Garos left Bernardo and arrived at Fey Wilds.
As if passing through an invisible curtain, the fragrance of grass and trees replaced the smell of Material Plane. The sweet fragrance of nectar was mixed with every breath. The sun was brighter than outside, falling down and casting mottled light and shadow on the ground covered with flowers and grass.
Garos did not stop and flew straight to the depths of Verdant Gardens.
After a while, he landed on an open grassland.
The surrounding trees form a natural barrier, and the sun shines through the gaps in the canopy, illuminating the wildflowers on the grass.
Several figures are already waiting here.
Red-Silver Dragon Deborah was lying in the shade of a tree not far away, her rose-colored scales glowing softly in the sunlight. She raised her head and her eyes fell on Garos, soft and calm, not in a hurry to speak.
Gold Dragon Nasha is entrenched beside Deborah.
Her body was slightly larger than Deborah, and her golden scales shone brightly, like a ball of solidified sunlight. When she saw Red Iron Dragon arriving, her eyes lit up, and she rushed towards her regardless of the other dragons' looks.
"Come, let me touch you."
Gold Dragon came forward with a playful smile, groping with Red Iron Dragon's body with his sharp claws, touching the dragon scales and squeezing the muscles.
"Let's see if your muscles are harder. Well--it seems to be a little harder than the last time we met. Here, yes, it's right here. It's a good workout."
She hugged him for a while, and then separated with satisfaction.
On the other end, Gold Dragon, Alberto, lay lazily on the grass, with their wings spread out, their heads resting on their front paws, squinting in the sun, looking like they were enjoying the sunshine.
"I have something to tell you."
Garos's eyes swept across the dragon present, his voice calm.
Fairy Dragon Vera jumped out of nowhere and flew in front of him immediately, eyes wide open, wings flapping rapidly, and hovering in front of his face.
"What's the matter? Is there another Archdemon to kill?"
Her tone was full of excitement, "I'm ready! Let me go with you! Let's work together, you are responsible for the frontal attack, and I am responsible for the sneak attack, and we will kill indiscriminately. I guarantee that those Demon will cry for their father and mother!"
Garos glanced at her.
"No, I'm going to sleep."
Vera The excitement on his face solidified, and then collapsed, like a flower wilted by frost.
"Well, it turns out you didn't ask me to fight."
She said disappointedly.
Deborah stood up from the shade of the tree and walked slowly to Red Iron Dragon.
"How long are you going to sleep for?"
she asked.
Garos said calmly, "In my situation, it may take about a hundred years for me to fall asleep in my prime, but this time is different. Greenwild Queen can shorten my sleep time."
"Have you thought about it?"
Deborah looked at him with a trace of worry in his eyes, "Bernardo seems to be calm now, but the problem has not really been solved. You are sleeping at this time----"
"That's why I came to tell you."
Garos said.
Deborah was thoughtful, and then suggested. "How about you sleep at Fey Wilds?"
"This is the Fae plane. It is relatively safe. It is difficult for Demon to infiltrate. The disputes of Material Plane will not affect you here. If you sleep here, no matter what happens to Bernardo, it will not affect you.
, Vera became excited again and flapped his wings.
"Yes, yes! Sleep here! I can take care of you!"
"When you fall asleep, I tell you stories every day! I sing you lullabies and make sure you sleep soundly! And I promise not to graffiti on you or do other pranks on you."
Garos shook his head. "No."
Vera flew around him quickly, puffing up his cheeks. "Why why why?"
"Because Seroel."
Garos explained, "Her talent can shorten my sleeping time, at least half, but she is not strong enough to ignore the plane barrier. The premise is that we must be on the same plane."
"She can't pull me to sleep here."
It is indeed safer at Fey Wilds.
If there were no Seroel, Garos would choose to sleep here, but now, sleeping in Fey Wilds means giving up most of the sleeping time and giving up the opportunity to wake up early.
"Let her come Fey Wilds."
Vera tilted his head. "She won't reject you, right? You've already spoken, can she still say no?"
Garos shook his head slightly.
"I said it, and she clearly refused."
Although Seroel is a little obsessed with him, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have her own thoughts.
