Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 215 I Want to Be King!
"What are you doing here?"

The young man frowned as he looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him. This was a Silver Moon Elf who looked no older than a ten-year-old human child. Although her facial features had not yet fully developed, her delicate and pretty face already revealed a divine beauty that was inhuman.

"elder brother!"

"Don't call me brother, I'm not your brother."

The young man's face suddenly changed color, his expression became as cold as iron, and he looked at the girl with a grim and cruel look.

"We have the same blood running through our bodies."

There was a hint of sadness in Parvati's eyes.

"So what?"

If the original Wayne still cared very much about his blood and blood relatives, the current Wayne has broken through this psychological shackles.

He had already met his biological father, but unfortunately, that father was very different from the father he had imagined and longed for and needed when he was a child.

He didn't need such a high-handed and heartless father, nor did he want to return to his family that ruled the East. He was even less willing to acknowledge the demigod sister in front of him who had received the blessing of the Seven Gods.

Although he had guessed the other identity of Princess Silver Moon, who had been competing against him, before the arrogant king wanted to recognize him, it was too late.

There are so many geniuses under the princess' command, and geniuses are always full of a strong desire to perform. They are eager to obtain their own titles, eager to become famous brave men, and eager to become heroes praised by bards.

All of these require achievements that are widely recognized by the public. The devil is undoubtedly the best target. When the devil cannot be found, the tiefling with devil blood can also be used as a substitute.

Anyway, the vast majority of vulgar people would not differentiate between the devils of hell and tieflings, nor would they care. As long as they saw the evil in their perception being killed, they would cheer and celebrate.

The Knights of Inquisition fought for fairness and justice, and too many of their members were executed in public. When they were killed, one could hear the people's hysterical cheers and celebrations, which were a celebration of their deaths.

It's all just because they are born with a devilish appearance, so no matter what they do or how they do it, it's difficult to get recognition.

Their righteous deeds and good deeds will be regarded as the devil's conspiracy, which is to tempt innocent people to fall and to plunder the souls of kind people.

Wayne knows too well and understands too well the bad nature of intelligent races. Judging people by their appearance is an instinctive behavior. He can change one or ten people, but he cannot change thousands or tens of thousands of people.

Therefore, the Knights of Inquisition, who were born into the world with original sin, can only walk and wander in the darkness even if they are pursuing justice and punishing evil, and cannot be exposed to the light. They cannot receive flowers and applause, as it is not their destiny.

However, the Knights of Judgment, which had been hiding in the dark, were forced to be exposed to the light due to the curiosity of a certain princess, and were then noticed by a group of geniuses eager for achievements.

This is a disaster!
With the spread of bards and the instigation of certain forces, the Knights of Inquisition and the Knights of Silver Moon seemed to have become fateful rivals, and every duel between their members would cause a sensation.

However, because of their innate appearance, the good deeds and justice performed by the members of the Knights of Inquisition are many times more than those of the Silver Moon Knights, but they are still nailed to the side of evil.

No one will cheer for their victory, but instead will pity and sympathize with the defeat of those geniuses.

This is an unfair world, and the Inquisition Knights who were born as Tieflings know this.

However, the gap between the geniuses who are born to be the center of attention and the treatment they receive is too great. Such a direct contrast is too tragic and bloody.

The mental willpower of many Judgment Knights is unbearable. They can accept what they have done, no one pays attention, no one cares, and they can endure it silently.

But they cannot accept that a group of so-called geniuses who have done nothing can trample on their dignity, step on their heads, and then take glory for granted.

During the period when the Silver Moon Knights were harassing them, many of the Knights of Judgment that Wayne had worked so hard to recruit chose to withdraw and leave the Kingdom of Atlas, either fleeing overseas or going to other countries and hiding their identities.

Wayne could actually accept such setbacks and blows. After all, everyone has the right to make their own choices. But what he found difficult to accept was that those who were willing to stay and stick with him would become the target of hunting by the Silver Moon Knights.

The knight who upholds justice will eventually be regarded as evil and be beheaded, which will become the achievement of another genius. His death will become the other party's glory, and then all the deeds he has done in his life will be denied.

This is something Wayne absolutely cannot tolerate!

He can hide in the darkness, he does not need honor, nor does he need the cheers and recognition of the people. He needs nothing.

He was only willing to practice the justice in his heart, but he absolutely could not bear to see his companions, those who were willing to follow him, being killed as evil.

So, on that day, Wayne transformed into the Knight of Vengeance, and he also awakened the power hidden deep in his blood, thus ending the competition between the two knights in one fell swoop.

The Knights of Inquisition are on the verge of disbanding, and the Knights of Silver Moon are also almost annihilated. This is a lose-lose outcome, and many people are unwilling to see such an outcome and find it difficult to accept.

Every member of the Silver Moon Knights is a genius, and many of them are believed to have the potential to break through and become legends, but they were strangled before they could rise.

There is no doubt that this was a tragedy that shocked the whole country. No one expected that the entanglement between the two knights would end in such a way.

However, no one can take revenge on the founder of the Knights of Inquisition who ended everything, because he demonstrated the sublime power belonging to the Augustus family.

Therefore, in the eyes of the lower-class people, the Knights of Inquisition and the Knights of Silver Moon seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and the bards in the tavern no longer told stories related to them.

The middle and upper class nobles did know some relevant information, but they were not clear about the specific details. They only knew that this matter involved an existence that they could not afford to offend.

Especially those great nobles and local forces who had lost their own geniuses could only swallow their anger and could not say a word, let alone complain at all.

"We are mortal enemies now!"

