quickened his pace.
Why build Delia's Dragon Cave so far away?
......
Delia is also an ancient dragon, and the passage of time has not left many traces on this beautiful and kind dragon.
Compared with other dragons, she has a more gentle aura of motherhood and less of her natural frenzy. Now, as she holds the dragon cub in her arms and feeds it medicine, there is a hint of heartache in her loving eyes.
"Young Master, you have a fever because you caught a cold," the kind woman sighed. "Children are most susceptible to illness."
Facing the two people opposite him with one cold face and the other warm face, Eric couldn't help but ask: "How on earth do you take care of the cubs?"
Nari looked at Frank expressionlessly and silently.
Frank Red Wen's mind flashed through the image of the cub waking up in the corner of the wall... The cub wouldn't, just sleep like this all night...
What a sin!
"You probably haven't seen the cub for too long, so you didn't even realize he had a fever or was sick in time." Warm hands slowly stroked Zhao Zhao's round head. Just by looking at the way Delia held the cub, one could feel a sense of comfort and security.
"Blame me."
Frank had nothing to say. He scratched his head and stared at Zhao Zhao who was sleeping with his round eyes.
For a moment, the three lords present stood quietly by, silently gazing at this beautiful and peaceful scene, and carefully studied the Deliad technique to make up for the lack of knowledge for future use.
"Lord, when will it be your turn to take care of the cub?" Agavin stood beside his mother Delia, looking at Eric with his arms folded across his chest with anticipation: "When the time comes, can I come to your dragon cave to play with you?" he asked naively.
The boy was only a four thousand year old dragon. It was rare to find a dragon as young as him in the dragon clan, so at this lively and active age he could only talk to himself every day.
"Okay." Eric nodded casually. A lonely cub and a lonely teenager are just right for each other, aren't they?
"Agavin, hands!"
Delia suddenly warned, and when she followed her sight, she saw a pair of not very clean hands silently approaching the cub's fair face.
“Bang!”
Argawen was caught off guard and slapped by Eric. The tall man looked nonchalant and said, "Your claws are so dirty. Have you forgotten what your mother just told you?"
Cubs have poor resistance and should avoid cold, heat and dirt.
"I couldn't help it, but his face was like a cloud. I thought it must be very soft and nice to touch."
Zhao Zhao's fever has subsided after taking the medicine, and his tender and smooth face now shows a bit of paleness of illness.
"Be careful with your words, Agawen. This is the young master. Remember your identities." Delia's tone inevitably became more severe when facing her own children.
After all, the young master is not the same kind of person as them. The young master will eventually become the future Dragon Lord, a leader who is expected to lead their dragon clan back to glory, and a dragon worthy of respect and love.
"I understand." Agavin understood, but felt a little disappointed.
There were no conspicuous gems or gold in Delia's cave. Instead, herbs could be seen everywhere, hanging on the beams and drying on the ground. Even the air was filled with a bitter smell.
In such an environment, the anxious hearts of the people present gradually calmed down.
"Flange," Nari, who had only just spoken, casually glanced at the distracted figure with his red eyes. "From now on, the young master will be taken care of by the three of us. You won't have to worry about anything."
After the words were spoken, everyone present looked at them with complicated eyes, as if they were hesitant to speak.
Frank jumped up, his face flushed in the face of the imposing Neri: "I really like the baby, and the baby likes me as his father. You can't deprive me of the right to take care of the baby just because of this accident!"
As he spoke, his vision became increasingly vague, and his voice became increasingly quiet: "I admit I was wrong. I will never be careless and let my child get sick or hurt again."
"You have to keep your word," Nari said, speaking with unusual seriousness. "As you know, due to the dragon's curse, the birth of our young has been rare for the past few thousand years, and we've even seen a trend of premature death."
He looked at the high-spirited Argaven, his eyes softening. "Even little Argaven was the only one of the ten dragon cubs born to reach adulthood."
Speaking of this heavy topic, everyone present fell silent.
Thousands of years ago, an ancient dragon fell into evil and threatened the spiritual world. The two top races, the Dragon and the Phoenix, suppressed him into the Endless Cave together to quell the unrest. However, the two races were subsequently cursed for thousands of years.
"With the resentment in my heart, I curse you to perish in your glory, and you will be powerless to resist!"
The scene of boiling resentment and the fierce curses still seem to linger in my ears.
The two tribes never thought that curses would appear on their cubs, and the dragon curse was the most obvious.
"This is the first dragon cub in thousands of years, and even more so, an extremely rare young ancestral dragon master. There can be no mistakes in any aspect of caring for him."
The calm and resolute voice sounded like a warning to Frank, or like a solemn oath, resounding and shocking.
As Neri finished speaking, Frank's expression grew more and more serious. "Got it."
"I swear to all the dragon ancestors that I will loyally protect the young master, starting from the young master's birth and ending with my death."
Although the dragon clan is brutal, they are extremely loyal.
The oath that Frank made before them at this moment bound their fate by life and death, and every word was worth a thousand gold.
At this point, Nari's expression finally relaxed. He looked at the cub gently, and his tender eyes were filled with infinite hope for this little life.
Zhao Zhao’s illness this time was not something they were making a big deal about, but this matter itself was very important to them.
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