244. Chapter 244 – Dragon Mother
Chapter 244 – Dragon Mother
“Everything is fine with Tania and I, stop sending summons over every other day, we are still alive and well, but you’re only in big trouble if the Blue Dragon finds out about your daily summons bombardment like this, okay.
“Get to the point – and can you disguise the fortress as the ruins of an ancient civilization? It looks like it’s full of mysterious and dangerous mechanisms, but as long as you feed it magic energy, you’ll be able to get some gifts from the ‘Spirit of Magic’?”
In just half a year, the Montero Dunes Lightning Strike Crystal Vein had attracted an endless stream of ‘crystal hunters’ under David’s claws, and had built a desert-style gathering point town from scratch.
Hundreds of kilometers away in the depths of the Kutaro Desert, the father of the dragon, Attilicia, who was stationed at the construction site of the fortress to do the work of a ‘project manager’ with a face full of bitterness, also received the [Magic Transmission Owl] from David and a sample of the original lightning striking stone ore that had been sent over by the magical creatures together with it.
Atilicia is also worthy of being David’s father for so many years, and in a short moment, she caught up with David’s thinking circuit and intention, and immediately prepared to reply with confidence, when she realized that there was one more page of this [magical summons].
With a flip of his mind, he saw an image of a certain silver dragon tied up in a shield mine cart with a devastated smile on his face, followed by an inquiry from Davy.
Asking if he recognized this silver dragon named Sebritz and if he wanted to release him to Dragon Island sometime?
Atilicia, who only felt that she had been spiced up, instantly recognized that this guy was not her own distant great nephew.
Hastily denied the letter back:
“Don’t know, most likely which one pretends to be Sweetlanden’s mighty name of the small people, you deal with it on your own, but in view of the same silver dragon, not good to harm his life on the line.”
Just kidding!
The family had already produced him as a Silver Dragon’s Shame! Definitely can’t let Sweetlanden be disgraced again, otherwise in the future God knows what the Silver Dragon King should think of their family.
He also expected that after he was promoted to Legend, he would bring his son to return to his hometown ‘in style’, and then successfully marry the Silver Dragon King’s daughter, and from then on, he would become the consul of Dragon Island and walk on the peak of the dragon’s life!
Such a vulgar and unseemly thing, let it perish on its own in the Blue Dragon’s Lair!
Anyway, with his own son David in, and seduced a blue dragon escort, life is naturally safe.
Thinking of this, the dragon father fell back to the point:
“The question of whether the magic crystal sample can be used as the core of the fortress magic energy, still need to be verified through our research, but as an alchemist, I am cautiously optimistic about this, as for the fortress camouflage program that you said, the initial estimate of six years or so to complete, over there, I also wish you all the best, my child, in addition I will be appropriate to reduce the frequency of the message and to ensure that the communication is safe. ”
With sending this [magical summons] out, Attilicia dealt with a couple of topics submitted up by the apprentices before devoting herself to calculations on paper once more.
The workbench in front of him was filled with turbulent lines and dense formulas, and at least a thousand Nethereal scholars were assisting him with the huge arithmetic samples in the distance.
This is what he has been working on for the past half year:
A preliminary test and simulation of the electromagnetic after the Tokamak Fortress’ polymerization.
And as he studied this electromagnetic turbulence storm, Attilicia became more and more immersed in it, so much so that he even reversed his original plan to enter the Legendary Divine Order with Alchemy.
He suddenly realized that he had also embarked on a very different path when he was calculating and researching this electromagnetic turbulence storm, a path that was far more promising than his previous alchemy path.
It was only that the time required might have to be drastically extended accordingly.
And so after apprehensively asking David if he could attempt to utilize this path to advance to the path of legend, what Atilicia received was indeed her son’s almost fervent encouragement.
Kidding aside, this was the electromagnetic force, one of the four fundamental forces of the universe!
If the dragon father, Attilicia, was really able to use this to take a step into the heavens, it would simply not be too wonderful for Davy.
Just as Pavela had used the remnants of David’s knowledge to recognize and analyze the strong force back then, David could completely benefit from their research with his own powers, completely belonging to the great good deed of planting a tree in the past and enjoying the benefits for the next generation.
In the future, he might even be able to create a Magnetic Storm Lord and a Two Bomb Heavenly Father as his backer in one fell swoop.
Only at this moment Atilicia where know David this ‘expect father to become a dragon’ guy playing what white whorish thoughts, only feel that he is the world’s most fortunate dragon, even with a little bit of inexplicable sense of indebtedness.
