Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 542 The Green Dragon Queen Seeking a Child with a Large Sum of Money

The alleyway was quiet.

The slanting rays of the setting sun cast a long, slender shadow of Garus.

He showed no surprise or awe at the other person's title, but simply nodded slightly, which was considered as accepting the other person's self-introduction.

"Green Queen".

He repeated the title, then asked:

"The Green Dragon Queen, who resides on the continent of Aurotara, personally came to my royal city just to stroll through the streets and compete with my daughter in beauty?"

Garoth had long heard of this Green Dragon Queen.

Caravans and adventurers who crossed the sea from Aurotara would occasionally bring back snippets of information about her.

It is said that she reached the legendary level before she reached adulthood. She was an extremely talented dragon, but for a long time she remained unknown, silently concealing her claws and showing great patience.

Until the meteor shower fell from the sky.

As the continent of Aurotara descends into chaos.

The Green Dragon Queen seized the opportunity, displaying extraordinary wisdom and power, and rose to prominence as rapidly as a comet.

She recruited her own kind, absorbed her followers, and annexed territories, building a formidable force in a short period of time: the Kingdom of Veridiah.

This word means "green land" in the language of dragons.

Translated into common language, it means the Green Kingdom.

In addition, some people refer to Therol as the Green Emperor in contrast to the Red Emperor in Atlanta.

But she disliked the titles that came about because of other dragons.

She used her influence and that of the Green Kingdom to gradually change the title to "Green Dragon Queen," or simply Green Queen.

This obsession with titles is quite common among dragons.

At the same time, Serol smiled slightly.

"Strolling around was just a side trip; this kingdom is more prosperous than I imagined."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the buildings on both sides, over the towering city walls and towers.

"I had read accounts of Aura before I came, but seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that those accounts were not only not exaggerated, but rather somewhat conservative."

"Your kingdom has impressed me deeply."

“Beauty… is an unexpected surprise.” She paused, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes. “Your descendants are very interesting, completely different from all the red dragons I have in mind.”

Galos did not respond.

He simply looked at the other person quietly.

Serol understood that look.

Because that's how she treats those who beat around the bush.

Those who stammer in her presence, trying to conceal their true intentions with their words, often find themselves unconsciously flustered under her gaze.

Those who can remain calm under such scrutiny are either naive fools or true adversaries.

So, Serol pondered for a moment.

She stated frankly, "I came here to find a way out."

"An escape route?"

“The situation in Aurora is getting worse and worse.”

Serol's smile faded slightly, and her tone became calm: "Initially, the chaos on the continent gave me an opportunity to rise, but now, it has become too dangerous."

"The curse of fury is spreading, and the affected orcs are going more and more insane as they fight. The whole continent is like a boiling pot, and no one knows where the next bubble will burst."

She paused, her tone becoming more serious.

"Furthermore, through some reliable sources, I can conclude that the Nausir Empire is building a super-giant starship, a size that far exceeds the needs of conventional warfare. They seem to be prepared to abandon the continent of Aurotara, or rather, prepared to evacuate in the worst-case scenario."

"My kingdom can still protect itself for the time being."

“Veridia is located in a relatively remote area, and the surrounding forces are all restraining it. But no one knows what will happen tomorrow. I don’t want to wait until the day happens to regret not having made preparations in advance.”

Upon hearing this, Galos remained silent.

He lowered his eyes slightly, processing this information.

Has the situation on the continent of Aurotara deteriorated to this extent? In contrast, Atlantis, which faces the danger of the abyss, seems to have become a peaceful and tranquil place.

Serol on the other side continued to speak.

“So I want to come and see for myself, to see the situation on the continent of Atalanta, to see Romania, to see the Red Emperor’s capital, to see…” She paused slightly, gazing at Garros, “to see if there is any possibility of cooperation between Veridias and Aura.”

Galos remained silent for two seconds.

“You abandoned your people, your kingdom, and ran off to another continent,” he began slowly. “Aren’t you afraid that when you return, you’ll find everything has changed?”

Serol's lips curled up into a bright smile.

"A dragon like you must understand the same principle as me."

She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the towering Dragon Court.

"The kingdom exists to serve me; it is my tool, my foundation, my source of power... but it is not me."

She turned back and looked at Galos.

"Even if it suddenly disappears, that's all it will have on me. I can win back my followers, conquer new lands, and rebuild my kingdom."

