I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

As dusk settled, the small oasis where the Russell dragons resided was bathed in a hue of dark gold and crimson afterglow.

The wind blew through the sparse woods, bringing with it the cool air of the distant swamp, a mixture of decay and new life, and also the faint, strange, noisy celebrations of dragons and a few goblins and kobolds from the clearing in the center of the oasis.

The new acting emperor was born under Cody's oath of allegiance, and according to tradition, a celebration involving all dragons and their retinue was indispensable.

Taking advantage of the rare chaos, Wayne quietly left the noisy center.

He didn't use the snake charm to completely conceal himself; he merely concealed his aura and strolled slowly along the edge of the oasis with unhurried steps, his golden scales shimmering with a restrained luster in the last rays of daylight.

Wayne was making a final inspection.

Although he was the emperor of the dragons, Wayne hardly had time to properly look at his territory until he was about to leave, when he could finally relax and take a look around.

Wayne's gaze swept calmly over the land he had ruled for only a few days.

Dead trees, rocks, sparse grass, the edge of Bella's ominous swamp in the distance, and further still, the direction of Daphne's rudimentary cave...

Although the time was short, it left a deep impression on Wayne, so much so that when it was time to leave, Wayne felt a little reluctant to part.

Just then, a steady footstep, deliberately lightened, sounded not far behind Wayne, following closely behind, maintaining a polite and cautious distance.

Wayne turned around, his red vertical pupils reflecting a faint light in the twilight, and he quickly recognized the owner of the footsteps.

Blue Dragon Lyle.

He followed behind Wayne with a respectful posture, but his blue vertical pupils flickered with a complex and unfathomable light, as if he wanted to say something but dared not speak easily.

Wayne took a few more steps forward and came to a relatively open area where he could see the end of the wasteland, and finally stopped.

He didn't turn around, but just tilted his head slightly and glanced at the blue dragon behind him out of the corner of his eye.

"Lyle?"

"Your Majesty Wayne."

Lyle stopped immediately, bowed slightly, and spoke in his usual submissive tone.

"A new acting emperor of the dragonflight has been chosen, though only temporarily. In name, she is now the leader of the Russell dragonflight. Aren't you going to celebrate with Cody and the rest of the flock?"

"In Lyle's heart, only His Majesty Wayne is the only sun of the Russell Dragonflight."

"Regardless of who the nominal leader of the dragons may be, Lyle's loyalty will be eternal and devoted solely to you. Your Majesty's will is the sole guideline for Lyle's actions."

What a powerful compliment!

Wayne couldn't help but glance at Lyle a few more times.

Even if we consider Wayne's past life, he would at least be a strong person at the level of a team leader in the company.

Unfortunately, Wayne was a working-class man in his past life and a green dragon in this one, making him naturally immune to flattery.

"Forget it, my Prime Minister."

Wayne finally turned around and faced Lyle directly.

"That's enough with the pleasantries."

"I'm ready to leave the dragons, and I probably won't be back anytime soon."

His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

"So, you don't need to use this 'pleasure of loyalty' trick on me anymore. Save your energy and use it where it's needed."

"!"

In an instant, Lyle felt a chill run down his spine!

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty is wise! Lyle would not dare...Lyle's loyalty to Your Majesty is as clear as day and night, without the slightest falsehood! Nor would I dare to play any tricks before Your Majesty!"

Cold sweat almost soaked through the skin beneath his scales. Today's King Wayne... was completely different from his previous image—sometimes eccentric, sometimes abstract, powerful yet always giving the dragon a sense of unease!

Is this... the true form of the Green Dragon? Was everything before just a disguise?

Or……

Wayne waved his paw, interrupting Lyle from continuing.

"Alright, Lyle."

"You don't need to do that anymore."

"Judging from your appearance, you've been following me all this way. You must have a lot of things on your mind, and it must be making you quite uncomfortable, right?"

"If you have any questions, just ask. I'll try my best to answer you while I'm still in the mood. After all... blue dragons are considered intelligent dragons."

"We green dragons and blue dragons can still exchange a few words."