And under this sense of indebtedness, Atilicia also became more and more determined to her own thoughts that were just a little bit delusional a few days ago:
“We must help David take down the Silver Dragon King’s daughter!”
“Well, when I advance to the Legendary Heavenly Fate, it’s time to bring David and Tania and the others back to Dragon Island.”
At this moment, where did David know that his own dragon father was once again preoccupied with ‘setting him up with the Silver Dragon King’s daughter’.
As the town of Montero Mining Vein was beginning to take shape, and everything was progressing as David had predicted for the ‘Crystal Rush’ frenzy, he yawned and realized that another slumber, was coming.
Unlike the last time when he was dormant in Bato Hell, the ‘dream’ was all about working for the five-colored dragon queen Tiamat.
This time, he really needed a good night’s sleep.
Immediately, he wrote a magical letterhead to his sister Tania and summoned Silvia to make his intentions of his impending slumber clear with Patricio, who had just gotten out of the dragon carriage fondly, and gave his will:
“The most renowned architects, the best cooks, the prettiest slave girls, the most eloquent minstrels, and the most skillful cheaters, don’t be afraid to spend money, and invite them all from the New World to me.
“Six years from now, I want to see a decent city in this seaside hope, so that those miners who come to Montero to make money and spend it, don’t take a penny home, understand?”
He was prepared to slowly build this town, which had risen due to the crystal mines, into an otherworldly version of Las Vegas.
“Huh?” Patricio always felt that his own boss was making things difficult for himself.
Silvia on the other side was unambiguous:
“As you wish, I will go to the ‘Tarnias’ with the clan for advice and assistance when I encounter difficulties, and I believe they are more than happy to see this come to fruition than we are.”
In his heart was a somewhat shy thought:
In six years’ time, I’ll be at the age of youth, and I’ll be able to lay eggs.
“Silvia still understands me best.” David gently patted the little blue dragon’s head with the tip of his tail.
So much so that looking at such an obedient and well-behaved blue dragon child bride, his battle-hardened veteran actually also inexplicably appeared to have some feelings of indebtedness.
After all, no matter what, he is a foreign red dragon, and never had the intention to give the Olivares clan as a dowry.
When his ‘Gathering Sun Divine Strength is accomplished’, uh no, when his Tokamak Fortress is built, and he creates dragons to create the sun, even Patrice, who is a legendary blue dragon, will have to get down on the ground and be a good horseman for him!
At that time, the wealth that these blue dragons took from him, in the end, it is still his Dai Mou Dragon! Even the wealth with the dragon.
Anyway, the vast majority of dragons are only know to save the treasure of the miser, David is not afraid of these blue dragons to share the output of the profits of the town of Montero, but just to help him temporary management.
“By the way, don’t follow me when I’m sleeping, and don’t let any blue dragons get close.”
David so instructed, and then flew in an open air dragon’s nest that had just been built for him by the miners in Silvia’s speechless attention.
Originally, Patricio had just thought that this guy David was merely [arrogant] and used to it, and didn’t want to be disturbed.
As a result, not long after David went to sleep, the dragons including Patricio and even the miners who were chiseling the crystals were shocked to see an extremely bizarre phenomenon.
Originally in this monsoon season slightly violent wind and sand in the sweep of the dragon’s nest seemed to become gentle down.
It was as if the gravel had lost the gravitational pull of the earth’s center in that area and became lazy. The better-eyed Patricio and even the silver dragon Sebritz, who was planted under the dragon’s carriage, witnessed an iguana drifting on the desert, and its movements slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye as it approached the dragon’s nest.
It didn’t make it more than a few paces before it didn’t bother to run off to find a cooler cave.
At first, the iguana would take turns raising its four legs out of fear of the heat so as not to inhale too much heat.
Slowly, the iguana doesn’t even bother to lift his feet, his eyes close in contentment, and he doesn’t even bother to move his body even when it’s obviously being dried out by the 60- to 70-degree sand until his heart doesn’t even bother to beat.
Even his heart didn’t bother to beat.
[Idle]
“. What kind of ability is this? Magic? Or is it a mesmerizing lock?” The two day-old dragons looked at each other at once.
So that’s what David meant by ‘don’t go near him’?
It was almost inconceivable for them to imagine whether they would have ended up in the same situation if they were in the shoes of that desert iguana.
As gargoyles, they certainly weren’t so bad as to be scalded to death by the sand, but to step into a deep sleep without any feeding reserves was also a very dangerous behavior.
And Sebritz, who was a Mad Dancing Monk, had his scales standing up all over his body.
This bizarre ability of David’s was simply a celestial attack on an agility-type profession like him!
