Free Web NovelChapter 473: Chapter 348: A Chance to Erase Past Shame
Deep within the desolate and rugged Border Area, Dragon Valley stands tall and imposing.
The piercing cold wind and blizzard fail to penetrate the towering and solid walls of the valley; only scattered snowflakes, like sifted jade fragments, fall gently, adorning this habitat of the Dragon Group.
White Dragon Trish picked up the transmission device that had dulled and tucked it back into the warm and safe crevice beneath her neck scales.
She slightly raised her head, gazing towards the sky filled with swirling wind and snow. Her mood was exceedingly joyful, even unable to restrain a low rumbling sound of satisfaction escaping her throat.
"Galos has always regarded that batch of Black Oil Crystals as highly significant."
The White Dragon lightly shook her tail, her thoughts racing as she pondered the deeper meaning of the Dragon Group leader’s intentions.
"Such crucial and precious items, specially chosen for me to escort—isn’t this a testament to, in Galos’ heart, my status and reliability have already surpassed other dragons?"
"He surely sees my value and values me more!"
In Trish’s view, although she wasn’t as frequently involved in the front lines of tribal warfare as other dragons, her work in educating and nurturing the younger generation of the Dragon Race was an equally arduous and important task.
She firmly believed her contributions to the tribe and the entire Dragon Group’s future were indispensable.
Her value was immeasurable!
"If I hadn’t meticulously taught and severely admonished them, how could the young dragons of the tribe shed their immaturity and grow so robustly?"
"Without me, the Dragon Group would scatter."
"With Galos’ wisdom, he certainly understands this."
The White Dragon thought to herself.
Take, for instance, the young adolescent dragons of the new generation.
Their current excellence and ability to contribute to the Molten Iron Tribe in the wilderness warfare, in her view, were entirely inseparable from her past efforts.
Perhaps her methods seemed unconventional, but results were paramount.
On the other hand.
Reflecting on the ever-growing Dragon Group and rapidly expanding tribe and their underlying connection to her contributions, White Dragon Trish proudly puffed out her chest, covered in solid white scales.
Next.
To validate this point and satisfy her sense of achievement.
She turned her head, locking her gaze onto a young white dragon currently engaging in weight training not far away.
White Dragon Trish straightened with pride, radiating the aura of an adult dragon, creating an atmosphere of authority without anger.
Using a calm yet indisputable tone, she spoke: "Belquis, tell me, in your journey of growth thus far, am I not the most important and influential existence?"
The young white dragon named Belquis was panting heavily, carrying a massive rock in training.
Upon hearing the familiar, yet unsettling voice of the adult dragon, he dared not slacken, promptly halted his actions, and placed the rock down.
The gigantic stone fell with a thud, raising a cloud of ice dust.
He slightly lowered his head, evading the intense gaze, and quietly responded, "...Yes... Yes."
White dragons are inherently wild and untamable; adolescent white dragons ought to be as unmanageable as untamed beasts, full of rebellion.
Objectively speaking, Trish’s education indeed yielded some results, enabling this young white dragon to react with such reverence when facing her.
However, White Dragon Trish was not satisfied with this overly simple answer.
"You foolish idiot! Who allowed you to stop? Keep going! No slacking!"
The adult white dragon’s tail, like a whip, whipped through the air, striking the young white dragon.
In the sound of dull impact, the young white dragon staggered and crashed heavily into the nearby cold rock wall.
Trish continued to scold: "Haven’t I taught you? Face beings with a higher ecological status than yourself; when responding, use honorifics! Be full of awe! Answer again, while training!"
After receiving a sudden attack and humiliation, the young white dragon Belquis instinctively tensed his muscles, letting out a threatening growl.
The innate wildness of the white dragon was triggered.
Even facing a powerful adult dragon, his sharp fangs instinctively bared, glinting coldly.
However, just as anger was about to break through the dam of reason, numerous images of past resistance met with harsher lessons flashed through his mind like lightning.
He forcefully suppressed the raging anger, keeping the instinct to retaliate buried deep within him.
The young white dragon silently picked up the heavy rock again, continuing the dull and painful training.
He lowered his head, evading Trish’s gaze, swallowed his pride, and responded with as much respect as possible: "Great Pale Wings, you are the most important guiding dragon on my path of growth, an irreplaceable existence."
"Your teachings are as profound as ice and snow; I will always remember your kindness."
Upon hearing these words filled with reverence, Trish nodded in satisfaction.
"Listen up, all of you weak, foolish, and ignorant reptiles!"
She glanced around, her gaze sweeping past nearby young dragons either training or watching in silence, raising her voice, proclaiming her truths.
"Remember your ecological status! Engrave it onto your bones!"
"Facing beings with a higher ecological status than yourselves, unless it comes to a critical moment where you have to fight to the death."
