Red Dragon, but chosen by all four gods

Originally, Anglu was kept by Heros in his dragon's nest cave.

Now that there are three new baby dragons, the original cave is naturally no longer big enough.

Furthermore, Macalos could not allow the three-headed young dragon to get so close to Heros, since it was not a white dragon and safety factors needed to be considered.

Therefore, they dug three caves far from Heros as their dragon nests, which were guarded by dragonborn guards who did not allow them to move around freely.

In addition, Anglu, who received Celaria's certification of "change," also received special treatment.

He acquired his own cave near the cave of Heros.

But he's so silly, he still tries to get close to Heros every day, and you can't kick him away.

To accommodate the four fledglings for their "classes," and to avoid revealing too much of his "patient and persuasive" nature, Heros had the Dragonborn Guards modify the cave, creating a new "classroom" area.

Today is the first day that the three-headed dragon hatchlings are attending classes with Heros.

Under the watchful eyes of the Dragonborn Guards, they arrived at Heros's cave.

The time spent waiting for Heros to start his class was the first opportunity for the three-headed dragon hatchlings to communicate since their birth.

As three fledgling dragons in the same predicament, they quickly began to communicate.

Of course, there was also a sleeping white dragon named Anglu lying in the classroom.

But the three of them glanced at him and then chose to ignore him.

Blue Dragon Maglen, with his somewhat straightforward personality, cautiously looked at his companions and asked:

"Have you figured out how we're supposed to survive? What does that golden dragon mean by 'change'?"

Black Dragon Faldom didn't reply, but instead looked at Green Dragon: "Motal, you reacted the fastest yesterday, did you figure something out?"

The green dragon, Mortar, confidently replied, "Of course."

Although she was a green dragon, she wanted to pause for a while to enjoy the anticipation of the other two hatchlings and to establish her "leader" status within the group.

But given the time constraints, she could only quickly state her conclusion:

"First, how to survive in Jinlong's hands has already been proven."

The green dragon Mortar pointed to the white dragon Angru, who was fast asleep in the corner.

Black Dragon Faldom: "You mean, pledge allegiance to that red dragon?"

"Yes, think about everything that happened yesterday. The red dragon called the golden dragon 'mother,' and the golden dragon happily hugged him. What does that mean?"

The scales on the neck of the green dragon Mortar opened slightly with excitement, as if he had already seen through the truth of everything.

"This means that the evil red dragon has found a way to deceive the golden dragon. If we follow him, we have a chance to survive."

Without hesitation, Blue Dragon Maglen said, "Then let's try calling the Golden Dragon 'Mother' too?"

"Then please try it first. I don't want to die." Mortar's tone was full of disdain.

Black Dragon Furdom also shook his head: "It's not that simple."

Green Dragon Mortar continued:

"Secondly, how do we get out of this predicament? Although we don't know what the golden dragon and the red dragon were talking about later, from the beginning, the golden dragon's verdict against us was 'evil souls'."

"This means that the golden dragon's demand of us is that we should no longer be 'evil'."

"How is this possible?" Blue Dragon Maglen blurted out.

The black dragon Faldom didn't speak, but the constantly swaying tail behind him indicated that he shared similar thoughts with Magron.

Mortar shook his head and said, "The secret to this also lies with the red dragon."

"Could it be that the red dragon has really become kind?"

No, that's not it.

Mottar explained his conclusion at an extremely fast pace:

"Did you see what that red dragon was doing?"

"He just happened to burst in and interrupt everything when we were about to die."

"Not only did he immediately show us how close he was to Jinlong, but he also brought along a white-scaled dragon that had been 'changed'."

"What does this mean? He is asserting his dominance, bestowing favors upon us, and showing us how to be loyal to him—to be his dog."

"What a standard taming performance."

Blue Dragon Magron angrily exclaimed, "That despicable red dragon! We must unite and fight against him!"

Before Mortar could speak, the black dragon Faldom spoke first:

"Why should we rebel against him? Being his dog or a slave to the Golden Dragon is no different, is it?"

Mortar scoffed, "Don't you blue dragons love taking little dragons as dogs? You should be used to it by now, right?"

"The family is the family. The family provides care and feeding for the newborn dragons, and the dragons should serve the family after they grow up. How can these be confused?" Maglen immediately retorted.

"What's the difference?" Mortar said sarcastically. "You don't actually think that the green, red, and black dragons hatched by the blue dragon pack stayed behind voluntarily, do you?"

"No..." Maglen shook his head, "Let's put that aside for now, but shouldn't we unite now? Otherwise, are we going to keep acting as that red dragon's dogs?"

"The premise of unity is that you should listen to me, who is wiser."

Motar raised his neck high: "I don't think you're as clever as that black dragon that rolls around in the mud."

"What do you mean by that?" Furdom slammed his tail hard on the ground.

……

Heros walked briskly into the classroom area. As soon as he entered, he saw the three young dragons standing together with their heads held high, almost as if they were about to fight.

That's how colorful dragons are; none of them will submit to the others, and they'll fight most of the time when they get together.

"cough!"

Heros cleared his throat, and the three-headed fledglings, noticing his arrival, immediately fell silent.

"I am Heros Calupel, son of the great Golden Dragon Lord, heir to the Golden Dragon Court, and mentor who teaches you to become benevolent dragons."

The three baby dragons looked at each other, and then, as if in a competition, they rushed to lie down on the ground.

"Lord Heros, I, Magnus, am willing to serve you faithfully!"

"Praise be to the son of the Dragon Lord! I, Faldom, swear to follow you to the death and hope to receive your favor."

"Son of the great Golden Dragon Lord, heir to the Golden Dragon Court, Master Heros Calupel, please grant me your supreme favor, to nourish my parched and withered soul. I will bear your offspring upon reaching adulthood!"

"Pah! You slut!" Magnus and Faldom both spat in their hearts.

Heros chuckled but offered no response.

Don't be fooled by their humble postures; if they were to actually turn their backs on him, not one of them would be willing to betray him.

The chromatic dragon is like this; it's a born evil species.

"No, no need, I think you've misunderstood."

Heros walked up to them and helped the three young dragons up one by one.

Verbal loyalty is meaningless; what he wants is a change of heart.

"I don't want your loyalty, but to teach you to change together and become kind, colorful dragons."

"Therefore, you may call me elder brother."

"Oh, right, but that doesn't mean you can call her 'Mother.' I think that would make her a little angry, and... I'm afraid I might lose my temper and snap your necks."

"Alright, let's begin our first lesson."

"In the beginning, the dragon was inherently good."