A Dragon against the Whole World

In the end, faced with reality, he pleaded: “I…I give in! Stop hitting me!”

“I admit defeat! I admit defeat!”

The two spectators, Galos and Karlus, wore expressions of unsurprised expectation.

“This Iron Dragon fellow clearly has undergone some systematic battle training, with decent fundamentals, but severely lacks real intense confrontation experience, unable to skillfully use his physical advantages in combat.”

Golden Dragon Karlus remarked, “For example, just now, when his Dragon Wings hit the ground, he could have easily rolled his body and thrown the Red Dragon off, even turning the tables to gain the upper hand.”

“However, in his pain and panic, he completely overlooked such response strategies and could only struggle around blindly by instinct.”

“In contrast, the Red Dragon lady moved efficiently and fiercely, each move aimed precisely at essential points, minimizing wasted effort.”

“She must have grown through abundant battles; the gap between them is too vast.”

On the mountain peak, Galos slowly retracted his gaze.

He wasn’t the least bit surprised by this almost one-sided sparring that quickly concluded with a victory.

If we were to go back several decades, when they were all young Dragons, Gordon might have been able to defeat the then-immature Red Dragon Samantha using his colossal attribute advantage.

However, with the rapid development of the Molten Iron Tribe, the resources Samantha could enjoy far exceeded the past.

Her growth wasn’t slow.

Moreover, after decades of battle honing, her clean and decisive victory now is just a natural outcome.

On the other hand, despite losing the bout, Gordon didn’t show much dejection.

Back when he was still a juvenile dragon, he was pummeled on multiple occasions by this Sister Long.

“Damn, when I return to the Royal Court, I’ll undergo more rigorous training!”

“Now let her revel for a while; once I become stronger, I’ll come back with double the insult!”

While pleading on his back, Gordon thought viciously to himself, setting a goal.

If White Dragon Trish knew his thoughts right now, she would surely resonate deeply, viewing him as a rare fellow Dragon.

“Be smarter from now on, stop always trying to amuse your Sister Samantha; when you see me, lower your head obediently, got it?”

The Red Dragon raised a paw stained with a little Iron Dragon blood, patting Gordon’s Dragon face with an arrogant, black wild presence.

“Yes, yes, you are right! I was wrong before, I was immature! I’m completely sober now!”

The Iron Dragon could bend and stretch, immediately showing a flattering smile, nodding like pounding garlic, while madly fantasizing in his heart about the future day when roles would reverse, and he could shine with pride.

Subsequently, Red Dragon Samantha finally released her suppression of the Iron Dragon with satisfaction.

“Go play by yourself. I, the Governor, have important matters at the Alchemy Workshop to deal with, unlike you who can enjoy leisure in Lothern.” Having said that, Samantha flapped her wings, flew to the peak where Red Iron Dragon Galos was, bid a joyful farewell, and then flew straight toward the Royal City Industrial District.

Iron Dragon Gordon grudgingly got up, shaking off the dust and grass from his body.

With thick skin and flesh, he almost instantly forgot the pain from the thrashing and flapped his wings, flying to the peak where Galos was, his enormous body squeezing in with the Red Iron Dragon.

“Galos, Alina just informed me that the Lothern delegation plans to depart tomorrow.”

“Once we part this time, who knows when we’ll meet again. Just the thought of being stuck in that bustling yet confining Royal Court makes me already start missing the free wind here.”

“Especially you, my dear, mighty brother!”

“I promise you, not a single day will pass in Lothern without remembering your prowess and strength!”

“Should you need anything in the wilderness, just instruct through kinship connections. Whether it’s information, resources, or anything else, I will absolutely not decline.

His singular intention now was to cling tightly to this brother’s thigh.

After witnessing the nation’s founding ceremony, Gordon increasingly realized that his success today was likely due to sharing Galos’s glory.

“I haven’t given you an official title, but, Ola Kingdom will always reserve a special position for you.”

Red Iron Dragon extended a paw, patting Gordon’s solid shoulder, gazed down at him, and said solemnly, “Remember, Gordon, even if you are in Lothern, do not forget that your roots are here.”

“You are always an indispensable member of our Ignas Dragon Court.”

Gordon was slightly startled upon hearing this, as if a warm current flowed through his heart.

He gazed up at Galos’s majestic figure in the sunlight, feeling like his brother was emitting a comforting light, and his body seemed to become even more magnificent.

“I will firmly remember this! Never to forget!”

He came to his senses, responding resolutely.

A few days later, the Lothern delegation, including Iron Dragon Gordon, started their return journey, gradually disappearing over the southern horizon of the wilderness.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

After a period of intense attack, Golden Dragon Karlus was breathing heavily and rapidly, while in front of him was a Red Iron Dragon, looking as if he had enjoyed a massage, with a comfortable expression.

“Is it possible that the body of a Legendary Giant Dragon is as incredibly tough as this?”

Karlus shook his paw, slightly aching from the prolonged attack and shock, unable to help but ask aloud.