A Dragon against the Whole World

The dangerous behavior of simultaneously practicing the Path of Eternal Destruction is of no consequence to Galos.

"Let’s go."

Galos no longer delayed, and with a sudden flap of his massive dragon wings, he soared into the sky.

The ferocious airstream rushing toward him at high speed gradually washed away the last bit of grime and residue clinging to him.

Seeing this, Golden Dragon Alberto immediately followed suit, flapping his wings and flying after him.

The silhouettes of the two giant dragons flew rapidly side by side toward the direction of Dragon Valley.

The scenery below receded quickly from view, sharp cold wind and snowflakes assaulting them, only to be easily deflected by their dragon scales.

"Galos, I’ve made my decision."

Alberto said, "After I wake up from this slumber, I want to spend more time at your Molten Iron Tribe."

He organized his words slightly and continued to elaborate on his thoughts.

"I’m increasingly aware that establishing the golden order of my dreams requires a strong territory, stable and thriving, as both a foundation and a model."

"In this regard... I must admit, I’m currently not doing as well as you."

"So, I hope to learn more from you about managing, governing, and developing a territory. During this time, I am willing to serve the Molten Iron Tribe for free as the cost of learning."

Galos slightly tilted his head, casting a scrutinizing glance at the Golden Dragon.

Being able to admit one’s shortcomings with candor?

This Golden Dragon’s temperament has indeed matured quite a bit, at least much more pragmatic than before.

"You want to stay at the Molten Iron Tribe to learn? I welcome that."

Galos’s voice pierced through the wind and snow, reaching the Golden Dragon’s ears clearly: "But, Alberto, I’ve heard from Deborah, won’t your parents... personally come to drag you back to the Dragon Domain?"

Alberto’s flying rhythm faltered for a moment, his breath also hitched.

After several seconds, he calmed down again: "No, it’s fine! My parents... as important members of the Dragon Domain, wouldn’t easily leave the Fubo Dragon Domain."

"Want to drag me back?"

"Heh, they might just send some follower messengers, or have some of my siblings come to deliver messages and persuade me to return."

As he spoke, the Golden Dragon seemed to regain his confidence, proudly raising his head.

"As long as my parents don’t come in person, there’s nothing I, Alberto, would fear!"

Although somewhat rebellious in nature, his outstanding Dragon Race talent and growth over the years speak for themselves; now his strength rivals that of an adult Golden Dragon.

Unless his parents acted personally.

Otherwise, even if his relatives could overpower him, it would be difficult to forcibly take him back to the Dragon Domain.

"Besides, you’re here, aren’t you, Galos?"

Alberto suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "Aren’t we steadfast allies, sharing fortune and misfortune together!"

"Who dares to come to your, the dignified King of the Borderland and King of Iron’s territory, to forcibly capture his important ally? Wouldn’t that be akin to disregarding you?"

Upon hearing this, the Red Iron Dragon’s massive head nodded slightly, seemingly in agreement.

"If necessary, I will act."

He first gave a promise, then casually asked, "By the way, what exactly is your parents’ life level? It seems you’ve never mentioned it in detail."

Golden Dragon Alberto scratched the scales on the side of his neck with his claws, his eyes wandering, his tone also becoming evasive.

"Uh... not too high, really, just a couple of... um... rather old-fashioned Old Golden Dragons."

Galos’s rapid flying slowed down slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Old Golden Dragons?

According to the Dragon Race’s age classification, Old Golden Dragons are at least of legendary level!

Damn Alberto, trying to drag me down with him?

He had previously judged based on Alberto’s approximate age, thinking that the highest probability was that his parents were in the prime dragon stage and had made corresponding mental preparations.

But now it seems he’s encountered a rather rare low-probability event.

The prime period is indeed when dragons have the strongest ability to reproduce, but it’s not the only time. Some older dragons also have the chance to bear offspring, and even Ancient Dragons having offspring late in life isn’t entirely unprecedented.

Perhaps it’s more arbitrary for Evil Dragons.

But for Metal Dragons, especially older Metal Dragons, their focus and protection drive for their offspring often increase with their own age and strength.

"Alberto, leave my Border Area now, immediately."

He prepared to drive the Golden Dragon away.

"Did you already forget what I just said?"

The Golden Dragon reminded.

"I didn’t forget, just because I said it doesn’t mean I’m bound to do it. Don’t forget, I’m an Evil Dragon, we’re notoriously unreasonable. Do you wish to leave the Border Area yourself, or should I throw you out?"

Galos chuckled, his gaze gradually becoming dangerous.

"No! No, wait, Galos, let me explain!"

The Golden Dragon Alberto hastily said: "My parents, they have very important duties and tasks within the Dragon Domain, and would absolutely not leave the Dragon Domain lightly just to specifically drag me back. I swear on the great Dragon God Bahamut!"

Hearing this, Galos’s lips curled upward, a fleeting smile appearing.

He still maintained a stern expression on the surface, his tone severe: "Is that all? In taking you in, I’m bearing a tremendous risk of possibly facing two Legendary Golden Dragons’ accountability in the future."