Chapter 32 – The Red Dragon
Chapter 32 – Red Dragon
“Really life is bad aca (this luck is really fucking up the dragon mentality!)”
David leaned up to the sky and took a deep breath, lifting his tail and pointing.
Zuoer immediately and nimbly took that heel, as well as the High Elf-type remote-controlled dolls that would play with their new arrivals for fun, and retreated first.
David paced back and forth on the deck under the somewhat worried gaze of his sister Tania.
From a High Elf Lord, a force several times the size of this one.
It was as if he had seen an adult silver dragon several times the size of Tania fall from the sky, and saw that two weeks later he was going to sit on his butt on his head, the pressure could not be said to be not big.
Fighting, it was definitely impossible.
After all, he David is still only a small red young dragon that has broken its shell for two kun years, not an adult red dragon that is already qualified to wreak havoc on the party.
Then is it. To escape?
In any case, he is a lonely dragon, there is not much fixed nest and industry in this Carter Ghana, will be his just arrived a little loot packing, you can happily say goodbye to the gang of high elves who have not yet had time to sail to the new continent.
Yeah! If you can’t afford to mess with me, you can’t afford to hide from me!
If I can’t beat them, I’ll find a windy place to live and develop for a while, and then I’ll come back after a hundred years to clean up this bunch of long ears that annoyed the dragon.
In any case, all of them are long-lived long-lived species, he does not need to fear that he did not pay attention to oversleeping the other party to enjoy their old age directly died in an embarrassing situation.
Then we will spend time together.
Although this idea is still a bit against his heart, and even more resistant to avoiding the emergence of another potential idea, at this moment, David still feels that it is barely acceptable, so much so that after thinking for a while, he looks at his own Heavenly Dragon ‘sister’ with some hope, and then sincerely invites him to say:
“Tania, come with me.”
“Let’s stay away from this place of strife together.”
“As long as we rely on each other, no matter where we go, we can definitely live well.”
He didn’t know why, but never in his two lifetimes combined had he needed so much at this moment a . companion, a Tania with whom he could talk about anything and everything that was forbidden.
He had a feeling that if he continued to live alone as a dragon as he had been for the past five years, he might become more and more ‘red dragon’ and ‘abnormal’ mentally under the influence of his ever-developing body.
It was an extremely cutting and contradictory feeling.
Even when the experiences of these past few years were put into the present and looked back on, it still gave him an extremely unreal feeling.
It was like having an absurd dream.
In that dream, he shed his gentle and elegant disguise and became able to drink blood in order to survive, and also able to kill people wantonly without the slightest sense of moral guilt in order to be furious.
Like a monster rooted in his thoughts, he devoured all the corrupt nutrients he could get around him, breaking out of his cocoon and growing wildly.
He didn’t know how strange he would become if he continued like this.
But at that time he did not want to think or care.
Being a human being who had been repressed for half his life, he only wanted to do whatever he wanted to do in this world where there were no longer any explicit restrictions.
Even if one day he was killed in an accident, he was still considered to have had a good time and not to have wasted his life.
Until he met Tania.
Her appearance, like a bright and warm light, shone into his increasingly cold and crazy heart.
Like a stabilizing anchor, she allowed him to find his true self, who huddled in the corner of his mind and viewed everything he did with indifference, amidst the countless delusional thoughts that erupted from him every second of the day.
Allowing him, even when he had a brain disorder, to make the choice to face his heart.
Instead of completely loosening the steering wheel of Long Sheng purely because of delusion, allowing himself to wildly sink, sink, sink to the end towards the infinite abyss.
But this time, David’s zeal was like hitting an iceberg under the deep waters of the Northern Ocean.
Get, the only silver dragon Tania’s silence. So David also followed the silence.
“I see, I’m sorry, it was a bit abrupt of me, after all, we’ve only known each other for a few days.”
But just as Davey smiled, a little disappointed and despondent, and was about to turn and leave alone, he was tugged by a nervous Tanya’s tail, which was hanging down towards the ground:
“Don’t do that, Davey, don’t do that, you’re going to make me feel sad, I’d like to go with you if I could.”
Another ray of hope rose in the sniffing Davey, turning to take hold of her somewhat cold pawpaw with a slightly agitated look:
“Then why not? You see what’s so great about this shithole, it’s cold and barren, and even a beef buffet gets everyone yelling at us. Why don’t we.”
Before he could continue his persuasion, he saw Tania shake her head, forcefully and firmly:
“No, at least I can’t, you understand the reason. If I leave, mom, will be angry.”
And Tania’s words were like the sharp blade that cut through the fog, presenting the nightmare that David had been resisting directly.
It was a crimson dragon that was always hovering above his head, its nostrils spewing free white mist, and its face showing fierceness and madness, as if it could swallow him in one bite at any time.
A monster that was always buried in his nightmares.
It was his mother in this world.
The Red Scourge of the High Elves, Lelendona Pavla Luftrogon Sederponga.
And when this dragon mother got angry, the consequences could be two lives.
But Davy was out of his [rage] like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:
“What does it matter what she does? Can she chase us to the other side of the planet, and put us both into the crater to shag the Parent-Child Donburi Dragon Fondue?”
“No, you might have some misconceptions about her, mom’s not that kind of dragon, she’s actually . . pretty good to us.” Tania couldn’t help but defend her mother.
The ‘we’ just seemed to poke David right in the prostate where he was positively pissed off to the point of edema:
“Quite, nice?”
“Stupid!”
“Naive!”
“Unbelievable!”
The pupils of his eyes stared deathly at Tania, trying to poke at the other man’s beautiful dreams:
“Do you know what your mother fucking is?”
“The head of the five-colored evil dragon!”
“A red dragon!!!”
“The Red Dragon that is as arrogant and short-tempered as I am, the Red Dragon that is always ready to kill, pillage and plunder!”
“And what are you, don’t you know yourself?”
“A silver dragon, praising a red dragon for treating you well? Huh?”
“She’ll sell you out one day and you’re still fucking thinking of her!”
“Pathetic!”
“Ridiculous!!!”
A section of David’s frantic output of a meal that was completely out of control and driven by all the emotions that had been suppressed in the corners of his mind for the past five years finally spewed EMO right out of the still young Tania, who cried and asked David back:
“What about you?”
“Aren’t you a red dragon too?”
“Don’t you also just put on a mask and lie to me, just for one day…”
“to sell me for a good price?”
(End of chapter)