"I never wanted to be your enemy."

Parvati whispered.

"We are already here. If you want revenge on me, I'm always here to help you. But if you're just wasting my time, please move aside. I have to teach the kids."

The young man stood up, picked up a wooden sword, and stared at the girl.

"I will not seek revenge on you. There is no hatred between you and me."

The elf girl took a few steps back.

"I destroyed your Knights, but you said you don't hate me. Do you think I will believe you?"

Wayne sneered.

"If I said I came to apologize to you, would you believe me?"

"Do not believe."

"It was not my order to hunt the Judgement Knights. I did not ask them to do this. I tried to stop them, but they pretended to obey my orders but secretly went against my will."

"Ah!"

"I failed to control them, so I apologize to you." "Born as a demigod, can't I command a group of mortals? What are they in front of you?"

Wayne, who has witnessed and experienced too much of the dark side of human nature, is not willing to give trust to the girl in front of him, even if she is indeed his blood sister.

"My personality isn't as strong as yours, and my control over them isn't as strong as yours."

"So, you want to apologize to me? Don't you think that sounds ridiculous? Whether they obeyed your orders or not, they are your knights."

"A knight who disobeys orders is treason!"

The girl's voice was sonorous and powerful. She looked up at her brother, this blood relative who was familiar yet strange to her.
"You executed the traitor in my place."

"Rebellion? Ha, dare you repeat the same words again and let me record them?"

"This will only be regarded as a conspiracy of the devil and cannot be used as evidence. Even if it is regarded as true, it will only cause unrest throughout the kingdom. Is this what you want to see?"

"So, you have anticipated everything. Haha, you are indeed a born demigod. Tell me, what is your purpose in looking for me?"

"Return to the family, brother. No matter what you want to do, I can support you."

"What if I want to be king?"

Wayne was not polite at all.

"If you have what it takes to be king, I will support you in competing with Brother Alexander."

"Alexander, the golden dragon knight?"

Of course Wayne had heard of the other party's name. Now the other party has replaced him and become the number one of the younger generation in the kingdom, and also the first prince. After all, he has a dragon.

"Yes."

Boom!Boom!
Just as Wayne was about to say something, there was a knock on the office door, and an old head wearing crystal glasses came in. He ignored the elf girl who stood out in the office and looked at the young man holding the wooden sword.
"Teacher Wayne, it's time to go to class. The children are waiting impatiently. If you do this often, I will deduct your money."

"I'll go now."

Wayne suppressed all thoughts in his mind, bypassed his sister, and ran towards the school playground.

"Little elf, didn't your parents teach you not to disturb others when they are working? This has a very bad influence."

The white-haired old principal turned his gaze to Parvati again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Principal. I promise you, this is the last time."

"It better be this way."

Parvati had no choice but to leave the campus under the stern gaze of the old copper dragon.

Although she possessed divinity and could easily see through the disguises of all things and was not disturbed by any illusions or mental spells, Parvati felt that the old dragon in front of her was not as simple as she saw.

This is an intuition. If you really talk about it, it is quite scary because the only one who can deceive the perception of a demigod is another demigod.

"Judging from your expression, the happy ending I was expecting must have been dashed."

When Princess Yin Yue walked out of the primary school alone, she saw a young man who looked a little younger than the brother she had just found, sitting on a tall building and looking at her with a smile.

"Uncle Noah!"

The girl took a step forward and sat down opposite Noah.

"May I ask what you two discussed?"

The girl stared at the young man opposite her. To be honest, she did not find any disappointment on this uncle's face. His high spirits were no different from those of an adventurer who wanted to have some fun in the tavern.

"I asked my brother if he was willing to return to the family."

"Refused?"

"He asked me if he could be king."

"king?"

Noah looked at the tender, pure, and sacred little face opposite him and felt something was wrong at the first moment. However, according to the Golden Dragon's talent judgment, this was not a lie.

"It's ambitious, but it's too weird."

Jin Long felt that there was something wrong with the little girl in front of him, because if Wayne really wanted to become king, then when facing his father, he should not refuse, but choose to accept the identity of prince.

With the blood of the Titans, no one can compete with him, even those who are contaminated by Hell. The same applies to demigods and inheritors of the true blood of ancestral dragons, none of them can compare to the Titans. This is the power that Urnos is proud of.

“People’s ideas are always changing.”

"Ah."

Noah remained noncommittal.

Even without asking, Noah knew that Urnos now favored Wayne, who had awakened the Titan bloodline, the most. But from Noah's point of view, this dark knight was not suitable to be Urnos' successor.

Because the environment in which he grew up was too extreme, the kingdom's third-generation monarch did not need such an extreme monarch, but a benevolent and righteous monarch with a more moderate and peaceful temperament.

Noah felt that Alexander, whom he had trained, was the most suitable one.

He had just recently learned that Alexander had been through many battles and had further integrated with the dragon's blood, further acquiring the inheritance contained in the dragon's blood and gaining the power called the Word Spirit.

Word Spirit Tyrant

This is not an isolated case. Theodore, a loser, also obtained a word spirit.

golden throne
It can increase the strength of bones and flesh dramatically within a certain period of time, breaking the deadlock and sweeping the battlefield in a short period of time.

Although the brothers only obtained a spiritual word, Noah saw a different direction. His bloodline was being passed on.

It is logical and reasonable for Noah to support the two brothers he has chosen. As for Wayne, who has serious problems, Jinlong thinks he should change the direction of his development.

Inheriting his father's throne and becoming the King of Atlas somewhat buried his gifts and talents.

(End of this chapter)