Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 302 Shocked, my child is actually a scumbag dragon

"This is a war that has nothing to do with me. Since I have stepped onto the battlefield, you must pay me enough for it."

Noah said as a matter of course.

Not all dragons can enter into a contractual relationship like employment. If one is not strong enough and loses money in front of a colorful dragon, the possibility of being robbed is higher than the probability that the other party will accept employment and agree to fight.

However, even if the metal dragons are willing to accept employment, they will only target the humanoid races they recognize, and they must pay a sufficient price.

Noah has never accepted employment. This time he was indirectly involved because of his parents. However, he couldn't ask his parents for money for this kind of thing, so he naturally went to the person who hired his parents.

However, the human marshal has frankly admitted that he cannot afford Noah's appearance fee. In this case, Noah can only make up for it in other ways.

"To my country!"

Elvin was shocked by the request made by this glorious and majestic dragon. It was too greedy.
"This is not..."

"Why don't you think carefully for a while before making a final decision? Your country is now heading towards destruction under the guidance of the king you are loyal to.

If you don't act, your proud country will disappear into history, but how can you change it by yourself? Just by yourself?"

Noah interrupted the human and began to put himself in the other person's shoes, thinking for him.
"Your only option now is to launch a rebellion, but can you achieve ultimate victory? Can you take back your family and protect your wife and children?
If you reject me, your country, your family, and everything you value will disappear in the torrent of orcs' cavalry, and there will be nothing left.

But as long as you agree, your country can survive, and everything you want can be preserved, and all you have to pay is to become my vassal and pay tribute to me regularly, that's all."

Noah's words lingered in Marshal Erwin's ears like the whispers of a devil. This was not a multiple-choice question, but a required-choice question, and he had no extra options.

Anyone who is rational and has attachment to the world, subordinates, relatives, and his country will make the only choice.

"I don't know."

After calming down and thinking for a while, Erwin looked up in confusion, looking at the golden dragon in front of him, which no longer used Transfiguration to conceal itself.

"You asked me to offer the country as a reward for your help, but in fact, if you don't help me, I can't seize the country."

Judging from the process, it seems that the dragon in front of him was bored and could completely leave him alone and conquer Grodia on his own.

"Because I am a gold dragon who upholds justice and fairness, not a greedy, tyrannical, unscrupulous red dragon who only knows how to use brutal violence."

Noah gave his reasons.

It is easy to launch an aggressive war recklessly based on one's own preferences, but such behavior will inevitably lead to the disgust and hatred of many kind creatures and many just forces, and may even cause a lot of hostility and attacks.

Therefore, Noah, who bears the name of the Holy Dragon, must be morally just in every action he takes.

The human commander who defended his country and guarded the border against the invasion of orcs, could not bear the humiliation caused by the betrayal and compromising policies of the monarch in the rear, so he rebelled, seized the throne and proclaimed himself king.

Such a story is popular among the vast majority of the people and will be widely supported by many forces. In the process, the human commander sought the help of a powerful golden dragon and later became a subsidiary force of the golden dragon.

This is all acceptable because it is a happy ending. However, what if a dragon disregards civilization and relies on violence to take advantage of the invasion of orcs in the already weak human kingdom, seize control of the political power, and make the entire country submit to its dragon wings and become its vassal?

There is no doubt that this is the behavior of an evil dragon. Not only will it not receive support, but it will be despised and criticized by many.

Morality, legal principles, orthodoxy, these things that are invisible and intangible but recognized by the people's hearts are nothing without sufficient power. But once they have enough power to support them, they will be an invincible sword.

"So I am your puppet!"

Marshal Erwin already understood. He knew why the dragon in front of him was so frank with him and explained the matter directly. It was because the other party had mastered everything. The dragon had absolute confidence in his own strength.

"What? You don't want to? Besides, I never said I wanted you to be a puppet. I just wanted you to be a human monarch loyal to me. I think I am much better than the Majesty you are loyal to now."

