Free Web NovelChapter 475: Chapter 348: A Chance to Avenge Past Humiliation (Part 3)
He is therefore currently the focus of attention and nurturing for Iron Dragon Solrog.
"Humph!"
Red Dragon Kahill snorted out even more intense flames and black smoke, expressing displeasure without arguing with the Blue Dragon.
On one hand, she cannot match the clear-thinking Heryam in reasoning.
On the other hand, more importantly, she cannot defeat him.
Generally, a wild Red Dragon should be stronger than a Storm Blue Dragon at similar ages.
But repeated private sparring already proved she is indeed no match for Heryam.
Heryam’s individual talent compensates for the racial value gap between different Dragon Races.
Additionally, although reluctantly, Red Dragon Kahill also received teachings on niche theory.
She still has a ’battle-happy’ personality, but gradually she learned some truths about seeking advantage and avoiding harm.
To Black Dragons and Green Dragons whom she perceived as having a lower niche, she can insult and provoke as she pleases; but to Blue Dragon Heryam, who is currently stronger and with a higher niche... she won’t stoop to his level.
When she becomes stronger and the niches are reversed, then she’ll trample him underfoot, insult him to her heart’s content, and make him lick her claws!
Kahill thought viciously in her heart.
"Speaking of which, does anyone know why the leader suddenly summoned all four of us together?" Green Dragon Ludwig shook off the rainwater from his tail, asked curiously.
His words broke the brief silence.
Since arriving in the wilderness, they rarely have been summoned together while carrying out different tasks.
Blue Dragon Heryam shook the rainwater from his right Dragon Wings, answering, "When the leader notified me, he only said our recent performance was good and we are to be rewarded."
"However, the leader did not reveal what specific reward will be given."
Regarding this unknown reward from the Dragon Group leader, the young dragons were filled with anticipation, temporarily forgetting the minor frictions between them.
"What could it be?"
"A pile of Gold Coins? A dazzling Gemstone as a powerful piece of Alchemy Equipment? Or... permission to independently lead an army?"
The young dragons eagerly awaited in the pattering rain, occasionally glancing toward the sky.
Soon after.
Whoosh——!
A sudden, fierce gust of wind swept in first!
The continuous rain was blown violently, almost becoming horizontal rain arrows.
The puddles on the ground were whipped into fine waves by the wild wind.
The young dragons sensed something, collectively looking up.
Only to see a meteor tearing through the dim rain curtain, approaching at a terrifying speed, its pressure causing the surrounding rain to dodge.
In the blink of an eye, that vague figure became clear.
The formidable and majestic figure of a Giant Dragon appeared before them, rapidly descending.
Boom!
The heavy impact seemed to make the earth tremble slightly. Invisible pressure spread.
"Great King of Molten Iron, Heryam is here to offer you the utmost greetings."
The Blue Dragon was the first to bow his head, respectfully saying.
"Leader!"
"Salute to you, noble Master of Red Wings!"
"......"
Red Dragon Kahill, Green Dragon Ludwig, Black Dragon Seraphina followed closely behind, each bowing their heads, shedding their previous demeanor, expressing the deepest reverence and respect to their Dragon Group leader.
The cold rain flowed down their lowered necks.
"Heryam, Kahill, you performed bravely in the Northwest Region’s war, achieving remarkable results."
The Red Iron Dragon’s gaze swept over the Blue Dragon and Red Dragon, then turned to the other two: "Ludwig, Seraphina, your tasks to clear and transform the Undead Nest are equally important, concerning foundational heritage and future development, and progressing well."
He did not withhold his affirmation.
"Due to your recent performances..."
The Red Iron Dragon paused slightly, the four young dragons’ hearts jumped into their throats.
"...I gathered you here to grant you the deserved rewards."
Upon hearing this, the young dragons immediately perked up, their eyes seemingly lit up.
Impatient Red Dragon Kahill couldn’t help but step forward, eagerly asking: "Leader, what exactly is the reward? Is it Gemstones? Or is it granting us permission to lead a legion independently?"
But the Red Iron Dragon didn’t answer directly, instead slowly lifting his massive head to look at the overcast sky.
He sat like a steel sculpture, maintaining a mountain-like majestic posture, saying, "Just as well, she has arrived."
"Regarding what the reward is... see for yourselves."
The young dragons followed the leader’s gaze, looking on with curiosity and anticipation.
Through the rain curtain, another gradually clear snow-white figure was swiftly flying toward them, reflected in their gradually widening vertical pupils.
The visitor was none other than the mature White Dragon—Trish.
Seeing her arrival, the young dragons first collectively froze, their faces revealing expressions of astonishment, seemingly unclear why she appeared here.
Immediately afterward.
Something deeply buried, but never truly extinguished, sparked instantly alight.
In their minds, past scenes where this White Dragon used her age advantage to repeatedly educate, insult, suppress..... surged uncontrollably like tides.
Vividly recalled, extremely clear.
Several dragons almost simultaneously, spontaneously grinned wide.
Their mouth corners stretched backward, exposing a sinister smile mixed with numerous emotions.
Even the usually composed and rational Blue Dragon Heryam now showed an unabashed excitement in his eyes, breathing unknowingly became heavy, muscles slightly tensed.
They instantly understood.
The reward the leader spoke of isn’t Gold Coins, Gemstones, or Magic Items.
It’s something more desired than these tangible things, an opportunity to openly wipe away old grievances!
