A Dragon against the Whole World

Spinning the Golden Dragon like a top was just incidental—it wasn’t the main objective.

Bang!

The Red Iron Dragon’s powerful, muscular tail struck Alberto’s shoulder blade once again, sending his massive body spinning uncontrollably through the air.

Just as Alberto barely managed to stabilize himself, angrily swinging his claw in retaliation.

The flames on Galos’s Dragon Wings suddenly erupted, and his figure disappeared from sight, swiftly sidestepping to reappear on Alberto’s other side, his wing-driven gust once again assaulting the Golden Dragon.

Meanwhile.

On the lofty watchtower of the Burning Steel Castle, Red Silver Dragon Deborah and Elf Dragon Vera were both looking up, staring at the aerial duel.

"You should really thank Alberto for his arrival."

Elf Dragon Vera said with a playful tone that had a hint of tease: "Otherwise, you’d definitely be the one being dragged around by Galos right now."

Red Silver Dragon Deborah remained silent, not responding.

Her long tail swayed gently from side to side behind her, a subtle movement that didn’t reveal much happiness.

The mischievous Elf Dragon’s eyes rolled as if an amusing idea had popped into her head, and her body shivered lightly.

Accompanied by a faint halo, she split into two, becoming a purely white White Elf Dragon with a stern expression, and a completely black Black Elf Dragon with a sly grin.

The black and white duo flapped their wings, circling around Red Silver Dragon before lightly landing on either side of her ear edges.

On the left side.

The entirely white, soft, and holy radiant White Elf Dragon raised her head slightly, her expression becoming exceptionally solemn and dignified.

In a choir-like clear and authoritative voice, she spoke righteously: "My dear Deborah, you must remember the principles and bottom lines passed down by our Metal Dragon lineage across generations. Always recognize the essential differences between yourself and those Evil Dragons. You have a code of conduct that you must adhere to; you absolutely cannot act recklessly. This is the glory and dignity that belongs to a Metal Dragon!"

On the right side, the entirely black Black Elf Dragon bared a pair of cute little fangs, letting out a light and playful chuckle.

She whispered sweetly like honey into Deborah’s other ear: "My beautiful Deborah, why resist your true desires? Follow your instincts and bravely express your true feelings to that Red Iron Dragon! Otherwise, watch out, or other bad female dragons might take the lead ahead of you. You should know the competitors around him have never been few."

Right after speaking, the black and white Elf Dragons glared at each other, with invisible sparks almost seeming to fly from their colliding gazes.

"Idiot! Principles and dignity are more important!"

The White Elf Dragon waved her small claws, loudly refuting.

"Fool! Facing one’s true heart and pursuing happiness is more important!"

The Black Elf Dragon, undeterred, retorted with her hands on her hips.

They exchanged another look, instantly turning their whispers into a relentless squabble, their voices rising higher and higher, and their speech speeding up more and more!

"Order is fundamental!"

"Instinct is the source!"

"You’re harming her!"

"You’re binding her!"

...The argument quickly escalated, with the two little figures like dueling bulls in the air, tugging at each other’s wings and tails like two tangled balls of yarn, fighting tenaciously.

"Vera, have you played enough? Aren’t you afraid that playing like this for too long will really drive you to split personalities?"

Red Silver Dragon finally couldn’t help but speak, while extending her Dragon Claw, grabbing both little elves in her grip.

At this moment, the black and white Elf Dragon figures gradually blurred, merging back together to become the colorfully radiant Elf Dragon, blinking innocently at Deborah.

"Oh dear, don’t be mad, Deborah, just trying to liven the mood with a joke..."

Elf Dragon tried to peek her head out from between the Dragon Claw’s gaps.

Just then, a golden Dragon Shadow plummeted straight down from high above.

With a rumbling thud, it crashed to the bottom of Dragon Valley, stirring up clouds of dust and snow.

Soon after, Alberto emerged from the pit he had formed, grinning through gritted teeth and appearing somewhat battered.

He looked up at the still lively silhouette in the sky and wisely decided to remain on the ground, no longer seeking further punishment by flying back up.

"Alberto, why did you choose to stay in the Border Area?"

Red Silver Dragon fluttered her wings, lightly landing in front of the Golden Dragon, inquiring, "I remember your dream was to establish what you call the Golden Order beyond the wilderness?"

"......"

Alberto paused in silence, seemingly contemplating his words, eventually choosing to be frank.

"The territory I painstakingly established in the wilderness was destroyed not long ago, and I’m also nearing the Sleep Stage, needing to find a safe place to spend this time, so I planned to stay here for a while."

Elf Dragon Vera flapped her wings, flying next to the Golden Dragon’s head.

In a voice full of encouragement, she comforted him: "It’s alright, Alberto! Even if a territory is gone, it can always be rebuilt later!"

Hearing this heartfelt encouragement, the Golden Dragon nodded earnestly.

He responded with a firm tone: "Yes, you’re right, it definitely will be!"

Meanwhile, the Elf Dragon also nodded vigorously, adding: "Obviously! Just like your repeated challenges against Galos, failing repeatedly but also continually striving despite failure!"

"I believe that with your persistent spirit, you’ll surely achieve your grand vision in the end!"