I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

As a golden dragon that has lived for over a thousand years, Augustine is a true veteran in the city of Hull.

But in fact, among the veterans, Augustine wasn't exactly lucky.

By the time he was born, the glory of the dragons had long since faded, and the good days had been enjoyed by the very old and most senior members.

By the time of Augustine, the age of dragons had long since ended, and humans were now the protagonists of this world.

Augustine still remembers the stories his mother, Griffinda, used to tell him:

Under the godlike wisdom of the great mage Iulam, the floating city of Sinrenar rose from the ground!

The magical empire Netheril, established by humankind, has officially entered the stage of history!

Unfortunately, Augustine did not witness this miracle firsthand.

Before he was born, the empire had already fallen, and the floating city crashed in the heavenly fire. One of the fragments became a treasure hidden in the family's lair.

Of course, even without seeing this, Augustine's seniority still allowed him to witness everything that had happened over the past thousand years:

He had witnessed the death of the elves' last golden age, the destruction of the last high elven kingdom on the continent, the engulfment of the dark army, and the elves' great retreat, forced to sail overseas.

He witnessed the ongoing struggle between the Harpists' League and the Santalite Order, and the endless conspiracies and schemes on both sides.

He also saw gods falling like stars, gods walking on the earth, fighting each other, bleeding, and being killed like mortals.

Even the noble Platinum Dragon was no exception, struggling and tormenting each other with the Five-Headed Dragon Queen, and restarting the Dragonfall War that had lasted for ten thousand years!

Although most dragons were unwilling to get involved in this battle between dragon gods, in the face of divine-level strategy, the idea of ​​self-preservation seemed utterly ridiculous.

Ultimately, countless dragons were forced to participate in this war, and played out the game as pawns on the gods' chessboard.

Augustine did not want to recall the details of that war.

It can only be said that both the benevolent dragon and the colorful dragon suffered heavy losses in this war and had no choice but to return to their lairs to silently lick their wounds...

And after that, there was the Arcane Cataclysm caused by the mages, and so on...

As a veteran, Augustine felt he had already accumulated enough experience, and there were probably very few things in the world that he hadn't seen.

However, Augustine soon realized that he was still too young.

There really are things he hasn't seen before!

Although he was only being looked at with longing eyes by a young dragon, for some reason, Augustine felt as if he were being targeted by something extremely terrifying.

Especially when the other party mentioned drinking milk, even though he knew that dragons didn't need to drink milk, this veteran still subconsciously clutched the scales on his chest!

He quickly waved his dragon claw and said politely:

"No, no, no, child, please call me Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa."

"No! I won't!"

Wayne held on even tighter, refusing to let go, as if afraid that this veteran would also fly away in an instant.

"You're my elder, so you have to take responsibility for me, right? If I can't find my mother, I'll have no choice but to accept you as my mother."

Wayne thought for a moment, then added:

"Or if it's inconvenient for you, I think Grandma would be fine too..."

"Or, if all else fails, I'd like to ask, does your mother need another son?"

Augustine wiped away non-existent cold sweat.

I was so scared I cried.

Rescuing a baby dragon almost cost his mother her life too!

The veteran couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "These young veterans are really getting better and better at having fun."

No, we have to think of a way!

Otherwise, if things continue like this, he'll really have another grandson or brother.

However, even after the brilliant dragon brain that had survived the Dragonfall War was practically smoking from thinking, it still couldn't come up with an answer.

In desperation, Augustine had no choice but to shout urgently:

"Wait a minute, little Wayne!"

Augustine took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound gentle and reliable.

"Little Wayne..."

"Calm down, let go of Grandpa... uh, let go of me first. Regarding Mom, Grandpa... uh, Grandpa... I've thought of someone who might be a suitable candidate!"

Wayne's eyes lit up with wariness, but his movements remained firm.

That old man is really wicked!

They're already making empty promises to him; won't he just run away as soon as he sees them?

"No, Grandpa, you go first!"

"Uh... wait, let me think about it some more."

Augustine's dragon brain started working frantically again, and finally, just as Wayne was about to call him "Mom," he came up with an answer.

"Um... Little Wayne, do you mind that your mother isn't Jinlong?"

"Uh, no, that won't work!"

Wayne shook his head decisively.

"Grandpa, griffins won't do. I'm allergic to bird feathers; they'll sneeze whenever they see me."

"It's not a griffin, it's not a griffin."

Augustine quickly waved his paw.

"She's a dragon too! A real dragon! A pure-blooded, genuine metal dragon!"

"But it's not a golden dragon, it's a silver dragon!"

"A silver dragon? Why would there be a silver dragon?"

Wayne knew that the gold and silver dragons had a good relationship, but it didn't seem like they were close enough to live in each other's territory forever.

A complex, unspoken expression crossed Augustine's face, as if recalling some past events. He mumbled something:

"Well, this is a long story, involving some... old matters."

"However, little Wayne, I can assure you! She is absolutely a very loving and responsible silver dragon, and she has never had children... well, not that she has none, but..."

Augustine hesitated for a moment before finally skipping the topic altogether.

"But don't worry, she is definitely a dragon of noble character, powerful yet gentle, and..."

The veteran glanced at Wayne and felt he should say something nice.

"Besides, she has always... really loved baby dragons. If you two were together, it would probably be good for both of you..."

"If you don't mind that she's not a golden dragon, Grandpa... uh, I can personally go and invite her over for you, so you can meet and chat? Perhaps... you'll get along very well?"

Augustine tried his best to make his tone more seductive, even more so than when he introduced his mother at the meeting.

Mother Silver Dragon...

Although it differs from the initial plan, it seems to be going alright.

Well, Wayne isn't picky about mothers anyway, so he'll just take whatever he has.

So he tentatively said:

"Well... how about we meet first and see? If we get along... then we can talk about it?"

"Alright, let go of me now, I'll go find her for you myself!"

Before Wayne could agree, the veteran seized the opportunity and broke free from Wayne's embrace.

Then, as if an ancient dragon was chasing him, this veteran ancient golden dragon soared into the sky, running and flying, and ran away without looking back.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to leave Wayne a message:

"Don't worry, little Wayne, I'll be back soon!"

The scene was so abstract that even Wayne was stunned.

Damn, you really are a veteran; you should learn from my escape speed!

For a time, only Wayne remained here.

Wayne flicked his tail and lay listlessly on the ground, waiting for the old veteran to bring his mother back.

Time passed slowly, but the dragon still hadn't arrived, and Wayne was getting a little impatient.

Just as Wayne was wondering if Old Deng had run away, a silver dot of light suddenly flashed in the distance and quickly grew larger.

The next second, an elegant, slender, and enormous figure covered in beautiful silver scales woven as if by moonlight appeared before Wayne like a gliding silver meteor.

So beautiful.

So beautiful!

No, rather than being beautiful, it's more like she has a very maternal feeling.

Although this silver dragon was smaller than Aunt Margaret in size, it had a more gentle maternal quality.

Just as Wayne was thinking about how to speak in a way that would leave a good impression on the other person so that she could eventually become his mother.

The silver dragon in front of them spoke first.

"Ugh~ I can't take it! I just can't resist seeing the baby!"

The next second, Wayne was pulled into a warm embrace by the huge silver dragon.

"Baby, Mommy has finally found you! Please, you must be Mommy's child!"

[Ding! You've gained a new level of mom!]

[Number of talismans increased by 1]