Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 324 You Are All My Treasures
"That's basically the idea. If you follow this route, you can get the result you want without much effort."

Noah, who had regained his true form, looked at his second son, who seemed much more taciturn than usual.
"Now, do you have any other questions?"

"No, these are the only problems I have accumulated during this period of time."

Teramus shook his head.

After saying this, the father and son dragons immediately fell into silence. According to the usual practice, after asking the questions, Tyramus would return to the Giant God Workshop to continue to perfect his mechanical army.

But now this pure-blooded golden dragon still stayed in Noah's palace, looking at his father stubbornly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Do you have any questions yet?"

Although the gaze came from his own children, Noah felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment and took the initiative to speak to break the silence.

"I……"

Telramus was about to speak but paused. After a moment's silence, under Noah's gaze, the teenage golden dragon took out two steel maids with distinct feminine features from the storage space.

The moment these two mechanical bodies with obviously inhuman qualities appeared, a dead silence and coldness suddenly spread in Noah's palace. However, with the intervention of Noah's power, this force was quickly restrained.

However, this kind of display of power was nothing. What really made Noah feel interesting or surprised was that after the two mechanical undeads sensed changes in the external environment or discovered Noah's existence, they immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, showing extremely obvious fear, which was very spiritual.

“I used the soul fire of the winter ghost that I tore apart as raw material to create two ice shadow servants. I originally wanted to give them to my sister as gifts.

But I think what I made is not perfect enough, please find out the mistakes and make sure they will not cause any harm to my sister. "

Looking at the two mechanical undead kneeling at his feet, Telramus raised his head with some pride and stubbornness and introduced them to his father.

Whether it is a mechanical construct or a undead, it should not have any emotions. For battlefield consumables, this is undoubtedly an advantage, but for the strong, it is an innate defect.

Tyramus, who combined machines and undead into one, eliminated or reduced this defect. The mechanical undead born from his hands possessed quite complete self-emotions.

“You have done a great job of tearing apart the soul cores of the legendary undead and using them as the spiritual source of the mechanical constructs. There is nothing to modify.

The only flaw is the deadly power from the winter ghost's soul core, but this power is useless against your sister, so this is a very good gift."

Noah stared at the two mechanical undeads made of steel and driven by the soul fire of the dead, and commented or praised them.

"Since you think it's a good idea, please give this gift to my sister on my behalf."

Teramus took a step back.

"Why don't you give it to her yourself?"

Noah inquired.

"I'm too busy to spend time with her."

The second son of the Holy Dragon shook his head.

"Lies, excuses."

Noah no longer maintained a false calm on the surface and asked directly,
"You have a problem with my father, don't you?"

"You are my father, I dare not have any opinion on you."

Teramus replied.

"I don't dare, but I don't have any. It seems that you do have some opinions about me. However, this is also reasonable. After all, the treatment between you two siblings is indeed quite different."

Noah did not deny it, but frankly acknowledged a major objective fact.

That is, even though his daughter had just been born, the material things that Scartilo obtained were more than any of his brothers had obtained from him.

"The entire Giant God Workshop is serving my ideas, father, and I have no complaints about my treatment."

At this point, Terramus paused, and then asked the question he really wanted to ask.
"I just want to know, what did you do with my sister?"

"I just took her to the city of Elishim for a tour, to taste and buy mortal food and observe the lives of mortals."

Noah replied.

"..."

Teramus was silent for a long time, and then he spoke in a self-deprecating tone,
"Among us brothers and sisters, the one you love the most is my sister Skadilo, right?"

"I take the best care of your sister, I won't deny that, but the energy I devote to you and your brother is by no means less than his."

"Father, I should go back and continue my research. If I don't go back, I will forget some of the ideas you told me."

Teramus did not respond to Noah, but instead came up with a very lame excuse and planned to leave, unwilling to stay any longer.

"Wait a minute."

Noah called out to his second son. When Teramus turned around, the Holy Dragon Lord spoke:
"Your attainments in mechanical engineering are no less than any goblin engineer, so are you interested in giving lectures?"

"Teaching?"

“Yes, I am planning to open a course related to mechanical engineering in Dragon College, and I am having trouble finding a tutor.

There are few dragons who can accept the goblin's reprimand and teaching as humbly as you do, so I think you are the most suitable candidate to be the instructor of this course. What do you think?"

"But I am only a young dragon now. In the academy you founded, all those who can teach are at least ancient dragons."

Tyramus frowned, and faced with such an invitation from his father, he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

It’s not that he has no interest in such a position, but he feels that the level of knowledge he has mastered is not enough to be a teacher, and he feels that he still has a lot of knowledge to master.

"So what if you're an ancient dragon? A teacher imparts knowledge. No dragon can compare to your attainments in mechanical engineering, so you are qualified to be a teacher. If any dragon has a problem with you, just let him come to me."

Noah waved his dragon claw, and his words revealed an indescribable tyranny.

"I want to think about it."

Teramus pondered for a moment and stopped refusing.

"What's there to consider? It's not a pleasant feeling to have a group of goblins driving construction machinery to help you. Don't you think it would be more convenient to train a few of your own kind to be your assistants and assist in your research?"

"As long as the ancient dragons of the Dragon Academy have no objection to me being a lecturer, I am willing to attend the class."

Telramus was moved by Noah's words and agreed.

"That's right. Get ready. I will have the Dragon Fairy go to your residence and build a permanent teleportation array for you that can travel between the Giant God Workshop and the Dragon Academy."