"I……"

Lyle was clearly struggling with a huge dilemma, hesitating whether or not to ask the question he wanted to ask.

Ultimately, reason, curiosity, and an impulse to seize the last chance to uncover the truth overcame the instinctive fear of the authority of those in power.

Lyle took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady and direct, free of any flowery embellishments or feigned loyalty:

"Your Majesty Wayne, since you have given your permission, then Lyle will dare to ask."

His blue, vertical pupils were fixed on Wayne, and he asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for so long, the core question behind all the anomalies:

"I do not understand."

"Why... are you so determined to support Daphne to lead the dragons?"

"Yes, I admit, Daphne's performance... exceeded all the dragons' expectations. She can speak, and her intelligence isn't too low."

"But even so, she is still a white dragon. No matter how much intelligence she possesses that surpasses that of her kind, there's still a limit. Even if you want to leave and need to find a temporary substitute... there should be better options, right?"

Of course, a dragon with the brains of a red dragon or a black dragon wouldn't be able to see the secret, but Lyle is a blue dragon with high intelligence. If he couldn't see the trickery in the white dragon, he would really be out of his mind.

Wien did not answer immediately, but instead asked a question in return.

"What do you think?"

"I……"

Lyle hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know, Your Majesty Wayne..."

To be honest, Lyle had considered several possibilities.

For example, wouldn't this make it easier for His Majesty Wayne to regain control of the dragons when he returns?

But upon closer examination, these reasons seem somewhat unreliable, because His Majesty Wayne's power is simply too great, and he has no reason to worry about such things.

Even now, Lyle still doesn't understand how the other party defeated Cody in an instant.

Faced with Lyle’s straightforward question, Wayne did not try to be mysterious.

He thought for a moment and replied:

"Perhaps he just wanted to fulfill a little kid's wish?"

"……what?"

Lyle was a little stunned.

Fulfill your wish?

When did our Five-Colored Dragons become so kind?

However, the next second, Wayne's words made Lyle's hair stand on end.

"And there's one more thing you're wrong about. I didn't hand the dragons over to Daphne, I handed them over to you, Lyle."

"Given Daphne's intelligence, she'll likely be easily sidelined by you, the blue dragon, right? You'll probably be in charge of managing the dragon pack, so I hope you can do your best to keep them in check and not disappoint Anna or me."

"Your Majesty Wayne! You...you've misunderstood!"

Hearing these sudden words, and then discovering that His Majesty Wayne was a perfectly normal green dragon, Lyle was filled with fear.

The blue dragon groveled in fear before Vayne.

"Lyle would never dare to have such an overstepping ambition! Her Majesty Daphne is the acting emperor personally appointed by you, and Lyle will wholeheartedly assist her and would never dare to have any improper thoughts..."

Wayne looked at Lyle, who was so scared he almost peed his pants, and couldn't help but shake his head.

This isn't a new Three Kingdoms movie; there aren't any axemen lying in ambush here.

"Alright, I think you misunderstood me. This was originally part of my plan. As for Daphne, I just hope to fulfill her dreams and make her life a little better. Of course, you'll have to carry out the specific tasks."

Having finally understood what Wayne meant, Lyle realized that His Majesty today was more like a true green dragon—cunning and treacherous, yet insightful into the heart of a dragon!

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

"Alright, now that I've delivered your gift and received the other dragons, everything is arranged, so I can leave with peace of mind."

Is this... a gift?

And all dragons are included?

Lyle's pupils suddenly contracted.

If even someone like myself, who has only a casual relationship with His Majesty Wayne, received the actual command of the entire dragon horde as a gift, then what will Daphne and the other dragons, who have a much closer relationship with him, receive?

Thinking of this, Lyle lowered his head even more humbly, no longer daring to have any thoughts about Wayne's arrangements, for fear that he might accidentally fall into the green dragon's trap.

"We swear to defend His Majesty Wayne's will to the death!"

"Very good, my Prime Minister."

Wayne looked at him and nodded in satisfaction.

"This is the last thing you can do for me!"

"I'm preparing to travel to the Golden Dragon's territory. Do you have any good suggestions?"