Also from this day onwards, the temporary dragon’s nest that David was sleeping in became a forbidden area for the entire Montero Mining Area and even the entire Olivares.
In the beginning, there would be unbelieving gamblers who would approach that forbidden area because of their bets.
But after being swallowed up by the lazy dust and sand floating in the sky, they never came out again.
Gradually, the rumors about this forbidden area began to spread throughout the Kutaro Desert with the rise of the town of Montero, and even turned into a bardic biography that spread along with the ship to the new continent of Granier.
In the end, even the green dragon Nymphadora, who was in charge of managing the port of Warrens in Middle Earth, heard about this rumor.
Only in the Kutaro Desert, the forbidden zone, the sudden emergence of the crystal fever and the emerging town of Montero after the combination of these information, Nymphadora will know, this is eighty percent of the Davy again made up.
Only the red dragon that her Nymphadora’s spouse and sworn follower had such power of action and prominent influence.
Almost every place it visited changed it from the depths as if it were a magical radiation.
Just.
“It’s slumbering again, isn’t it? I wonder if it’ll be a surprise or a shock for him when we meet again in six years.”
Nymphadora couldn’t help but pinch her recently increased waistline with her paw, thinking with some happiness and distress.
Yes, she was pregnant with the dragon’s egg that Davy had sown.
More specifically, not only her, but all of the participants in that impulsive day, her, her sister Shadera, and even Lizlette, hadn’t been able to ‘escape’.
There was no way around it, the reproduction ability of the dragons was just so overbearing.
All in one shot.
So much so that everything David did after regaining his senses seemed a bit redundant.
Six years, as a father, it is 80% that David will not see the scene when they break out of their shells.
However, for the five-colored dragons, this was a normal thing:
The fledglings of the five-colored dragons were all raised by the mother dragons alone.
Considering that the father of the child is more or less half silver dragon blood, I don’t know what David’s face will be when he returns to the New World six years later and sees the dragon children all over the place.
Thinking about this, Nymphadora’s face looked a little regretful, a little expectant, and a little apprehensive.
Because as David’s spouse and even beloved, she naturally knows that after twelve years, for the high elves, I’m afraid there will be a hard battle to fight.
What she was worried about was not the High Elves, but the Dragon Frenzy Labyrinth that might be summoned to Ellaria at any time in David’s mouth.
She didn’t want to see the scene of their children going crazy and killing each other.
“Perhaps the children could then be sent ahead to the Astral Plane?” Nymphadora thought so.
But again, she was a little unsure if the ‘Sederpunga’ family that David spoke of was reliable, and if it would accept them as bloodlines that were not pure Sederpunga.
After all, she had heard that some dragon families, in order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, would strictly implement intermarriage within the clan, in order to maintain and ensure the inheritance of some of the dragon’s heritage.
Just as Nymphadora, the female dragon whose figure was becoming more and more ‘plump’, started to think about the origin and future of the next generation three years in advance.
When she saw Lizlette, who also had a somewhat out-of-shape figure but still had a strong wind, swooped in and began to feast, spitting at Nymphadora while eating:
“Ah! What a bore! These local noble rebels in Lulvaden are simply unbearable, I need a baptism of fire, I want to see blood flowing! If I had known I would have stayed in Sederpunga and continued to follow David’s gang of clansmen in the realm-robbing business, the days would have been a bit more exciting.”
Nymphadora immediately couldn’t help but exhort:
“There’s only a year and a half until your due date, during this period of time, you shouldn’t go into battle, right?”
The main reason was that she knew this red dragon too well, and at every turn, he would turn on [Blood Scale Berserk] and enter into fierce battle mode.
She didn’t know if it would affect the next generation if it was so violent when it was pregnant.
“That won’t work! David Eutaw and I are both Red Dragons! Red Dragons are stronger when they are born from blood and fire! Ah, I just heard that Klinsmann bastard say that those High Elves on the Northern Front have started to try again, so I’m going to pretend to be Daviator to scare them, hahahahaha!”
Lizlette, who hadn’t yet warmed up her dragon’s nest, scurried out again, watching Nymphadora shake her head and sigh for a while.
It was almost predictable that the child born from this red dragon would most likely be the ‘purest red dragon’.
Only Shadera, who was ordered by her sister Nymphadora to stay in the nest and not go out, looked at Lizlette’s back with envy in her eyes.
The carefree days of her childhood were finally gone.
I feel like I’m still the same dragon child who disguised herself as a stone statue to scare her sister and Daviyotos.
Why is she about to become a dragon mom?
(End of chapter)