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So the newborn dragon flapped its wings.

It flew cautiously towards the mainland.

And it was heading in the direction of the pioneering land where Ron was.

......

When Ron returned to the Radiant Silver Kingdom, it was already late autumn.

The walls of Silver City glowed with a warm yellow light in the twilight, and most of the leaves on the trees lining the streets had fallen, carpeting the ground in gold.

As the airship slowly entered the city, the guards below recognized their king's flagship from afar, and immediately lined up to salute, while sending messengers back to the palace to report the news.

Ron didn't hold any grand entrance ceremony. After more than ten days on the spaceship, the girls were all exhausted from Ron's antics.

I just want to go back and get some rest.

Ron got out of bed, stretched his limbs, and said to his family behind him:

"I'm home."

Silver City had made preparations before Ron returned.

Preparations for Victoria's resettlement had already been made.

A mage tower used daily, though it cannot compare to the one she had in the magic empire.

But it's enough for occasional meditation.

Besides, Victoria has children now, so she might not even be too lazy to meditate anymore.

Victoria hadn't been to Silver City for three or four years.

They were also surprised by the territory Ron now possessed.

The original settlement on the north side of the Tianluo Mountains has now expanded tenfold.

It's about the same size as the old magic empire.

She said to Ron, "Your kingdom could become an empire in a few decades."

"Should I then address you as 'Your Majesty, the Emperor'?"

Victoria was genuinely surprised by how quickly Ron had grown up.

Could it be that the title of "Child of the World" that I casually assigned to him was a fluke, a deliberate mistake that turned into reality?

Otherwise, how can we explain Ron's monstrous rate of progress?

Ron, now smug, said, "I told you so!"

"I am the chosen one of the world, and you won't believe me!"

Looking at the smug Ron, Victoria began to doubt the world's consciousness for the first time.

Perhaps we are all wrong; not all the chosen ones are necessarily virtuous and noble!

As for whether it is true, Ron is a person who appears evil on the outside but is kind on the inside.

This point is beyond discussion.

Over the next few days, Ron accompanied Victoria on sightseeing trips.

Although the kingdom had a lot of backlog of official business, Ron showed no intention of dealing with it.

He left everything to his subordinates and the Imperial Council.

In a world without supernatural powers, Ron's actions as a tyrant would be considered...

It has been overturned more than ten times already.

Unfortunately, this is a high-magic world where the strong are respected.

Even if a large number of ordinary people gathered together, they would be almost all killed by a few dragon breaths.

There are quite a few people like Ron who manage their kingdoms in a hands-off, owner-like manner.

In most cases, those in power wield absolute military force.

If those below dare to cheat, deceive, or fool the monarch.

If you're discovered, you're dead.

All I can say is that these nobles are just too inhuman.

Ron is only just on par with them in this respect.

He treated his subordinates well and was willing to reward them.

Anyone with a bit of ability has now landed a minor noble position.

As long as they do not make any fundamental errors in their stance and remain loyal to the Grand Duke forever.

The final result satisfied Ron.

Ron could still turn a blind eye.

Fortunately, with Perrin and Laun watching over things, nothing went wrong.

Ron doesn't need to purge his heroes either.

Life went on peacefully like that.

until one day.

Ron took Victoria and their two children out of town.

Go to an orchard to pick fruit.

Suddenly, a commotion arose among the soldiers on the outer perimeter.

Ron vaguely heard the words "Attack! Dragon!"

He was a bit cautious, so he first escorted Shirley and the other girl into the small garden.

They also let Victoria in, since she was pregnant.

It's best not to resort to violence if possible, but Victoria refused.

He simply took out the Mirror of Wind and showed it to Ron:

"I won't lift a finger; I'll just keep things under control!"

"It might be a wild dragon, let's not let it get away!"

Ron thought about it and agreed, then dragged Margaret out of the Red Agate Forest where she was fast asleep:

"Wake up, get out of bed and get to work!"

Margaret yawned sleepily:

"Who is it! So blind!"

Don't they know we are the children of the world?

Margaret is becoming more and more like Ron lately, a kind and lawful silver dragon.

There's a tendency for things to move towards disorderly order.

Ron gently tapped the little girl's head:

"Alright, let's hurry, it looks like a wild dragon!!"

The riot took place not far from Ron, just outside the orchard.

It must have been a wild dragon that stumbled in by mistake and was discovered by the guards.

But when Ron arrived with the two women, he found that things were not quite like that.

The dragon is real, but it seems a bit small.

It's only a little over two meters long including the tail, clearly still in the fledgling stage.

Moreover, the opponent was covered in fiery red scales, had exaggerated muscles, and exuded a violent aura.

Not any of the existing metallic or gem dragons in the Terran world.

The other side was currently fighting with the guards.

Despite being just a fledgling dragon, its fiery breath actually burned a first-tier knight to a crisp.

The guards dared not be careless now and surrounded the fledgling dragon.

They wanted to capture him, but dared not hurt him; the barbed wire they threw over was burned through by the flames.

The two sides remained locked in a standoff until Ron arrived.

This is what I saw.

Ron was surprised to see that it was a small dragon and exclaimed, "Huh!"

Then came the pleasant surprise: "Is Lady Luck finally on my side?"

"I told you I'm the chosen one! This is the treatment I deserve!"

Who knew that the little red dragon's eyes would light up when it saw Ron arrive?

He called out anxiously to Ron twice:

"Roar~ Roar~"

After becoming a dragon knight, Ron was able to understand dragon language, and Victoria, who was next to him, was also knowledgeable and had studied dragon language.

They also felt a bit strange after hearing the little red dragon's cry.

"Hooray~"

"Boss, I've finally found you! I've come here specifically to seek refuge with you. Quickly, make these lowly insects stop."

Although Ron was somewhat puzzled, he immediately ordered the guards to stop.

"You said you came here specifically to seek refuge with me? What do you mean?"

The little red dragon opened its mouth, its voice carrying a childish tone but a very arrogant quality:

"I flew here from the sea! I've been looking for you for days, boss! You're my destined partner!"

Ron was surprised that the little dragon had such a sweet tongue.

He actually calls himself a chosen one, hahaha!!

You spotted that? You really have an eye for detail!

Ron couldn't suppress the smirk that curled up, and he glanced at Victoria as if to say:

"See? You still say I'm not the chosen one of the world."

"Does anyone who isn't the chosen one of the world deserve this treatment?"

"A dragon has come to us willingly! Let's find out who else gets such treatment."

Victoria couldn't help but doubt herself. Was she really wrong?

Ron was in a good mood and quickly summoned the little red dragon to his side.

He said in a gentle voice:

"Come here, little darling, tell her how you spotted me with your discerning eye!"

Little Red Dragon is very proud:

"Roar~ Roar..."

"I could smell it right after I was born."

"That evil aura was too pure! I've never seen anything this pure in the inherited knowledge!"

The little red dragon pointed at Ron with its paw: "Treacherous, bullying, opportunistic, greedy, lecherous, betraying his elder brother... and that ungrateful one!"

With each word it uttered, it pawed forward, its tone as excited as if it were checking out a beloved collectible:

"Boss, you're a born bad seed!"

"We're a perfect match!"

"I came right after smelling it!!"

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