Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 1: The Fostered Dragonling
The bright sunshine shines on the dark-colored scales, reflecting the shining golden light. The slender young dragon coils on the corridor bridge, basking in the sun lazily.

A gentle mountain breeze blew, and clusters of various flowers and green grass leaves swayed in the wind. An unknown blue flower was blown up, with a few purple-blue petals fluttering, and the slender flower stem stretched straight.

Suddenly, the flower stalk became lighter, and the petals flew up from the branch, accompanied by the slightly sparkling pollen, floating through the horns of the young dragon and falling on its scales.

The young dragon half-closed his eyes, quietly enjoying the soft sunlight. At this moment, the world seemed to stop for him, leaving only him and this moment of tranquility.

Suddenly, the sound of galloping hooves at the foot of the mountain woke Noah from his nap. The young dragon suddenly opened its eyelids, and looked outside the flower garden with its pupils shining with spiritual luster.

Under the gaze of the young dragon, a cavalry emitting a strong smell of blood appeared outside the flower garden, and their arrival immediately broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

But Noah didn't care about these. He watched the knight who jumped off the horse first, and saw him trampling on the flowers that were deep enough to cover his knees, and then he came to him alone.

"Noah, I am leading the patrol again today. I made a detour to the river valley and fished up some pearl oysters. Look."

The young knight, who had a childish face but already a tall stature, took off the leather bag from his waist and unfolded it to show off what he had reaped from today's patrol. They were pearls of varying sizes, which he had taken out from the clam shells with his own hands, and there were still water droplets on them.

“It’s of such poor quality!”

Noah looked at the young knight's prey with a critical eye. Although there were hundreds of pearls in the animal skin bag, only a few could be called round. As for the ones that could catch the eye of the golden dragon, there was not a single one.

"I can't help it. I still have to complete the patrol mission given to me by my father. I don't have enough time to catch more clams. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely find more and better-looking pearls for you."

Hearing Noah's comments, the young knight Teddel's face turned bitter and he looked helpless. Although he was a young man, he couldn't be too willful and reckless.

"Forget it. As far as food is concerned, it doesn't matter whether it looks good or not."

Looking at the expression of the black-haired boy, Noah restrained himself a little. After all, the young knight in front of him was also the eldest son of his adoptive parents, the son of a feudal noble who worked hard to train in order to meet the requirements for inheritance.

Although his adoptive father was only an earl, the only thing he was dissatisfied with was that the title his father held was too low. As for his adoptive parents themselves, he had no opinion.

As the noble descendant of the golden dragon, Noah has had some resentment since he was born.

After he was born from a dragon egg, he only saw his parents a few times before being entrusted to human nobles for upbringing.

There is actually nothing wrong with this. Golden dragons shamelessly declare that they will carefully care for and raise their offspring. They have a long tradition of passing the buck, and they like to entrust their offspring to creatures they approve of.

These creatures can be golden dragons of the same clan, or other branches of the same metallic dragon clan, but they can also be short-lived species whose character and abilities are recognized by the golden dragon.

After all, gold dragons are freedom-seeking dragons, and if there is a lofty goal or a mission to fight evil to accomplish, gold dragons can fulfill their traditions without hesitation.

But according to the records in the inherited memory, under normal circumstances, the short-lived species chosen by the Golden Dragon are mostly the monarchs of their ethnic groups, or great nobles whose power is comparable to that of the monarch.

But his parents, the adoptive parents chosen for him were only earls, which puzzled Noah. He really couldn't figure it out. Even if he searched through the inherited memories, he didn't find similar examples. So this made Noah quite resentful, but as a young dragon, Noah had no choice. As a young dragon at its most vulnerable and weakest stage, there were countless creatures and forces coveting it, and he didn't have the capital to run around.

Moreover, as a young dragon with the protection of adoptive parents, he is better than any other dragon. At least he is better than those colorful dragons that may be abandoned at birth and can only chew tree bark and eat soil. The superior living environment is enough to make any colorful evil dragon look up to him.

Noah could only comfort himself with the colorful dragon. Not to mention the golden dragon of the same clan, he couldn't even compare with the bronze dragon of the same metal dragon clan. The bronze dragon was a kind of dragon that could fight to the death for its offspring.

The bronze dragon that loves its offspring so much is in stark contrast to the golden dragon that can abandon its offspring and only cares about its own pleasure. How can such a dragon have the nerve to claim that it loves its offspring?
Noah, who became a left-behind dragon one year after he was born, thought so.

"But for you, this is indeed too little."

Hearing Noah's words and looking at his slender figure, Teddel showed a look of annoyance.

Although he was born only three years ago, Noah is now nearly six meters tall. His elegant figure and dark gold scales shining with metallic luster reveal an extraordinary and noble aura.

His head is slightly pointed, with two dragon horns slightly raised from both sides of his forehead, presenting a delicate and ancient form. His long and winding tail sways gently, drawing a graceful arc in the air, showing the flexibility and strength of his body.

For a young dragon like him, the pearls in the animal skin bag were just a mouthful and were really too little.

Looking at the young knight's expression, Noah's dark golden dragon pupils were slightly disturbed, but his tone was still quite cold.

"Then you can get more if you have the chance."

It is no secret that golden dragons like to eat pearls and gems. Anyone with a little knowledge knows this, so some creatures will deliberately try to please golden dragons in this way.

However, in response to these purposeful services and flattery, the golden dragon would often accept the pearls and gems they presented without hesitation, and at the same time sneer at their requests.

The young knight in front of him, his service and flattery can be attributed to this category. He has a purpose, but it is fundamentally different from those guys in Noah's inherited memory who tried to bribe the golden dragon with pearls and gems and asked the golden dragon to achieve their goals.

Because his purpose was so pure, so pure that Noah, the golden dragon, disliked him and felt extremely annoyed.

Because this guy tried to regard himself as his brother, just because he and his parents watched Noah being born from the eggshell, and his parents were qualified to raise the golden dragon a year later.

Those people with ulterior motives, they seek help from the golden dragon, which is a prayer of the lower race to the golden dragon, the supreme superior race.

But in his mind, when Tidel presented the pearl to him, it was just a matter of course for an elder brother to dote on his younger brother.

However, he also had a request, but this request was to make Noah recognize his status and identity as the eldest brother. Just based on this intention, it was impossible for Noah to have a very good attitude towards him.

How could a mere short-lived creature be qualified to be his elder brother?
(End of this chapter)