"You may not believe this, but I had never held much hope of riding the Shadowflame Dragon, and I had no interest in becoming Grand Duke either."
Russell spoke frankly to his visiting cousin, Mel.
And it was indeed the truth. He had Little Dream Dragon, so naturally he had no great expectations for the Shadowflame Dragon. As for the position of Grand Duke, he truly had no interest in it, because his goal from beginning to end had been to found a new nation.
"You're not even interested in becoming Grand Duke? Russell, are you trying to fly into the sky?" Mel did not believe him at all. "Or are you planning to take King Ares's place, head to the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, marry a princess, and secure the status of heir?"
"How could that be?"
"It really is impossible. Not only does King Ares already have children and grandchildren around him, with several direct heirs, but given his lifespan, we might be dead while he is still living perfectly well," Mel said.
After a pause, he added enviously, "Our country's record belongs to Grand Duke Quentin II, who lived to the ripe old age of one hundred and ninety-four. But in the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, there was a Dragon Knight who lived for a full two hundred and forty-six years!"
If more than twenty years counted as a generation, that Dragon Knight had seen off ten generations before finally departing himself!
"We should all follow this Dragon Knight's example!" Russell exclaimed.
Though he was only nineteen this year, that did not stop him from already dreaming of immortality. Life was so wonderful—how could he bear to leave this world so soon?
Moreover, with the boost of dragonflame, a Dragon Knight's physical condition could remain at its peak indefinitely,