Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 421 Are You Willing to Be My Dog?

"Ok?"

The answer was completely beyond Noah's expectations, and even the Holy Dragon was caught off guard.

He thought that life in the academy had changed his eldest grandson a lot, making him more cheerful. But now it seems that it is not just a change, it is clear that even his core has changed.

The power of ashes cannot kill the red dragon Zetton. This conclusion can be drawn, which means that the little grandson has tried it more than once. However, this little guy was afraid of hurting even an elf or a flower, and would cry because of it.

But now they are treating the red dragon like this. Even if they are a hostile race, it is a bit too cruel and brutal. The metal dragon clan is generally hostile to the color dragon clan, but they will never kill a color dragon personally.

As for the fact that his eldest grandson's power of ash could not harm the red dragon Zetton, Noah was not surprised at all. He knew enough about the power that his eldest grandson possessed. It was a power similar to an instant death spell.

Once you are contaminated by the power of ash, it is equivalent to being judged as instant death at every moment. If you cannot resist it, you will turn into ashes. It can be said to be an extremely brutal and overbearing psychic power.

Noah could naturally ignore this power because his status was high enough, and the little red dragon could certainly ignore it too because he was the remnant of a god.

Even if it was just the remnant of a god, it was enough to suppress the psychic power of a little dragon. Even if this power was extreme, so what? The gods might not even notice it because the gap was too big and they were too weak.

"When did you find out?"

Noah suppressed his surprise and asked curiously.

"When we first met, I realized he was special."

Cesar answered honestly.

"The first time? As soon as you met him, you unleashed your psychic powers?"

Noah was even more surprised. He thought there was a process of transformation, but there was no transformation at all. His eldest grandson attacked the red dragon as soon as he saw it, without any mercy. It was extremely cruel.

Although all major dragon clan branches generally have a bad attitude towards the colorful dragon clan, this grandson is a bit too extreme. Maybe this is his nature?
"Yes."

"Why? Do you hate and hate red dragons?"

Noah wanted to know why.

Normally speaking, the Metal Dragons just dislike the Color Dragons, but they are not ready to kill them right away, especially when it is their first meeting and they don't know each other well.

As long as the colorful dragons do not take the initiative to attack, the metal dragons are actually too lazy to pay attention to them. Of course, there are exceptions. For example, if the bronze dragons happen to see the colorful dragons doing evil, they will still rush up to kill them.

As for the dragon clan, it's not that they won't stop it, but they won't be as reckless as the bronze dragon. They will choose to observe and understand the situation first, and then, based on the circumstances, consider intervening alone, or calling friends, or even calling the parents.

"I am not hostile to any dragon."

"Then why did you release the power of ash on Jayden when you first met him?"

Noah felt quite strange.

"Because I felt I couldn't hurt him. So I wanted to give it a try, and the impulse was too strong, and I couldn't control myself."

Xizel showed a bit of embarrassment and shame. At that time, he just followed his feelings and released his overly extreme psychic power on the red dragon Zetton.

The result was that the red dragon was alive and well and nothing happened to it. After that, he conducted many experiments on it and found that it was completely immune to his power.

"Hmm? You just had that feeling at the time, so you took action."

Noah could understand a little bit. His eldest grandson did not want to kill the red dragon Jetton at that time. Instead, when he saw the red dragon for the first time, his mysterious perception produced a reaction, and then he followed this perception. However, he did not expect that the other party really ignored it.

"I see. It seems you have a talent for perception."

"Grandfather, Jaden, how did he do that? Why is he immune to my power?"

At this moment, there was desire and inquiry in Xizel's eyes. This was the reason why he had been close to the red dragon Zetton for many years. He had always wanted to understand why the other party could ignore his psychic power.

"You've kept him with you for so many years, and you haven't discovered the reason yet?"

"I did find the difference between Zetton and other red dragons, but I don't think this is the reason why he is immune to the power of ash."

"Oh? Then tell me, what unusual things did you find about this little dragon?"

"He is very reserved. He doesn't have the arrogance and temper of a normal red dragon. Before making an important decision, he will think for a very long time. In this respect, he is not like a red dragon at all."

"There is no such thing as being similar or not. Don't have such a stereotype. Every dragon is unique and it is normal for them to have their own personality traits. Do dragons from the same branch have the same personality? This is obviously impossible."

Shenglong corrected his eldest grandson's cognition.

It is extremely stupid and narrow-minded to label and template a certain group, a certain class, or a certain region's biological population.

"But he doesn't behave like a red dragon. I found that he is very fond of studying, but he is consciously hiding this fact and often hides himself to read books secretly."

At this point, César's eyes showed confusion, because he couldn't understand what the point of Jetton disguising himself was.

In Dragon Academy, every student tries their best to demonstrate their abilities in all aspects, even Xizel. There is no such thing as hiding one's shortcomings because it is related to resource allocation.

The more outstanding the dragon is, the more school resources it will receive. Dragons are only treated fairly when they first enter school and receive education. When the results of an exam come out, the treatment each dragon receives will change significantly, with differences in quality.

"Perhaps he himself thinks that as a red dragon, he is too passionate and studious, which is too abnormal, so he deliberately conceals his peculiarity."

"Abnormal? He's an alien dragon?!"

Xizel reacted immediately, looking extremely excited.

"No wonder he is obsessed with learning, almost like a magophiliac. No wonder he grows so fast and is stronger than other red dragons of the same age. It turns out it's all because he is a different dragon."

"No, he's not a xenodragon."

Seeing his grandson's excitement, Noah poured cold water on him without hesitation.
"When he was born, he was just an ordinary red dragon."