"As long as we have our henchmen, as long as we are alive, anything is possible. Before I rose to power, I had nothing, but I still got to where I am today, didn't I?"

"Loss is painful, but not fatal."

"The fatal thing is to place all your hopes on one thing."

Galos's eyes narrowed slightly.

These words coincided with his beliefs.

He never considered Aura irreplaceable.

Although he devoted himself to Aura, he always knew that he himself was the one who truly mattered.

In contrast, dragons like Ramorain, the Lord of Thunder, genuinely aspire to establish a dragon kingdom and recreate the glory of the ancient dragon race.

Neither of these two ideas is superior to the other.

The only difference is that the choices and goals are different.

“You’re quite frank,” he said.

“There’s no need to hide anything from potential allies,” Serol said. “Hideout means defensiveness, defensiveness means distrust, and cooperation without trust is worse than no cooperation at all. I can deceive you, paint a rosy picture, and make you think that you can gain endless benefits by cooperating with me, but the deception will eventually be exposed, and then we won’t even have the most basic trust left. Rather than that, it’s better to be clear from the beginning.”

Galos stared at her, then suddenly laughed.

"The Green Dragon, the schemer among the five dragons."

“Cunning, treacherous, betrayal… these are your synonyms. What makes you think I would want to cooperate with a green dragon?”

There is a green dragon around Garros.

He knew very well that the vast majority of green dragons were cunning and treated lying as naturally as breathing.

The honesty and frankness that Serol is displaying at this moment does not represent her true nature.

More likely, she knew that communicating with Garros in this way was more advantageous. In a different setting or with a different person, Serol's words might have been full of lies and deception.

“You, a lone dragon, have come to the territory of another king.” Garus took a step forward. “Green Dragon Queen… you seem to have nothing to fear.”

With just one step, his aura suddenly changed.

It was as if a dormant volcano had suddenly awakened, and all its power was concentrated on him, pouring out towards the other side.

This was the oppressive aura of a legendary dragon, the majesty of a king, and the power of a conqueror. The houses on both sides of the street seemed to shrink in height at this moment, and the air became heavy. Garus's figure seemed to be growing infinitely taller.

"This is my territory, my kingdom."

"Since you came here alone, you should have considered that I might want to leave you here forever."

The threat was made no attempt to conceal.

Opposite her, Serol stood motionless.

"Since I dared to come, I was naturally prepared to face any outcome."

She met Galos's sharp, piercing gaze.

"If you feel threatened by me and want to oppress and imprison me, I can do as you wish and surrender. Perhaps, you will feel more at ease if I am in your cage."

She spread her hands, her posture calm and unguarded.

“But there’s one thing I need to make clear,” she added. “If you really imprison me, then the cooperation between Veridiah and Aura will cease to exist. My retinue will know what happened, and I’m not sure how they will react. They might laugh it off and continue with their lives; or they might launch a full-scale rescue attempt, though they’ll most likely fail. But that’s not the point. The point is that you will lose a potential ally and gain a potential enemy.”

"Of course, if you think this exchange is worthwhile, then go ahead and do it."

Galos stared at her.

Suddenly, a dazzling light, like that of stars, shone in those black eyes that seemed capable of burning everything to ashes.

It flashed by in an instant, as if it were merely a reflection of the setting sun, yet it was so profound that it could not be ignored.

"Anyone caught?"

He said, "Green Dragon, you are not here in your true form."

Serol was slightly taken aback at first, then her eyes showed surprise.

"Your eyes seem somewhat unusual."

She stared into Garros's eyes, scrutinizing him intently for a moment, her pupils slightly contracting. "Few dragons can notice this, but you did."

Her surprise lasted only a moment.

Suddenly, Serol revealed a playful smile, as if she were flirting.

"However, when facing you, the Red Iron Dragon Emperor who has created so many legendary deeds, I can't possibly be completely unprepared and put myself in danger. What if you are an unreasonable tyrant who wants to devour me the moment you see me? Wouldn't that be too unfair to me? So I've left myself a little backup plan."

"Forgive me, this was not an intentional deception."

"If you were in that situation, going alone to a strange continent and facing a dragon king you'd never met before, would you be completely unprepared?"

In that instant, her queenly aura remained, yet at the same time she revealed a pitiful and vulnerable side, a contradiction that was both harmonious and evoked a sense of both conquest and protectiveness.

Galos remained unmoved and did not respond.

Under his indifferent gaze, Serol blinked, looking troubled.