On the contrary, she is very independent, otherwise she would not be able to establish a country in the chaotic Orotara.
Give up everything about yourself and stay in a strange plane for decades? It's normal for her to refuse, and Garos can understand it.
At this time, Nasha spoke.
"If you don't want to sleep in Material Plane, there is another option."
Garos looked at her.
"Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm."
Nasha said excitedly, "Contact my father and ask him to help you make arrangements. It is very safe in the Dragon Realm. I return to the Dragon Realm almost every time I fall asleep. There are ancient restrictions there, guarded by Metal Dragon, and Destiny Dragon King exists. It is safer than anywhere in Material Plane."
On the other side, Alberto opened his eyes and raised his head.
"Dragon Realm? Are you kidding me?"
Nasha glared at him. "Why are you kidding?"
"Garos is Red Emperor, the lord of a country, Overlord of Aura." Alberto stood up from the ground, shook his body, and shook off the grass clippings on his scales, "His identity is there."
"So?"
Nasha asked back, saying, "Because of his identity, Dragon Realm will pay more attention to him."
"No." Alberto walked over and stood in front of her sister. "Don't forget, Dragon Realm has always been neutral and does not interfere in the disputes on the mainland. They allow the dragon to enter, but do not allow any force to bring the dispute into it."
He looked at Garos, his eyes serious.
"If Garos goes, it means that Aura's problems will also be brought into it.
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"Those old antiques can't possibly agree."
"Even if my father is willing to help, he will be suppressed by the elders. You know the temper of those old guys. They would rather break their own horns than violate their principles."
Compared to Nasha, Alberto is more aware of the importance Metal Dragons attach to certain rules.
He has done trouble and destruction more often, and has seen how stubborn the elders are.
Nasha sighed after listening.
"Okay."
She said reluctantly, "Although I don't want to admit it, what you said makes some sense."
Alberto chuckled and took a step closer.
"But, I have a better idea."
Garos looked at him. "What?"
Alberto puffed out his chest, as if announcing a great plan.
"Whenever you become stronger than Dragon King, go and capture Dragon Realm, change all the broken rules, and abolish them all."
"When the time comes, you can sleep wherever you want, who dares to stop you?"
He is Gold Dragon, but when he said this, he had a ruthless look on his face, completely unlike the traditional Gold Dragon. If the old-fashioned dragon Dragon Realm heard this, he would probably be so angry that he fainted on the spot.
"I'm not interested in the Dragon Realm's affairs."
Garos said.
Alberto shrugged, not disappointed either.
"Okay." He lay back on the grass again, "Then, when the great Golden Emperor grows up, he will personally let Dragon Realm make changes. When the time comes, don't compete with me."
Garos is too lazy to pay attention to him.
Nasha glared at his younger brother. "Don't talk nonsense."
Alberto curled his lips, stopped talking, and continued to squint his eyes in the sun.
At this time, Garos turned to his two friends.
His eyes swept across Deborah's face and then landed on Nasha.
"This is not the first time that I have fallen asleep, so there is no need to be so nervous."
As he said that, he looked at Fairy Dragon again. "Vera, wait until I wake up and listen to your story."
"Okay!"
Vera said, "I have saved many, many stories, some are new, some are old, some are long, some are short, and some I made up myself! I will tell them to you together when the time comes. I won't be able to finish them in three days and three nights."
After a while, Garos returned to Dragon Court.
He did not fall asleep immediately.
In the next few days, he explained everything that needed to be explained.
As for blood relatives, Sorog and Samantha are the key points.
In the wide hall, three giant dragons sit facing each other.
The red dragon Samantha is entrenched on the left side, flicking its tail from time to time, looking like it can't sit still. Iron Dragon Sorog is on the right side, with a calm posture and focused eyes.
"How long did you sleep for this time?"
Samantha spoke first.
Garos thought for a while and said, "It should be about fifty years."
Samantha grinned. "Sorog and I always fall asleep after you, and then wake up before you."
"But this time, you should wake up before us. By the time we wake up, you may have been awake for a long time."
Sorog leaned forward and looked solemnly.
"I have something to remind you."
"What?"
"Beware of humans Crown Rank, and Lord of Thunder."