"I would like to. It would be my honor to serve you."

There was no need to think over and over again, to weigh the pros and cons. Marshal Erwin, who had witnessed the power of Noah with his own eyes and whose only escape route had been cut off, finally bowed his head to the dragon.

"Go gather your troops. It's time to return to the capital and clean up the treacherous ministers around the king."

"Noah, do you really want to accept Erwin as your vassal?"

Angelis, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but ask about his offspring after his human friend left.

He did not intervene in any of the matter, and even though this good friend had frequently looked to him for help, he turned a blind eye.

He was aware of the gap between himself and his son, and he did not think that as a father he had the right to interfere in his son's affairs.

"No, I have no interest in a human legend. Only Erwin, who becomes a king, is qualified to be my vassal."

Noah replied.

Hearing such an arrogant answer, Angelis and his wife Orthea looked at each other and smiled bitterly. At this point, they didn't know what to say.

"How are you going to deal with the Orc Alliance? You slaughtered their legions. Both the Demigod Orc King and the High Priest of the Ascended God will notice your presence."

As a mother, Orthea is more worried about the safety of her offspring. Since Noah intends to accept Grodia as his vassal state, it means that he will have to fight against the orcs on behalf of Grodia.

But even this middle-aged dragon couple is aware of the strength of the Orc Tribe Alliance. It is a powerful force that makes them feel despair. Even if they summon a few ancient dragons, it may not be able to resolve it.

"I want to meet them, too. To be honest, I haven't seen any real demigods or gods yet. I didn't expect that the orcs in this dimension could develop to such an extent."

Noah did not show any fear, but was quite looking forward to it.

"Noah, I know you have become an ancestral dragon. Your strength is far beyond our expectations. However, whether they are demigods or gods, they already have the strength to challenge the gods, and you are still too young."

"I know, mother. I just want to meet with them. I also hope to have a relatively peaceful negotiation with them, at least to preserve the territory of Grodia. I don't want the vassal I just accepted to be destroyed by the orcs in the blink of an eye."

Faced with his parents' concerns, Noah showed considerable confidence.

However, the golden dragons of today's era know too little about the ancestral dragons, but they are familiar with the existence of demigods and deities. These are the existences that truly stand at the pinnacle of the material world. Even if the gods send down saint incarnations, they will be on high alert when facing this kind of existence.

Therefore, facing his parents who were starting to talk nonstop, Noah chose to change the subject. Although the way he changed the subject was very stiff, he still attracted the attention of the two middle-aged golden dragons immediately.
"By the way, maybe you don't know this yet, but you are already grandparents."

"You have a kid?"

The Metal Dragon Clan places great importance on bloodline inheritance, so even though Noah's method of changing the subject was extremely crude, it still succeeded.
"Yes, I have two children now." "Two? That's amazing. Your mother and I only have you as our child. We were originally planning on giving you some brothers or sisters, but since you have given birth to two children, we don't need to prepare."

After knowing that they had been promoted to grandfather, both Angliss and Ortheya seemed extremely happy, especially the Dragon Father, whose joy was beyond words.

This is also one of the contradictions of the Metal Dragon Clan. They desire offspring, but because they attach great importance to the cultivation of offspring, the Metal Dragon Clan is often unwilling to produce too many offspring.

Eugenics is a tradition that the Metal Dragon Clan has always adhered to. Although this has resulted in the number of Metal Dragons lagging far behind the indiscriminate breeding of Color Dragons, it has also ensured the adult rate of the Metal Dragon Clan. In terms of high-end combat power, the Metal Dragon Clan is not inferior to the Color Dragon Clan at all.

"Well, I only have one offspring who is a pure-blooded dragon, and the other one is a half-blood."

Noah was of course happy to see his parents in high spirits, but he also had to confess something, because normally, a golden dragon couple must give birth to at least two golden dragon offspring.