"Why are you so serious? Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth."

Her voice paused slightly, and her expression became formal.

“I have indeed come, and I am standing right here. I want to talk to you about cooperation. However, my state is rather special. This is not an ordinary projection clone, but something deeper.”

Galos asked, "What state?"

Serol carefully considered her words before slowly saying, "My way of existence is somewhat different from that of most dragons, and even the vast majority of creatures."

"One part of me is anchored to reality, while the other part... dwells long in dreams."

"You can think of it as me existing in the gap between reality and dreams. This body is both a projection and a part of reality. It has the ability to hurt others and can also be hurt, but it will not completely disappear."

Galos's eyes flickered; he didn't completely trust her words.

This claim is too far-fetched.

He had never heard of any dragon being able to exist in two dimensions simultaneously. Even those creatures skilled in illusion and dream magic could only project their consciousness into dreams, not exist simultaneously.

Seemingly sensing his doubt, Therrol continued to explain, "This is my talent, or perhaps... a curse."

"I've been like this since birth, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. Because I was so slow to react, I was abandoned by Daenerys Targaryen. After going through many hardships, I slowly learned to control myself and make both sides become me."

"Sometimes I fall asleep in reality and wake up in a dream; sometimes I fall asleep in a dream and wake up in reality. For me, there are no strict boundaries between them."

She raised her hand and reached out to Galus.

The hand was solid in the sunlight, with shadows and warmth, smooth skin, and neatly trimmed nails, looking no different from a human woman's.

But under Galus's gaze, it suddenly became transparent for a moment.

The light passes through its center, revealing the stone wall behind it, before returning to its original position.

"In reality, I am the Green Queen, and in my dreams, I am also the Green Queen. There is no distinction between primary and secondary, or between real and fake; both are me."

"If I'm trapped in reality, I'll find a way out in my dreams; if I'm lost in my dreams, I'll lend a hand in reality."

She withdrew her hand and said, "So when I said I came in person, it wasn't exactly a lie."

Galos remained silent.

He was thinking.

He had never heard of this ability before, nor was it recorded in his inherited memories; it was completely outside his knowledge.

Existing simultaneously in dreams and reality...

what does this mean?
Does it mean she can't be truly killed? Does it mean she can appear in two places simultaneously? Does it mean her perception can transcend some kind of boundary? Or does it mean she can switch between the two at any time, remaining invincible in some way?

Galos is uncertain.

But he could tell that the change that had occurred just moments before was real.

At least, that's the perspective of his Eye of Truth.

"Let's assume what you're saying is true for now," Galos began, then asked, "If the real you is standing before me, then what is the dream you doing?"

Across from her, Serol smiled gently.

How can you be sure this is reality?

She looked around, her gaze sweeping over the streets, houses, and the distant Dragon Court.

What you perceive as reality may just be a dream; what you perceive as a dream may actually be the real reality. How do you know that the person standing before you right now isn't sleepwalking? Perhaps in another dimension, the real me is asleep, and you are merely a projection of my dream.

What are they saying in their gibberish?
Galos frowned slightly.

He disliked this kind of roundabout discussion.

For him, reality is nothing but a dream, truth and illusion. What he can touch, what he can burn, what he can conquer.

If even these things are unbelievable, how can one live?

"I think so, that's it."

He said in a deep voice.

Garros was no longer curious about Serol's talent: "If you want to cooperate, don't talk about it on the street. Come to Dragon Court. Whether it's your true form, half-body, or projection... come before me in the form of a dragon and let's talk formally."

Serol asked, "Is this an invitation?"

“This is an order,” Galos said. “In my capital, in my territory, my words are orders.”

Faced with this tough stance, Serol was not annoyed. Instead, she chuckled and said, "How arrogant you are. You can't tolerate the slightest disobedience or refusal... You're like a newborn beast, you can only be stroked along its scales."

Galos frowned slightly: "You can refuse."

“After you refuse, disappear from my kingdom, and I will not pursue your unwarranted visit.”

Serol continued, "Then I returned to Aurotara and told my subjects that I had traveled all the way to Atlantis to meet the Red Emperor, only to be denied entry to his Dragon Court? That would be a disgrace to the dragons. What would they think? They would say that their queen had been humiliated and had no right to negotiate. Such rumors would do me no good."

She shook her head.