"If it is just an ordinary red dragon, then why can it ignore my power of ash?"

Xizel looked up at his grandfather who was merely exerting his will, and asked the confusion that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Do you really want to know the answer?"

"miss you!"

The eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon, known as the Ash Dragon, nodded without hesitation.

"why?"

"I want to know what power he relies on to ignore the ashes, and whether this power can be replicated so that other creatures can master it as well!"

When César expressed his thoughts, Noah was surprised again. He really didn't know that his eldest grandson would have such crazy thoughts.
"You want everyone else to be immune to your power?"

"Yes, that way, they can approach me without any scruples, just like Jayden, and I can make real friends."

"Have you ever thought that once your power loses its uniqueness, you will no longer be special and you will become mediocre."

"But I am still a dragon, the eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon. Even if I have lost the power of ash, I will not be worse than any dragon, not even you."

"Hahahahahaha, good boy, you have ambition!" Faced with such arrogant words, Noah couldn't help laughing.

Although these were the words of a young and ignorant man, there were only a few creatures who dared to make such bold statements under his rule, and one of them was his grandson, so Noah was already satisfied.

As for teaching his eldest grandson to face the reality, this is not what he should do as a grandfather, but something that César should learn through personal experience. The spirit of a young man is so precious, how could Noah bear to waste it.

"Unfortunately, the special thing about Jayden is impossible for others to replicate, not even me."

"What's so special about him?"

Cesar asked again.

"Can you promise me that after you know the truth, you will continue to treat Jayden the same way you always have?"

Noah thought for a while before asking this question.

"Although Jetton is a red dragon, after all these years of getting along, I think he is a very good friend. If the truth you tell me does not involve him, then I am willing to continue my friendship with him."

"I can tell you the truth, but after this, I will seal your memory."

"Is it necessary?"

No one wants to lose a period of memory for no reason, and César is no exception.

"It must be so."

There was no hint of negotiation in Noah's tone.

"Then please tell me!"

"There is a remnant of a fallen god that resides in Jaden."

"what?"

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Xizel was stunned the moment he knew the truth. Who could have imagined that the red dragon, who lived with him day and night and followed him like a follower, would have a backup plan left behind by the fallen god.

"Surprised, huh?"

"Do you know which god it is?"

"You want to know more details?"

"You will seal my memory in a moment, why shouldn't I know more? Even if it's just to satisfy my curiosity at this moment."

"Heliers, the Lord of the Flaming Sun!"

Noah told all.

"how so……"

Césaire was dumbfounded, never expecting that there were so many secrets and twists and turns, full of drama, and confusion followed.
"Grandfather, if you knew about this, why didn't you suppress it?"

"What do you think I should do to completely wipe out the backup plan that a god had prepared for his resurrection? That remnant soul escaped under the siege of a group of true gods and came right under my nose. Even if I wipe it out, do you think Heliers will perish completely? No."

Noah sighed. If he had a life that was theoretically almost infinite, how many backup plans would he prepare for himself when he foresaw that he would fall from the throne of God?
One hundred is too few, eight hundred is not enough
Who knows how many ways a true God has to be resurrected? It is impossible to predict. But in the final analysis, it is nothing more than faith. As long as the faith can be completely cut off, even if it is a true God who is resurrected, he will not be able to sit on the throne.

"Instead of suppressing him, it's better to let him go. At least I know what he did."

Enemies in the open are far more reassuring than the rats in the dark.

"Please, grandfather, seal my memory."

"Don't argue with me. Bargain for a while?"

Noah asked with a smile.

"Now that I know these secrets, I can no longer treat Jayden the same way as before, so I can only seal his memory."

Cesare is very self-aware.

"good."

Noah praised it very much, and then, mercilessly sealed his eldest grandson's memory of the conversation with him. The Golden Jade Dragon, which originally had clear eyes, suddenly showed confusion and ignorance, with huge confusion and question marks in his eyes.

"I……"

"I sealed a part of your memory, which contains the things you want to know, but after you learned about the situation, you took the initiative to ask me to seal the memory, so don't ask. This is all your own choice, and you must respect your choice."

"My own choice?"

Having lost his memory, Xizel was confused. Because his grandfather had withdrawn his will, the Holy Dragon turned back into a statue without any breath of life.

"Cesare, what's wrong with you?"

When the eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon left the dean's office with a confused heart, the red dragon Jetton, who had been waiting outside for a long time, immediately came to greet him, and a burst of curses from female dragons suddenly rang out around him.

"Damn Red Scale!"

"Is there any dragon slayer who can defeat the evil dragon?"

"My Caesar, woooo, woooo, I want to help Caesar too!"

These voices with ill intentions soon awakened Xizel who was lost in thought. He looked at the red dragon beside him and smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

"Is everything alright?"

"I just chatted with my grandfather for a while. What could it be?"

"Has His Majesty the Holy Dragon arrived?"

Hearing this, Jetton looked in the direction of the principal's office with awe. To this day, he had never come into contact with the seemingly omnipresent Holy Dragon, not even with his will.

But his heart was full of admiration for the holy dragon. From the tone of the loser in his mind who was chattering and full of resentment and hatred, it could be seen that a dragon that could make a god hate it so much could not be a simple existence.

"Yes."

"What did you talk about?"

Jayden blurted out subconsciously, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

"There's nothing to hide. I want to emulate my aunt and my father and become a pioneer lord. Jayden, are you willing to follow me?"

For some unknown reason, César suddenly had an idea.

(End of this chapter)