"I have a deep prejudice against Metal Dragon. Please tell me carefully."
Garos did not refute Red-Silver Dragon's evaluation. Instead, he took the initiative to poke his neck forward and motioned for the other party to continue explaining.
As Red Iron Dragon who grew up in a cruel environment, he knows better than anyone else the fatal consequences that misperception may bring - it would be great if he could avoid this cognitive trap in advance.
Red-Silver Dragon folded its wings and adjusted to a more comfortable posture.
"First of all, you have to understand that in the Metal Dragon Clan group, those extremists who blindly shout and kill when they see Evil Dragon actually only account for a very small minority."
She raised her paw to make a famous gesture and said, "When most Metal Dragon encounter Evil Dragon, their first reaction is to try to guide the other party to change their camp, after all."
Deborah lowered his voice and said, "The chaotic and evil Evil Dragon is the real dangerous scourge."
"Just like the red dragon, Black Dragon, White Dragon races in Chromatic Dragon."
Her tone became serious and she continued, "They are rich in lunatics who are completely reckless. Even the relatively lawful Green Dragon and Blue Dragon may have completely out-of-control individuals. These chaotic Evil Dragon not only endanger other races, but also us Dragon Race ourselves will be affected."
The wind and snow swirled between the two dragons.
Red-Silver Dragon paused, and then said, "But camp has never been Eternal Realm's constant label."
"Especially those Hatchling Dragon who have been traumatized, if they have been abused or exiled for a long time, they are more likely to slip into chaotic Abyss."
"So if you could take in these abandoned Hatchling Dragon and Adolescent Dragon,"
Deborah's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something interesting, "There is no need to turn them into the good camp - as long as they can be turned from chaos to lawfulness, in the eyes of the rational Metal Dragon, this is an achievement worthy of praise."
Good-aligned creatures with chaotic attributes may be more difficult to get along with than lawful evil creatures.
The evil alignment coupled with the chaotic alignment is a moving hazard.
Garos's paws lightly touched the ground, thoughtfully.
If it is really like what Red-Silver Dragon said, then his pattern is a bit small. In the eyes of Metal Dragon, chaotic Evil Dragon is the most dangerous. For the same evil creatures, lawful evil is actually acceptable compared with chaotic evil.
The lawful evil Dragonkin is equally unpopular.
But compared to those chaotic lunatics who have no logic at all, at least they can be predicted and negotiated.
"For example, my Red Dragon Father, whom I have never met before."
Just listening to Silver Dragon Aldri's simple description in a few sentences, Garos can feel how dangerous Red Dragon Father is Dragonkin.
Red-Silver Dragon narrowed her eyes slyly. "Imagine if there were enough lawful Evil Dragons trained by you." At this point, her voice rose slightly, and she said with some expectation, "Maybe even Platinum Dragon God will look at it with approval."
This saved Garos from flicking his tail vigilantly.
There is no free gift in the world, and he does not want to have anything to do with Deity.
The level gap between the two sides is too big.
Garos, who has a bit of persecution paranoia, will feel extremely uneasy if he is noticed by a being who can determine his own destiny.
God knows what the consequences of the whims of those supreme beings will be.
After calming down, Garos took a deep breath of cold air. "Dragon Valley will not take in Evil Dragon uncontrollably, as long as the number is controlled within a reasonable range."
He calculated silently in his mind.
Even if dozens or hundreds of lawful Evil Dragon were taken in and cultivated, it would be just a drop in the ocean in the vast world of many planes, and it would not be enough to attract the special attention of Deity.
Even if believers pray to Deity every day, unless they reach a certain level, it will be difficult to attract their attention and response, let alone non-believers.
Don't say Young Adult Dragon.
As an adult, Mature Dragon, if you think you can attract the favor of Deity, you think too highly of yourself.
"I'm going to start exercising."
Red Iron Dragon calmed down and invited Deborah: "Together?"
Red-Silver Dragon's tail ticked and he happily agreed.
The wind and snow were still there, and time passed slowly and slowly.
Lothern Kingdom capital city, border suburbs, newly built Sparkfire Monastery.
The early morning mist has not yet dissipated, and when the sky is dim, nearly a hundred children are already spaced apart in Qingshi Square and forming a training formation.
Their exposed skin was steaming with heat, their faces were childish but their eyes were extraordinarily determined, they were sweating profusely, but none of them complained.
these children.
It was Gem Merchants' Guild who took it in and handed it over to the Divine Dragon Sect of Sparkfire Monastery for reserve service.
They are all fatherless and motherless beggar orphans, and they have gone through a rigorous and even magical screening process by the Gem Merchants' Guild to ensure that each one of them has a strong will, a heart of gratitude, and the value of cultivation.
At this time, the children are undergoing basic training of Divine Dragon Sect Pathway.
They maintained the posture of Dragon-Coiling Stance, with one leg independently curled like a dragon's tail, and a heavy stone hanging from their ankle. Most of them were shaking left and right, trembling constantly, and they gritted their teeth to try to lift their legs as much as possible to prevent the stone from touching the ground.
The best performer was a ten-year-old boy.