“I will go. Now that I’m here, I don’t intend to leave empty-handed. Even if we don’t reach an agreement in the end, at least I’ll have met you and know what kind of dragon you are.”

She bowed slightly, her posture elegant and composed.

"Please lead the way, Your Majesty Ignas."

Not long after, at the summit of Dragon Court.

The wind howled, and the clouds spread out beneath our feet, shutting out all the noise of the earth. Above us, the sky was filled with countless stars, so dense they seemed to drip down, forming a dazzling river in the boundless night sky, as if we could reach out and touch them.

This is the pinnacle of the Aura Kingdom, a height that is difficult for mortals to reach.

Two enormous figures stood facing each other.

Galus has returned to his original form.

A colossal, imposing body stood there, its scales reflecting the light of countless stars. Its body resembled a small mountain, each scale gleaming with a dark red luster, and faint, scorching patterns visible at the edges. At this moment, its head was bowed, gazing at the visitor before it.

Serol also revealed her dragon form.

She was a few sizes smaller than Garros, but still quite robust for a dragon. She had a long neck, a streamlined body, and a pair of clearly defined dragon wings folded behind her. Her scales were emerald green, and under the starlight, they had a flowing quality, as if each scale contained a verdant forest, rippling with the changing light. Serol stared intently at the Red Iron Dragon's imposing and majestic body.

Her eyes revealed undisguised amazement.

"I've long heard that the Red Emperor has an incredibly magnificent physique that would shock any creature, including his fellow dragons."

"Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it truly lives up to its reputation."

“I have seen many powerful dragons in Aurotara, but none of them can compare to you in appearance.”

“You can stand there, without saying a word or making a move, and make any living being aware of the difference.”

Galos nodded slightly, accepting the compliment.

"Now, we can get down to business."

"You're really impatient..."

The green dragon murmured, then settled into a comfortable position, its long tail wrapping around its body, the end resting lightly on its claws.

At the same time, she toned down her casual demeanor in the streets and alleys.

His gaze was calm, and his expression was serious.

"My requirements are very simple."

"In Atlantis, for me, or rather for the Kingdom of Veridiah, I need to secure a foothold. It doesn't need to be rich or vast; even a barren frontier will suffice. I just need to establish a stable outpost here, a retreat that will allow me to catch my breath should the situation in Aurotara completely collapse."

Galos asked, "What will you offer in exchange?"

"The same thing."

Serol said, "On the continent of Aurotara, I can also help Aura obtain a territory of equal or even better quality. You can send your followers to establish strongholds, mine resources, and gather intelligence."

"It's chaotic there, but chaos also means opportunity."

"Many things that are inaccessible in peacetime are actually easier to obtain in times of war."

She paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"A two-way retreat, a two-way cooperation."

“We each have an enclave, so if something happens to either of our continents in the future, at least we'll have a place to take refuge. This can be considered a strategic cooperation and risk hedging between the two dragon kingdoms. Moreover, with this relationship, we can also have deeper exchanges in intelligence, resources, and military matters. Of course, these can be discussed slowly, there's no rush.”

Galos looked thoughtful.

In fact, he had considered establishing a base on the continent of Aurotara when he had just unified the North. Because the mountain of Holden was difficult to cross, he had considered the possibility of expanding outwards.

However, as the development of the Fairy Wilderness deepened, this idea was shelved.

After all, developing one plane already requires a lot of effort, and it might not be worthwhile to divert that effort to another continent.

However, Serol's words are not without merit.

Atlanta may appear more peaceful, but the Abyss is inherently more dangerous.

If the problem remains unresolved, this continent might collapse even before the continent of Aurotara.

As for the Immortal Wilderness...

Perhaps because it was born from the material world, Galus felt that the environment of the outer plane was too extreme.

I go there occasionally, stay for a while, and relax.

But if he were to reside there for an extended period, he would still prefer the air, sunlight, and soil of the material world.

This feeling of being grounded is irreplaceable in any other dimension.

It's not impossible to put a nail in Orotarara.

After thinking for a moment, Garus said, "Aren't you afraid I'll covet your entire kingdom?"

"afraid."

"But we should do it even if we're afraid," Serol said. "Risk and reward always go hand in hand, and I'm sure you're not a short-sighted dragon."

The green dragon gazed at Garos and spoke again.

"You established a kingdom, conquered all sides, and unified the northern border, yet you have never betrayed an alliance. You may not be merciful to your allies, but you are at least trustworthy, which is an extremely rare quality among dragons with the blood of the five-colored dragons. I have investigated your past. Every force that has allied with you, regardless of the final relationship, has never betrayed you during the period of the alliance."

