I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

To be honest, Ingrid, who is a golden dragon, has been in a very irritable mood lately.

Although neither her mother Margaret, nor the older Golden Dragon Uncles, nor Grandpa Auguston had explicitly said anything, Ingrid could still sense a vague sense of unease and urgency.

It's as if a great storm is coming in the future.

What first unsettled Ingrid was the increasing number of Dragonborn.

Dragonborn were once very rare.

As representatives of the will of the dragon god Bahamut, the Platinum Knights were extremely rare in ancient times. Although Bahamut revived the Dragonborn after a great war, their numbers were far from what they are today.

Moreover, the trend of expansion is becoming more and more obvious. The evaluation, which was held once every three years, has been continuously compressed to once a year, half a year, three months, one month, and even half a month now.

The shortened timeframe will inevitably lead to an increase in the number of Dragonborn.

Not to mention, the number of people selected each time to receive the blessing and become candidates for Dragonborn has increased from just a handful at the beginning to fifteen now.

Does Mount Valius need so many Platinum Knights?

Are there really so many good people in Hull who truly deserve this honor?

Another issue that she found difficult to understand was Jinlong's complete relinquishment of governance over Hel City.

Ingrid was not the kind of arrogant golden dragon who believed that every inch of human land should be directly and brutally managed with its claws.

However, she always believed that since Hull City was located within the traditional territory of the Golden Dragons, the Golden Dragons should have considerable supervisory and governance rights over the city.

Not all human nobles are wise. Those greedy and short-sighted individuals might come up with bizarre policies that incur public wrath and resentment, ultimately causing suffering to the common people at the bottom of society.

With Jinlong's supervision and checks and balances, the situation will be much better.

However, Grandpa Augustine and his colleagues made the exact opposite decision.

Almost all governance powers in the city of Hel, including lawmaking, administration, and military command, were completely returned to the human king and noble council.

All that remained for the Golden Dragons was their nominally supreme status and the right to tax everything within their territory.

Of course, if he so chooses, Jinlong can still act as a chivalrous knight in Hel City, and is not bound by human laws.

But Ingrid sadly discovered that, apart from relaxing by petting human cubs at the orphanage, almost no one left Mount Varius anymore.

They even neglected their duty to uphold justice.

Ingrid asked her mother and received a rather intriguing answer:

There is no longer any evil in the city of Hel, so there is no need for people to act as heroes anymore. They only need to go out and eliminate the real evil when it emerges.

Isn't this ridiculous?

Ingrid didn't believe in the nonsense that evil didn't exist, so she kept reading the newspapers sent to her by humans, trying to see if evil still existed in the city.

The newspaper articles were filled with praise and celebration.

Merchants trade fairly, without cheating the young or the old; there are no beggars on the streets, and everyone lives in peace and contentment; nobles generously give money to help the needy; the rich are compassionate and perform good deeds far and wide…

It reads like a mythical epic sung by a bard, so beautiful it seems unreal.

Ingrid didn't believe in superstition.

So she specifically left Mount Varius and came to Hel.

To be honest, most people are indeed very kind, but that doesn't mean they've completely eradicated evil from the earthly kingdom of heaven.

Petty theft, deception, starving vagrants, and arrogant nobles all exist.

Of course, that's not all.

What truly shocked Ingrid was that there was a place in Hull that was completely isolated from normal cities, where all laws did not apply.

All evils fester here, including the cruel abuse of human cubs, which the Golden Dragon finds most intolerable.

How could a newborn dragon tolerate such behavior?

At first, Ingrid had no experience dealing with this kind of thing, so she immediately transformed into her true form and brutally killed several thugs.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the human city patrol. They held Ingrid in high esteem, praising the young dragon's sense of justice and promising to handle the matter properly so that justice would prevail.

Ingrid, with her limited experience, believed it.

However, the young dragon soon learned the power of the human's soft blade.

No matter when she inquired, the responses were always "being processed," "some difficulties have been encountered temporarily," "this issue is not under our jurisdiction and has been transferred to another department," or "it is still in process, please wait patiently"...

During those months, the young dragon was kicked around like a ball, completely disoriented. The complex set of rules designed by humans left her dizzy and confused, to the point that she wished she could strangle all the humans who had kicked her around like a ball.

In the end, humans gave her a big surprise.

There was absolutely no news about that in the newspapers!

666, and there's also the history book of time!

Ingrid had no other choice but to seek help from other golden dragons in the Valius Mountains.

However, her mother Margaret did not believe her, and the other uncles and aunts were ambiguous, either advising her not to meddle in human affairs.

Grandpa Augustine, on the other hand, simply couldn't be seen.

Finally, after much difficulty, they met, and Ingrid received a very cryptic remark from the veteran:

"Let it rain if it wants to, and let a mother remarry if she wants to. Humans will make their own choices."

How can this be allowed?

In Jinlong's philosophy, it is not that humanity chooses justice and order, but rather that humanity is chosen by justice and order.

Abandoning these responsibilities and obligations is no different from suicide for human beings.

As a golden dragon, I also have a duty to uphold justice for humanity.

So the young dragon secretly investigated and collected evidence, preparing to take down the mastermind in one fell swoop.

During this time, Ingrid also witnessed all sorts of ugliness and the continuous depravity of Hull City.

Recently, things have gotten even worse. I heard that the security situation has deteriorated to the point that people are daring to disguise themselves as golden dragons and break into normal neighborhoods to set fires.

It seems humanity truly needs heroes! They need the golden dragon to once again rescue them from the darkness!

Ingrid believed herself to be the righteous hero who would save humanity, and during a sacrifice, the young dragon finally seized the opportunity to sneak in.

She thought there wouldn't be any problems. All she had to do was shout out that cool line that the Golden Dragons liked to say, and then eliminate these cultists.

However, to the young dragon's utter surprise, at this crucial moment, it was attacked by someone...

Oh no, it should be said that it was stolen by a dragon.

The other person nearly kicked Ingrid's clothes open with a powerful flying kick.

More importantly, the opponent was really strong. Not long after she got up, all the cultists were wiped out!

After months of hard work, risking everything to gather intelligence, and meticulously preparing for the hero's debut and the execution of justice... all the credit, achievements, and limelight were stolen by this guy who appeared out of nowhere!

The young dragon was puzzled, confused, and helpless.

Although this incident did make her so angry that her scales almost popped out, Ingrid was, after all, a kind golden dragon.

After calming down, she comforted herself: no matter who did it, it's always a good thing that evil has been eliminated.

Although the method was a bit crude and it stole the limelight, which was a little annoying, the result was good.

Well, just a tiny bit, just a tiny bit of complaint!

It's really only a tiny bit!

But when she dragged her tired body back to Mount Valius, before she could even complain to her mother, she was shocked to learn that the despicable colleague who had stolen her credit and limelight had actually come to Mount Valius and become the number one on Hel Star, and was to be personally received by Grandpa Auguston!

This was already enough to make her feel frustrated.

But what Ingrid never expected was—

This guy who stole all the credit is really pushing his luck; he's going to steal his own mother too!

I'll fuck your mother!

They really think they can mold a golden dragon like clay!

Stealing credit is one thing, but now they're even trying to steal your mother's credit?!

This is intolerable!

If my aunt can tolerate this, then I, Ingrid, absolutely cannot tolerate it!

Even if a young dragon has the best temper, it would never tolerate such a thing happening.

If that's the case, she might as well give up being a golden dragon and become a dragon turtle instead, carrying a tortoise shell on her back.

And so, Ingrid began her rebellion!

"I absolutely! Absolutely! Will not! Let him become my mother's child!"