Sorog continued, "You are so dazzling now."
"Almost the entire Atlant is passing your name on. On the surface, people praise your strength and responsibility, but no one knows what those humans Crown Rank and Lamorien are thinking in their hearts."
He paused and his gaze deepened.
"Especially now that the situation is calm and the danger of Demon seems to be gone, and when the foreign enemies disappear, you will become a thorn in the eyes of others."
"Those who needed you to deal with Demon before may start to think about how to deal with you."
Iron Dragon looked serious and continued, "We were sleeping in the past and never encountered attacks. But it's different now.
They might do it while you're asleep."
The red dragon bared its teeth, showing a disdainful expression.
"They dare?"
"Why don't you dare?" Iron Dragon asked back, "Although the dragon is not much weaker than usual when it is sleeping, its condition is still a little worse. If several Crown Rank join forces to attack, and there is calculation in their head but not care, who can guarantee that it will be foolproof?"
Samantha's tail stopped flicking and froze in mid-air.
"Then what should we do? We can't stop sleeping, right?
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Iron Dragon looked at Garos.
"You're right, it's possible."
Garos changed the subject slightly and said, "But, I'm not worried."
He looked at the two blood relatives and grinned, showing his sharp teeth.
"I have always danced in danger along the way. I survived in the wilderness, fought my way through the nations, and got to where I am today step by step. Which step was not made on the tip of a knife?"
"Besides, I won't sleep too long this time."
"My sleeping rhythm has changed significantly. Do you want to attack me? Yes, but there will be no return for them, which will save me the trouble of searching for them one by one later."
Samantha grinned after listening.
"This is like you." she said.
Sorog also nodded and said no more.
A few days later.
Lain Plateau Underground, a prepared space.
Surrounded by hard rock walls, there is a flat stone floor under your feet. There is no wind, no sound, only deep silence.
Red Iron Dragon sat on the stone platform in the center and slowly closed his eyes.
His consciousness began to sink, and the feeling of deep sleep was like a tide, coming from all directions, overflowing his body and consciousness, slowly submerging him.
Then, he opened his eyes and found that he was already standing on a grassy field.
The sun is warm, the breeze is gentle, there is a stream gurgling in the distance, the sound of the water is clear and sweet, and the wild flowers are blooming all over the hillside, red, yellow, and purple, like a colorful carpet, the sky is lavender, the clouds are pink, everything seems to be painted with the softest paint, it is too beautiful to be true.
Seroel stood in front of him.
She maintained her human form, wearing the light green dress, her long hair spread over her shoulders, and her green eyes were looking at him.
"Ready?"
she asked softly.
Garos nodded.
"Okay."
Seroel smiled lightly and then walked forward.
Taking one step forward, her body changed accordingly. Light green light surged out from her body, wrapped around her body, and then rapidly expanded and transformed. When the light dissipated, she had already revealed her true form.
Green Dragon opened a pair of forearms and hugged him.
Her body was pressed against his chest, her arms were wrapped around his neck, her face was buried in the crook of his neck, and her tail was wrapped around his tail so tightly that there was almost no gap.
Scales touch scales, and the touch is transmitted through contact, like two warm currents meeting together.
Garos was stunned for a moment.
"Do you need such a close distance to display your talent?"
Green Dragon raised his head and looked at him.
Her eyes were very close, his face reflected in her green pupils, and then she showed a sly smile.
"No need, just because I want to."
Garos said nothing.
The silence lasted for a few seconds, then he raised his arms and hugged her too.
His arms wrapped around Seroel's waist, engulfing her in his arms. His tail tightened and entangled with hers even tighter. His chin rested on the top of her head, feeling the touch and temperature of her scales.
Green Dragon's body stiffened slightly.
Then she relaxed and shrank into the arms of the majestic Red Iron Dragon, like a small animal that had found its nest, letting out a sigh of contentment.
"Go to sleep."
she said softly.
Garos Close your eyes again.
The grass, the creek, the wild flowers, the purple sky, the pink clouds - everything gradually blurred, like a painting soaked in water, the colors slowly blurred and dissipated.
The dream turned into soft darkness, surrounding him and embracing him into a deeper sleep.
Then, everything returned to silence.
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