"One pureblood and one halfblood, which means you have two partners?"

Orthea, who originally had a happy smile on her face, turned serious.

"In fact, I currently have four partners, but only two of them have given birth to children for me."

"Four? That's amazing!"

The dragon father Angelis couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, but when the dragon mother, who looked dignified and gentle, cast a glance at him, the pale and elegant young man consciously closed his mouth.

"Noah, you are not young anymore. Choosing a partner is your own private matter. I will not interfere. But as a mother, I would like to ask about the race and identity of your partners."

Althea emphasized the word race.

Although there is no reproductive barrier between the dragon race and any other species, and those who cross racial boundaries and make outstanding contributions to the prosperity of species in the material world are mainly colorful dragons, while the metal dragon race is relatively conservative.

The most conservative are the Bronze Dragons who adhere to monogamy. The most open-minded are naturally the Silver Dragons who like to mingle among humanoid civilizations. The Gold Dragons are somewhere in between.

But even so, Noah, who has four partners, is a little eye-catching among the golden dragons, because the vast majority of golden dragons still follow monogamy. Although a few golden dragons have multiple partners, they will only have one partner at the same time, rather than multiple partners at the same time.

"My first partner was a silver dragon. She was a very gentle dragon..."

“It’s actually a silver dragon!”

The couple looked at each other and both shook their heads.

"what happened?"

"Golden dragons and silver dragons are not very suitable partners. Although not absolutely, because their attributes restrain each other, the probability of laying dragon eggs is very low."

Althea explained.

"That's it, I say."

Noah nodded with a look of realization, and after briefly introducing Silver Dragon, he talked about his second partner.

"Ophelia, the six-winged archangel from heaven, is a descendant of a seraph and the mother of my eldest son..."

"Wait a minute? You are not talking about the Light of Dawn, Her Highness Ophelia, the Blessed One of Dawn?"

Longm Orthea interrupted her son's explanation again, and a look of shock appeared on her delicate and dignified face. She looked at her husband who also showed a look of shock.
"In the heavens, the only archangel who fits Noah's description is this one, His Highness."

Angelis lowered his head and stared at his toes for a while, then looked up at the sky and let out a long breath. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Light of Dawn? Is that her title? I've never heard her say it, but it sounds good. It matches my title quite well."

"What is your title?"

Angelis, with extremely complicated emotions, couldn't help but ask.

"I am called the Holy Dragon, a title you should all know. I have many other titles, but the one I like best is the Golden Sun."

"How dare you ask for such a title!"

"Why not? Don't I deserve it?"

Noah disagreed.

"Now we are not talking about titles, but our grandson and Her Highness Ophelia!"

Althea reminded her husband.

"Oh, yes, Your Highness Ophelia, do you know the identity of this noble being?"

Angelis looked anxious, and his eyes were filled with gossip and curiosity, which soon revealed itself.
"How did you establish a partnership with her? Do you know what kind of status she holds in the heavens?"

"I know. What's the big deal? I've already met her father."

Noah recalled his experience of being beaten and educated. Although he gained a lot from it, it was also the heaviest beating he had ever received since he was born.

"You have seen all this? Does His Majesty have any opinion about you?"

"A little, but it doesn't look like he cares too much."

Noah recalled it, his tone not quite sure, but after that time, this old Chitian Deng really never bothered him again, perhaps he recognized him.

After all, even if Old Deng travels around the world with a sword in hand, he may not be able to find a dragon son-in-law as outstanding as him, so he should just be happy about getting the advantage.

"You know everything? Then do you know the age of Her Highness Ophelia?"

"I haven't asked, but she shouldn't be very old."

As an immortal, Noah doesn't care about age at all.

"Indeed, she is not very old. When your mother and I entered adolescence, we heard of her name when we entered the heaven by chance. At that time, she was already a six-winged archangel."

"..."

(End of this chapter)