"Gordon, do you understand clearly?"
In the early morning hours, after finishing his training, Garoth rested in a prone position while contacting Gordon through the bloodline network, telling him about the Divine Dragon Monastery matter.
Within the Lothrian Kingdom court.
Iron Dragon Gordon swung his tail and declared with resounding conviction:
"Of course I understand, I'm quite willing to do it."
His daily life in the court consisted of nothing but eating and sleeping, occasionally communicating with Princess Elina, listening to her troubles, sharing her concerns... While such days felt fulfilling and pleasant, they inevitably beca sowhat monotonous after extended periods.
The thought that he could contribute to the Ignas dragon cluster from thousands of miles away, adding building blocks to the establishnt of a dragon nation, activated Iron Dragon Gordon's bloodline instincts, filling him with soaring fighting spirit.
"However... you know my situation is sowhat special."
Iron Dragon Gordon said with a worried expression: "Can they actually imitate dragon postures through ?"
Aesthetic preferences differ between species.
Gordon's rounded draconic form didn't appear ugly in human eyes—it even held so charm and amusent.
But just as humans don't particularly favor excessively obese mbers of their own kind,
to dragons, Gordon seed sowhat comical, and he himself understood this well. He often wanted to exercise and lose weight, but as a pure and ordinary Young Adult Dragon, his inherent laziness made it difficult to overco desires and indulgence in comforts, so he could never fully commit.
Moreover, after every extended dragon sleep, his physique would return to normal, making him even less inclined to exhaust himself with deliberate weight loss.
But for now, Gordon worried about failing the mission.
"It's fine."
The red iron dragon had carefully studied the divine dragon path recorded in the heritage, confirming that the observed dragon's posture had little impact on Divine Dragon Monks. Observing dragon postures wasn't actually important—the core purpose was to experience draconic aura at close range, supplented by the Divine Dragon Sect's secret techniques, to comprehend and awaken the 'dragon' within one's own heart.
Here, the dragon represented a concept rather than a specific form.
According to the divine dragon path theory, everyone harbors their own dragon within their heart.
Gordon's physique differed from normal iron dragons, but his draconic aura posed no problem. Thanks to his pampered lifestyle and advanced developnt, his draconic aura should be exceptionally rich.
Thinking this, the red iron dragon suddenly asked:
"Gordon, what's your current life level?"
"Not high, not high at all—only level 13, hardly worth ntioning."
Though Iron Dragon's words suggested modesty, his tone carried a hint of pride.
Upon hearing this answer, Garoth fell silent.
In his previous life, he'd heard a saying: dostic pigs were actually more fierce and combat-ready than wild boars.
This saying couldn't be directly applied to dragons, but it held so truth.
Level 13... Gordon's life level already matched that of an ordinary red dragon in its youth period, far exceeding normal Young Adult Dragons.
He even surpassed the more diligent and hardworking Iron Dragon Sorog and Red Dragon Samantha, standing only one level below Garoth.
"Without a single drop of sweat or effort, purely relying on resources to stack up life levels, and this lazy fellow doesn't even train properly to utilize it—who knows how many resources were wasted in the process."
"Sitting on a treasure mountain without realizing it—if I had his resources, I might already be at level 16 by now."
The red iron dragon felt his claws and fangs suddenly itching.
A dragon like him, treading on thin ice while craving growth resources, actually lacked sufficient resources to squander.
Regarding the fortunate Gordon, Garoth ntally contemplated finding an opportunity later to give him a good thrashing... no, more accurately, to provide him with brotherly care and motivation to overco his inherent laziness.
"What career path have you chosen?"
Garoth changed the subject, inquiring.
"I'm still just a Young Adult... career path matters are sothing youth dragons consider, aren't they?" Gordon said: "I don't have a profession yet."
Apart from so innate sorceress levels, Gordon only possessed life levels. If actual combat occurred, he'd most likely lose against either Iron Dragon Sorog or Red Dragon Samantha, even though their life levels were lower than his.
