The mysterious and powerful dragons of legend were, in truth, a race created by the last true Watcher Dragon.
From the moment they were created and born, they knew and understood their mission. Through the long years, they had always held fast to their original faith and shouldered the duty of "watchers."
Though they were not dragons created by the Goddess, they had long inherited the name of dragons.
Just as the Speaker had said, they possessed the heart of a dragon.
A dragon in this life.
It took Luo Chuan quite a while to barely digest this bombshell of news.
"Remember the heart that was born a dragon..."
He murmured softly.
At the end of the story, the witch settled in the forest and became the Witch of the Forest, pointing passing travelers toward the road ahead.
The End
Yao Ziyan let out a long breath. Her consciousness left the story in the book and returned to reality.
Originally, she had intended to wait for Luo Chuan so they could read the rest of the story together, but she could not hold herself back and simply continued until she finished it.
Yao Ziyan stretched lazily, then suddenly noticed the silent atmosphere around her.
Luo Chuan and the Speaker sat in wordless silence, while the other three had vanished without a trace.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Yao Ziyan could not help asking. She casually poked Luo Chuan's arm, looking no different from a curious baby.
Luo Chuan sighed. The solemn atmosphere instantly scattered like smoke, though this girl was quite good at livening things up.
He briefly retold the information he had learned from the Speaker earlier, and Yao Ziyan also fell into a long silence.
"Real... dragons."
Yao Ziyan recalled the flourishing yet strange Dragon World she had