Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 743 sounds quite human.

Karex, like a mountain range, had inorganic eyes filled with madness and brutality.

Those being stared at by him felt a chill run down their spines.

But Katarina was a girl who was different from everyone else.

She looked up at the enormous red dragon, her eyes filled with awe: "No wonder... even Luscania said that the destroyer of all things is the purest power of the dragon race!"

“Luscania?” Karex asked with interest, “Winter’s daughter?”

"Winter, who is that?" Katarina asked blankly.

"White Dragon King," Armes whispered a reminder.

"Huh? Ah!" Katarina exclaimed in disbelief, "Him? Winter?"
ε=(ο｀*)))Alas~
Is giving children random nicknames a dragon's nature?

"What is Luscania's nickname?" Karex was clearly only interested in what he wanted to know and had no intention of communicating with Armies.

“Luscania doesn’t. She left her parents at a young age and wandered around. Life wasn’t easy for her, so naturally no one would give her any nicknames.” Katarina grinned, her long wolf-like mouth revealing a hint of disdain.

“Winter…didn’t you go to a newly appeared world?” Karex shifted his posture, his expression darkening. “How could you still be bullied like this?”

Who is in that world?

"Nobody, he got into trouble because he had too many mistresses." Katarina rolled her eyes. "The poor thing is Luscania!"

“You don’t smell like Winter’s child.” Karix completely ignored Katarina’s topic and abruptly changed the subject.

He even showed a defensive posture.

The defensive array on the swan ship creaked and groaned under the pressure of the terrifying power of the five elements.

"Male creatures really do protect each other."

"Luscania has children too! Three!" Katarina said dismissively. "Viss, Bobo, and Lily are living very happily."

"The scent of another male dragon on you, is it Luscania's mate?" Karix was completely unfazed by the mockery.

He thought the little she-wolf was absolutely right.

Male five-colored dragons, being in a disadvantaged position, naturally need to unite.

Who can blame Tiamat for being female!

Among the five dragons, the female dragons inherited significantly more divine power than the male dragons.

His poor little Winter, isn't that why he has to make a living on a remote planet?

There was nothing he could do; his father was good in every way, except that he was a bit weak-willed.

Unable to compete with Tiamat's genes, she ended up having a son.

If it were a daughter, the two of them working together could surely help Winter carve out a niche for himself in the Central District.

Ha~ If that old senile man in the Elemental Realm can get something for his rock-headed son, how could they not do it?
However, Winter's own strength was insufficient; he couldn't withstand Tiamat's pressure or Bahamut's harassment... And Winter's father couldn't protect him all the time, so he could only choose to play it safe.

As for himself, it wasn't that he was unwilling to protect Winter, but that spending too much time with him would easily lead to more confusion.

Although Winter wasn't very strong, he was somewhat like his father in terms of intelligence and temperament. He was very organized, knew how to strategize, and could endure a long period of fruitless time for the sake of a good result.

He was just a little involved with Tiamat's incompetence, and occasionally, due to his lapse in judgment, accidents would happen.

He doesn't have the same level of self-control as his father.

Karex loved Winter, the child who was born with his help, and did not want him to be corrupted by the madness that surrounded him.

Of course, this is assuming he is still safe.

However, it seems that although they still did some unreliable things, at least they settled down in that world.

Their status was similar to that of the original gods of that world.

There aren't many dragons that can do this, especially the five-colored dragons.

Heh~ Although I don't agree with Winter's father's choice, now, the only dragon among the five colors that can integrate itself with the laws of the world, like other dragons, and become a part of the world's changes, instead of being a local tyrant, a bandit that everyone hopes will die soon, is the white dragon.

Humans, or other races, will subconsciously lower their guard just by hearing the name White Dragon.

Is that considered a success?
Karex, who has always believed only in strength, cannot understand, but he will not interfere with the choice of his only friend.
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“Yes, Bolaños.” Katarina nodded. “Luscania has a lot of things to do, so Bolaños has to take care of the little dragon.”

"Hmm... Luscania, doesn't she look like Tiamat?"

Just hearing the words "I have things to do" made Karik realize a lot.

If it's a female dragon with a personality like Tiamat, the adjective would generally be 'money-grubbing'.