"You're the only one in the Ignas dragon cluster who hasn't chosen a profession."
Garoth said solemnly: "Gordon, we dragons have long lives, but they're rely lengthy rather than infinite. We don't need to rush things excessively, but we shouldn't recklessly waste ti either."
"Otherwise, when you one day look back on your past in your twilight years, recounting your draconic life, you'll certainly regret the laziness of your youth."
"Choosing a suitable career path early will make you grow faster and beco stronger."
After all, they shared similar blood flowing within them, and Garoth needed Gordon to work for him in the south. But currently, Gordon proved truly inadequate for major tasks and required so motivation.
"Actually, I've thought about it before."
Gordon responded: "If I were to choose a career path first, I'd want to beco a Hundred Battle Dragon."
The Hundred Battle Dragon path evolved from the traditional warrior path, offering balanced aspects without outstanding advantages but also without significant weaknesses, emphasizing "stability."
However, unlike ordinary warriors,
dragons naturally mastered certain spell-like abilities, and Hundred Battle Dragons excelled at combining warrior skills with spell-like abilities, essentially resembling spellblades more closely.
Over half of dragonkind considered the Hundred Battle Dragon path when choosing their first profession.
"Since that's the case, strive in this direction and don't betray your identity and bloodline."
The red iron dragon said seriously: "I'll eventually go to the Federation, Gordon. When we brothers et again, I'll examine your professional achievents."
How would he examine?
Through friendly, light sparring that stops at the right mont, of course.
"Ah? My dear brother."
Gordon wanted to say more, but the red iron dragon had already ended the communication directly.
"Sigh... I'll have Elina find a high-level warrior to guide my training."
The iron dragon lay on the ground feeling utterly defeated, sensing his leisurely days might be coming to an end.
He'd been beaten by Garoth since childhood.
Even after many years of separation, Garoth's authority remained potent, holding considerable weight in Iron Dragon Gordon's heart.
Moreover.
After witnessing Garoth's powerful, robust physique through the bloodline network, he couldn't help but feel envy and aspiration, deciding to push himself to keep up with the Ignas brothers' pace.
"And the Divine Dragon Monastery."
"Garoth gave the address. I should check out the situation once preparations are sowhat complete."
Gordon pondered.
The dragon profession heritage had been improved to better suit dragonkind.
His ability to thrive in the court as a dragon
stemd not only from his status as Princess Elina's pet but also from Gordon's own sophisticated social skills. His honest, rounded form always made people drop their guards, finding him not fierce but rather amiable and approachable.
"The monastery's first batch of mbers consists of orphaned beggars gathered from various places. Giving gold coins or treasures wouldn't be appropriate, and I'd hate to part with them myself... I'll prepare so magical dicine, tonics, and high-quality food instead."
"And I can't appear too eager toward the monastery from the start, otherwise it might raise suspicions, especially since quite a few people keep tabs on ."
Gordon contemplated the appropriate timing to approach the monastery.
When he stopped being lazy and slackening, seriously thinking instead, his brain overruled his stomach, allowing wisdom to prevail.
Princess Elina possessed a kind heart, leaving the court for several days each month to observe civilian conditions in the royal capital and conduct charitable activities. Next ti, I could guide Elina toward the monastery during such opportunities.
Then.
As a dragon, showing curiosity and favor toward a Divine Dragon Monk monastery that imitated dragon postures would appear perfectly natural and logical.
...The general plan frawork took shape in Gordon's mind.
Now only ti needed to pass.
Through friendly, light sparring that stops at the appropriate point, of course.
"The Hundred Battle Dragon employnt conditions require extensive combat training."
"Then I probably don't need to diet—one needs to eat well to have strength for training."
Gordon had already started looking forward to how impressive he would appear once he developed a cool, powerful physique similar to Garoth's.
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