After watching his second son leave, whose mood and demeanor were obviously much better, Noah brought the two frost mechanical undeads he left behind to Skatilo's room.

"What is this?" Scartilo blinked his bright eyes and looked at the two mechanical undeads with smooth lines and exquisite and elegant appearance brought by his father. His expression was full of curiosity.

From the extremely anthropomorphic appearance of these two mechanical undeads, it can be seen that Tyramus has put a lot of effort into them. The refinement of their internal parts and the exquisiteness of their appearance have reached the extreme within his ability.

Even if they are not moving, they are both extremely exquisite mechanical works of art. What's more, he has made these two undead have their own emotions and know fear, which makes them much stronger than many high-level undead.

To be honest, Noah didn't know where this kid found the soul fire of the winter ghost, and he even split the undead core of this level.

"This is a gift your brother prepared for you. Do you like it?"

"like."

When she heard that it was a gift her brother brought for her, even before she got close to observe it, Scardino nodded vigorously and a smile as bright as a blooming summer flower appeared on her face.

“You haven’t even looked at it yet.”

"I like whatever my brother gives me."

"Feel it, you'll like it more."

Noah advised.

The two mechanical undeads in front of them were manufactured, but they were also special creatures with complete spiritual intelligence. Each of them could master at least five languages, and was familiar with a large number of myths, legends and folk stories suitable for all ages, and had many other special skills.

In short, Telramus did his best to create two mechanical playmates for his sister. No matter what his sister wanted to do, these two mechanical undeads could satisfy her. Even if she didn't want to do anything, they could still tell her stories.

Tyramus, who has pure golden dragon blood and an extremely meticulous mind, had long discovered the problem with his sister. He sensed the loneliness shrouding his sister. He was unable to solve it, but he also came up with a compromise solution within his ability.

Since there was no living being other than blood relatives who could play with his sister, he made two of them with his own hands.

"Brother is so awesome!"

Following Noah's reminder, Scardino, who had been interacting with the two robots for a while, couldn't help but praise them.

If she ignored their appearance, she would really think that the two beautiful steel dolls in front of her were two living humans, and knowledgeable aristocratic scholars at that.

"Yes, your brother is a very outstanding dragon. His performance is often beyond expectations."

Noah praised.

This was an evaluation that Teramus himself had never heard of. Although Noah would praise him, it was only encouraging praise, hoping that he could do better, and it was not so straightforward and vivid.

"Then I want to become a dragon as good as my brother in the future."

The young silver dragon, which was born not long ago, is full of innocence and romance.

Even though she was taken by her parents to travel around the secular world, what she saw, heard, and tasted were the most beautiful things in the world.

"That's right. You will all become dragons like me, or even surpass me."

Noah laughed.

"From today on, I will study hard!"

Scartilo clenched his fists.

"How are you going to study?"

Noah asked with interest.

"I want……"

Although he had a grand goal, when asked about specific details, Skatilo was immediately stuck.

"Don't you know what to do?"

"I need to think for a while~"

The little silver dragon began to stammer.

"How about Dad give you a suggestion?"

"What suggestions?"

"How about entering the Dragon Academy that Daddy founded?"

"Dragon Academy?"

"Yes, it is an academy specially built for dragons to surpass their ancestors through learning. There are many dragons who are about the same age as you, and there are also many dragons who are older than you. You can make many friends there."

"I'm going to Dragon Academy!"

After hearing Noah's introduction to Dragon Academy, Skadilo's eyes suddenly sparkled like shining sapphires, and he couldn't wait to take the initiative to ask.

"Okay, let's go to the Dragon Academy, but you have to wait until your grandma has made your clothes before you can go."

"Then how long do I have to wait?"

When the little silver dragon made such a voice full of resentment and expectation, only half a month later, Selena's figure appeared in Noah's palace again.

"Little Skadi, do you miss your sister?"

The legendary wizard who had rushed back from afar ignored the gaze of the ancestor golden dragon and hugged his most beloved little daughter in his arms.

Under the increasingly stern gaze of the golden dragon, the legendary wizard proudly took out a glittering princess dress.
"Look, this is the little skirt that my sister brought back for you. How do you like it? Is it pretty?"

The little girl nodded repeatedly, staring intently at the dress in front of her that seemed to gather the light of stars and moon, her eyes full of desire.

"This is a dress I asked a dwarf craftsman to tailor using moonlight silk and stardust velvet. But the workmanship is a little rough because the dress was made in such a short time. You can wear it for a while. After a while, the other dresses I customized should be ready, and you can throw this dress away then."

Selena introduced the origin of the dress in a boastful tone. Although she was facing Scardino, she was actually addressing Noah who was standing silently beside her.

"How can I throw away such beautiful clothes? I want to keep wearing them."

Scartilo hugged the little skirt, looking nervous.

"Haha, my lovely little Skadi, you are the most beloved daughter of the Holy Dragon. How can you always wear the same clothes?"

Selina couldn't help laughing at the cute appearance of the little guy, but she inadvertently glanced at a certain holy dragon from the corner of her eye.

“Diligence and thrift are a virtue.”

Noah spoke with a serious face, but he was thinking in his heart whether he should go to heaven and find a few tailors from the gods. It would be ridiculous if the clothes he wore every day were all given by outsiders. After a long time, wouldn't they forget about him as their father?

(End of this chapter)