It was clear that Serol had come prepared.

She didn't just decide to go to Atlantis on a whim; she did her homework thoroughly, conducting a detailed investigation into Galus's personality, past, and style of doing things.

Red Iron Dragon nodded slowly.

"Yes, I'm always willing to accept win-win cooperation."

He paused, then continued, “Atlanta has been divided up by four factions, but there are still some neglected corners of land. Once your family arrives, and under the premise of accepting a certain degree of supervision from Aura, Aura will assist you in acquiring territory. The specific terms of supervision can be discussed when your family arrives. But I can tell you some principles now: you cannot engage in any activities that harm Aura, and you cannot harbor my enemies… These should not be difficult to accept.”

"That's how it should be."

Serol nodded, not surprised by the result.

If it were her, she would have made a similar request.

She said, “I will send a trusted member of the dragon family to take full charge of this matter. Similarly, I will provide you with some options within the territory of Aurotara.”

When will your family members arrive?

Galos thought for a moment and said, "I will send a suitable heir there, and he will be in charge of the specific matters."

His descendants, Laria.

This red dragon is well-suited for doing something like this.

Serol paused slightly.

"...I'm a little envious of you."

"What are you envious of?"

"Offspring..." Serol sighed softly, her dragon tail tracing a graceful arc in the starry sky. "It truly makes me jealous. You have many excellent and reliable offspring under your command, who can share your burdens, fight for you, and expand your territory. While my dragon bloodline's followers are loyal, they are ultimately not dragons."

"Some things can only be left to the dragons."

Galos sized her up.

"Don't you have any children?"

He was somewhat surprised.

Therrol was older than him, but was probably also a dragon in his prime.

Dragons in this age group are at the peak of their desires and generally have offspring, especially female dragons, whose maternal instincts often reach their peak during their prime.

Given the other person's age and position, having offspring is perfectly normal.

"I have no children, and not even a partner."

"Thérol said."

"I admit that the desires of the dragon churn in my blood; I have them too."

"But I am unwilling to succumb to these instinctive desires; I prefer my rational self, those dragons..."

She shook her head.

“I look down on the weak; I laugh at the naive; I only feel disgusted by the arrogant… Those dragons are not even worthy of licking my claws.”

"As for those who have both strength and brains, they are often old guys, either sleeping in their nests or harboring unrealistic dreams of restoring the glory of the dragon race."

"Let me mate with a dragon like that? How boring."

Serol looked at him.

His gaze suddenly became intense.

Without any attempt to conceal it, he scrutinized Galos's majestic, strong, and powerfully beautiful dragon body inch by inch.

From the horns on its head to the scales on its neck, to its broad back, to its folded wings, and finally to its thick tail.

That gaze was as if he were admiring a work of art.

"You are different."

She suddenly said.

Red Iron Dragon: "Me? I'm exactly the same as those male dragons you're talking about, no different at all."

Serol shook her head.

"Do you even believe your own words? If you were really like them, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me about cooperation. You would either be trying to devour me or trying to mate with me. But you did nothing. You didn't even look at me like that. What does that mean? It means you can control your desires. That's a truly rare quality."

Galos did not answer.

The Green Dragon Queen continued, "I can see that your arrogance, toughness, and haughtiness are all a facade."

"A true Red Emperor is rational, calm, and not controlled by desires."

"Moreover, you yourself are powerful, wealthy, majestic, and strong..."

Her eyes held undisguised admiration.

"Such qualities have a natural attraction for females... no, for any intelligent life. I am no exception. Of all the male dragons I have seen, you are the first one who makes me feel that if I were to choose a mate, you would be the most suitable."

Galos frowned slightly at the scales on his forehead.

The sudden shift to this topic during a serious discussion felt somewhat abrupt to him.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Serol raised her head and looked him straight in the eyes.

“Your Majesty Ignas, how about granting me a generation of descendants? I am willing to pay a hefty price for it.”

Galos was silent for a moment.

He never expected that the Green Dragon Queen in front of him would say such a thing.

"Are you serious?"

"I couldn't be more serious."

Serol said, “I need excellent offspring to manage my kingdom and expand my territory, and your bloodline is the best I know of among dragons. We can join forces, and our offspring will surely possess both your strength and wisdom.”