His eyes were covered with a black cloth, but his movements were meticulous. His body was like a rock, without any tremors. He performed very well among the children.
His name is Aster. He has been blind since childhood, but his other senses are extremely sensitive.
He could smell all kinds of smells in the air, feel the fluctuations of snowflakes in the air, and hear the tiniest sounds.
Perhaps because he is blind and cannot see the prosperity or ugly scenery of this world, he has extraordinary concentration when practicing and makes the fastest progress in practice. He can be regarded as the "elder brother" of Sparkfire Monastery.
"The spine rises like a dragon!"
Divine Dragon Monk Balde The loud voice exploded.
This majestic Monk, shirtless on a snowy day with a giant dragon tattoo engraved on his body, made a movement similar to that of a dragon taking flight, stretching his spine with a sound like frying beans.
The children changed their postures at the same time.
They were both male and female, and most of them were very immature in their movements, but they tried their best to imitate the movements taught by them.
As time went by, they sometimes raised their heads like Hatchling Dragon, and sometimes stretched their arms like wings. They made Dragon Stance one after another.
"Remember! Posture is just an appearance, just a carrier. The real core is "qi"!"
"Feel the flow of your breath and capture that breath."
Balde walked among trainees Monk. While talking, he took action to correct the movements of a boy with a hard face and fierce eyes.
The boy's name is Seros. He is eight years old and has many scars on his body.
He was also a beggar, but he was not as cowardly and inferior as other beggars. When Gem Merchants' Guild found him, he was fighting for a piece of bread and punched to death the wild dog that was competing with him for food.
Just then.
The ground suddenly shook, as if something huge had fallen outside.
However, after feeling the tremors on the ground, the children present could not help but smile happily.
"The great Steel King is here, little reptiles, hurry up and welcome him!"
Iron Dragon Gordon took steps of varying degrees and "squeezed" into the monastery. The attendants followed and brought over a large number of delicacies that ordinary people had never heard of.
Even those foods are sealed in boxes.
But just a little bit of leakage made the children present drool uncontrollably.
"Balde says hello to you."
Divine Dragon Monk, who was in charge of Sparkfire Monastery, bowed and saluted, his movements a little reserved, but his eyes looked at Iron Dragon with awe and admiration.
He is Dragonheart Society, a dragon admirer who is proud to be close to Dragonkin and work for Dragonkin.
"No gifts, thank you for your hard work."
Iron Dragon smiled and took out a bottle of palace potion from under his scales, and gave it to Divine Dragon Monk casually. "Take this as a small gift. Drink it when you are tired. It will replenish your physical strength."
Give gifts first when meeting.
Those with high positions can gain their favor, and those with low positions can win people's hearts.
This is a social method that Iron Dragon learned through communicating with nobles. Except for Princess Elina, he will collect his fallen scales or teeth and make them into small gifts for other princes, princesses, and even the king.
Regardless of the value.
It's definitely a different feeling to receive a small gift from a dragon.
Closer to home, Iron Dragon was reluctant to give away gold coins directly. However, the real value was more expensive, but it was not a magic potion with gold coins and gems, so he gave it away without any heartache.
"Thank you for your generosity."
Divine Dragon Monk looked with joy, lowered his head and said.
"Little reptiles, why don't I hear your cheers?"
Iron Dragon walked into the square with heavy steps, deliberately kept a straight face, and said.
"Welcome the great Steel King!"
The children cheered, very happy for Iron Dragon Gordon's arrival, and the neat children's voices resounded throughout the square.
This is already the third time Gordon has come.
He went out with Princess Elina, and when he accompanied Elina in charity activities, he guided her to Sparkfire Monastery, and expressed his preference and curiosity for Divine Dragon Monk. Then he came here naturally, bringing high-end food to Sparkfire Monastery, as well as his own guidance.
In fact, there is no guidance at all.
Just like now.
"Little reptiles, come and experience a real dragon!"
After the children agreed, the training ended. They gathered around Iron Dragon Gordon one by one, touching his scales at close range, observing his appearance and posture, and feeling his breath.
Iron Dragon Although his body is huge, his chubby appearance does not make him look sinister.
It's really too scary to get up.
"You, little thing named Aisha, aren't you afraid of me?"
Iron Dragon stretched out his paw and gently touched the skinny girl with a body as thick as a bean sprout.
Hearing Iron Dragon's inquiry, the girl who was once so hungry that she was skin and bones, waiting to die cowardly in the corner, now dared to say boldly, "Don't be afraid, you brought us delicious food, I like you!"
"Don't worry, with the great Steel King here in the future, you won't go hungry anymore."
Iron Dragon flapped its wings and said boldly.
Not only for the mission, he also enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by stars.
When he was mixed in with the children like this, Iron Dragon Gordon felt like he could do anything and was regarded as "Deity", which greatly satisfied his vanity.
Scattered snowflakes kept falling.
It's not cold inside Sparkfire Monastery.
"Steel King" gets along very well with the future Divine Dragon Monks. When those children looked up at Iron Dragon, there was no fear or fear of the alien dragon in their eyes, but instead they were full of awe and admiration.
Ignas Siblings The seeds we have sown here are quietly taking root and gradually sprouting.