“No!” Katarina said, dissatisfied. “Why does it have to look like that old grandmother?”

Luscania is so beautiful!

Karix paused for a moment before asking somewhat absentmindedly, "Prettier than Winter?" "Luscania is taller and more radiant!" Katarina answered without hesitation.

Then she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pulled out a huge oil painting from her storage ring and flew over: "Let me show you something."

Karix stared in astonishment at the oil painting that had flown right in front of him, and for the first time looked directly at the little wolf below, which was no bigger than his paw.

Although the dragon god is nothing special, even if he has his own temple and his own followers, it is still just a crazy game.

He was considered by all the dragons to be the strongest, but he didn't actually need so many useless things.

However, he didn't like days that were too boring.

His immense power also gave rise to a strange destructive urge.

At first, he chose to live in the noisy empty tunnel simply to distract himself from this desire.

But humans gave him a better way to cope.

Anyway, it doesn't affect him much, and Karix is ​​happy to have a place to kill time.

However, this did indeed give him twice the pressure.

Knowing that the humans in that wrecked ship were relatively weak, Karex had already slightly restrained his dragon might.

However, the area within a hundred meters of him is definitely within the range of Dragon's Might.

The oil painting that Katarina presented has already flown this distance.

She herself is not very strong, so... is it possible to ignore the dragon's might?
She's an excellent child; no wonder Winter allows his little dragon to play with her.

With a satisfied nod, Karex focused his gaze on the oil painting, his eyes instantly freezing.

Luscania is an elegant white dragon lady.

It is a bit longer than most white dragons, but its width remains the same.

The artist must have been very familiar with this characteristic of hers, which is why he depicted her as slender and graceful.

Perhaps to make the scene more harmonious, her long tail was placed to one side, and three little dragons that looked a lot like her were either lying down or biting each other, having a great time.

“Heraswalg…” Karex murmured a name.

"Who then?"

Armies reached out to stop her hand, but it fell limply to its side… The wolf’s jaws were too long; he had really tried his best.

“Winter’s father, Luscania’s grandfather,” Karex said, without anger, “has been asleep for a long time.”

"Why? Are you injured like Luscania's mother?" Katarina asked directly.

"The damage to my mental strength is too great."

"He almost lost his life worrying so much for the future of the White Dragon." Karex sneered. "Unfortunately, he himself is about to be forgotten by the White Dragon."

That is, his son, who probably still remembers who he is.

"Is the White Dragon's future truly as he hoped?" Katarina asked earnestly.

"good.

"Those who want to live, those who can't accept it, and those who want to struggle, all have their own paths to take." Karix nodded.

"Isn't that a success?" Katarina didn't quite understand him. "After paying such a high price, the result was actually as he wished. What's there to be resentful about?"
Normally, doesn't it always seem like all that's given in return is nothing?

"Huh?" Karix was surprised, then he realized, "Oh, you're a wolf."

"Is it racial differences again?" Katarina said unhappily. "There aren't that many differences. Aren't we all thinking the same thing?"

“Although there are indeed several heads… you’re not wrong either; the one thinking about the problem is probably still just one.” Karix seemed much happier.

But his subtle movements were noticed by Katarina: "My painting..."

"Since you took it out, it must be for me!" Karex asked, puzzled. "With so many dragon friends, how could you not know that?"

“Lily wouldn’t just snatch it; she’d tell me first and give me what she considers reasonable compensation,” Katarina said sullenly. “Neither Luscania nor Bolaños would!”

"Hmm?" Karex's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could tell that his mood had soured. "Could you... tell me their story?"

This is absolutely not something the White Dragon Society would do!
Karex knew that Winter's children might have been in a difficult situation before, but as long as the outcome was good, he wouldn't think that Winter had done anything wrong.

But why do his children, and even his partner, all have a human touch?

Even dragons raised by humans wouldn't act like this!
Then Karex heard a creepy story.

Katarina had no habit of giving others face; she even knew in detail how the White Dragon King was tricked and then tricked back, and how he had even forgotten about his own dragon eggs.

Fortunately, when Armes realized he couldn't stop it, he added an isolation spell to the swan ship... so that it could neither hear any outside sounds nor see any outside sights.

(End of this chapter)