"I don't need you to be responsible for raising me, I don't need you to worry about anything, I just need you to provide the bloodline."

"In exchange, I can give you resources, territory, intelligence... or anything else you are interested in."

"Name your price, and I'll try my best to meet it."

Red Iron Dragon slowly shook his head.

"I refuse."

Serol's tail tip twitched slightly.

"Why?" she asked, her voice tinged with doubt. "Am I not beautiful enough? Or do you think I'm not good enough for you?"

"It has nothing to do with whether they are a good match or not."

"Garos said."

He carefully considered his words.

"My offspring are the continuation of my bloodline. Their existence is not because of what they can give me, but because I am willing to let them come into this world."

Serol remained silent for a moment.

Then, she made a strange expression.

“So…” there was an unfathomable glint in her voice, “the great Red Emperor is actually an emotional person? Are you telling me that you have children based on your mood, not your interests? That doesn’t sound like something a dragon king who has built a kingdom would say.”

Galos did not answer.

She pressed on, "Then what can I do to win your favor?"

"Does it have to be like in a love story?"

"I'll first present you with a carefully prepared gift, showcasing my sincerity and uniqueness before you, and embark on a long and passionate pursuit, only then might I have a chance to win your... 'heart'? Do you need me to write love poems? Do you need me to sing outside your window every day? Do you need me to hunt down some terrifying monster for you to show my sincerity?"

These words caused Galos's facial muscles to twitch, and he almost lost control of his expression.

What are you talking about?

He stared directly at the green dragon and questioned it in a deep voice.

“I’m asking you,” Serol blinked, unyielding. “What do you want in return for me to have a child with you? What do I need to do to change your mind?”

Galos remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, he took a deep breath.

"Let's change the subject."

“Okay,” Serol readily agreed.

But there was a hint of a smile in her eyes.

That smile made Galos feel that his reaction just now seemed to have fallen into some kind of calculation and expectation of hers.

Galos looked at her.

He suddenly realized that this green dragon was more troublesome than the rumors suggested.

“I will go to Orotar,” he said.

Serol's eyes narrowed slightly.

"what?"

“One day, once things are settled here and the situation has stabilized, I will personally go to Aurotara to see those fallen meteors. I am quite curious about them.”

The meteor from outer space on the continent of Aurotara is related to the source of the Mad Fire.

Even now, although Galos has controlled the Mad Fire, he can still feel an invisible call.

He knew that the Mad Fire did not completely belong to him; a part of that power was elsewhere, calling to him, as if waiting for something.

This problem will have to be solved sooner or later.

“Those meteors…” Serol said thoughtfully, “are indeed very mysterious. When they fall, the whole continent can see the light. Some say it is a miracle, some say it is a disaster, and some say it is a fragment of another planet.”

"The Curse of Fury probably originated from them as well."

“I have been to several impact sites, and the energy there has not dissipated to this day and continues to affect the surrounding environment.”

"If you want to go see it later, I can show you the way."

"But I must warn you, those places are dangerous, not just ordinary dangerous, but dangerous in a way that even I feel I need to be careful about."

"Furthermore, you probably haven't witnessed the war between the two great empires firsthand. That's a scene you can't see in Atlantis. You'll be interested in it. A war of that scale is a true display of power."

Galos did not deny it.

"Speaking of which..."

Serol stretched out her tail wings and slowly stood up.

Her movements were slow, with a languid elegance. First, she stretched out her forelimbs, then spread her wings and shook them, and finally straightened her tail.

"Let's end our conversation here."

“My family members will handle the specific details of the cooperation. They are already on their way and will arrive soon. When they arrive, you can send a suitable family member to discuss the details with them in person.”

"I won't stay here and get in the way; you don't seem to welcome me."

Galos asked, "So, where are you going now?"

Serol stood on the edge of the platform, looking down at the sea of ​​clouds below.

"Of course, take another look at your prosperous and powerful Kingdom of Aura, and then take a trip to other parts of Atlantis, such as Middle-earth, to see Holden's floating city from a distance."

Galos did not stop him.

"Suit yourself, just don't cause trouble here."

"Don't worry, I still want you to have a child with me. I definitely won't upset you. I think I still have a chance."

The green dragon gave a sly smile.

Then, she took flight.

Its enormous, emerald-green body traced a graceful arc across the night sky, first circling once before plunging downwards and quickly disappearing into the vast clouds.

(End of this chapter)