Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 40: Dragon's Hymn
Sifrea slowly opened her eyes, bright light flashing in them. She couldn't help but stretch her strange yet powerful body, feeling the abundant magic power flowing in her body.

An indescribable feeling gushed out from the heart of the great fairy, but when she turned her eyes and met a pair of dark golden dragon pupils, the emotion that had just risen was instantly shattered. Sifrea lowered her head.
"Your Highness Noah!"

Noah stared at the big fairy, especially the long golden hair on her head, which seemed to be woven by the morning light, and was silent for a while.

He had just witnessed with his own eyes that at the final moment of evolution, a burst of light dyed all of Shifraya's hair into its current appearance.

"Ok!"

Jin Long felt his own aura on this newly promoted great goblin, which made him feel a little weird.

Although it is described in the Dragon Clan Heritage that the life breath emitted by higher-level creatures will infect lower-level creatures, but reading the description is one thing and seeing it with one's own eyes is another.

What's more, plant elves only look like flesh and blood creatures, and are not the same as the elves who have evolved into civilization.

Of course, if we trace the origin, it may not be a problem, because in the oldest legends, the first generation of elves were born from the fruits of the sacred tree.

To some extent, they are of the same origin. But after evolving to the present, the elves who can reproduce sexually are definitely completely different from the fey creatures.

Noah had never imagined that the golden dragon's life breath could have such a distinct impact on the evolution of the little fairy, which was directly reflected in the vital signs.

At this moment, many elves in the flower garden gathered around Xifuleiya to congratulate her. They cheered and wove vines and petals into wreaths and put them on Xifuleiya's head.

At this moment, an atmosphere of joy and happiness enveloped the Golden Dragon Flower Garden, because they witnessed with their own eyes the important moment of a little grass elf growing up and evolving into a big fairy, and they also saw their own bright future from it.

Since one elf can evolve, naturally there can be a second and a third. The road to a higher level is no longer filled with fog, but becomes clear.

"We're going to have a party to celebrate!"

"Yes, bring out all the mead we brewed."

“The carnival has begun!”

"Great! I'm going to drink for three days and three nights!"

"Dance, my friends."

The elves cheered and celebrated around Sifrea on the spot. They sang to their heart's content. In the clear and elegant singing, these delicate and graceful little flower fairies danced among the grass and flowers.

It was a beautiful scene full of fairy tale colors. Noah watched it all quietly but did not participate in it. After all, the mead that hundreds of elves spent several years brewing was not enough for him to drink in one gulp.

However, judging by the size of this great goblin, there might be a chance for him to drink some nectar of a hundred flowers.

"Great golden dragon, you are the light of the morning glow, lighting our way!"

"Most High Noah, you are the king of the sky, give us the power to grow!"

"You are a symbol of hope. May your name be sung until the stars stop shining."

"We will follow your footsteps to the end of the world, without stopping!"

Noah had no intention of joining the elves' celebration, but the hymns made up by these little guys made it difficult for him to remain indifferent.

So, the Golden Dragon naturally integrated into the elves' celebration and enjoyed this beautiful afternoon with these delicate and petite flower fairies.

However, everything came to an abrupt end when a wizard who was attracted by the singing came. The wizard, who was as light as a feather, stepped on the flowers with shining eyes, stared at the big fairy surrounded by many elves, reached out his hand, and hugged Shifrea.

"A familiar face. I remember what you look like. Your name seems to be Sif? Sifrea, right? What a pretty little girl!"

Selina held her face with both hands, showing a timid look, looking like a pitiful fairy, showing admiration and appreciation, and then looked at Noah who had not yet had time to react.

"Little Noah, how about giving me this big goblin?" "Of course, no!"

Noah paused, then refused mercilessly.

"Won't you consider it? Won't you ask me what kind of conditions I'm willing to offer for her? I really like her. Even an adult dragon would be tempted by my offer."

The wizard smiled as bright as a flower, looking at the shivering elf, and couldn't help rubbing it. His perfect facial features, flawless appearance, and the light scent of grass and flowers that naturally permeated his body made it hard not to be moved.

"Not consider."

Noah still did not hesitate, which immediately made the big elf's eyes show a hint of gratitude.

"mean!"

"Don't praise me like that."

The golden dragon remained indifferent. The dragon race has never been associated with similar words such as generous and magnanimous.

"whispering sound!"

Seeing that Noah's attitude was so firm, Selena could only put down the big elf in her hand with disappointment on her face.

"It's just a great elf. You can train it yourself. Is it difficult for you?"

Noah couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw his adoptive mother in such a state.

"Why do you think it would be easy to raise a big elf?"

"Isn't it just to let the elf absorb more magic power from the rare potion? It's not like you don't have any."

The young dragon was even more confused.

"You seem to have some misunderstanding. Who told you that you only need to absorb the magic power in the potion to evolve the flower fairy? Is this the knowledge recorded in your dragon heritage?"

"Of course, is there anything wrong with that?"

"Of course it's true for you dragons, but it's not that easy for a short-lived mage like me with inferior blood and ordinary short-lived blood."

Selina said in a dark voice, and the self-pitying tone made Noah turn his head away.

"Is this related to the infection of the life breath of the superior race?"

"Of course it is related. If it were that simple, the herb gardens of those great wizards would have been filled with flying goblins."

Serena's tone changed and she rolled her eyes.

The elves are difficult to catch, but that is only relative. For a wizard of her level, if she wants to catch any, it just depends on her mood.

But a great goblin is really hard to come by; it is a high-level spirit creature that is one in a million and has an incredible effect on promoting the growth of flowers and plants.

"So that's it."

Apparently, the golden dragon ancestor, who had once studied the spirit creatures, forgot to eliminate his own influence.

"So, you will have more goblins in the future. Can you give this goblin to your aunt?"

"She is not my slave. You can ask her about her own wishes. If you can impress her and let her go with you voluntarily, I will not stop her."

(End of this chapter)