Translator: AnubisTL
"Gordon, did you understand?"
In the early hours of the morning, Garos, having finished his workout, contacted Gordon through the bloodline network while resting in a prone position, explaining the matter of the Divine Dragon Monastery.
Within the royal court of the Kingdom of Lothurn, Iron Dragon Gordon flicked his tail and declared with a resonant voice, "Of course I understand. I'd be delighted to do it."
His days in the court consisted mainly of eating, sleeping, and occasional conversations with Princess Elena, listening to her troubles and sharing his own. While such a life was comfortable and fulfilling, it had grown somewhat monotonous over time.
The thought of contributing to the Ignis Dragon Clan and the establishment of the Dragon Kingdom, even from thousands of miles away, stirred his bloodline instincts, filling him with renewed vigor.
"However..." Gordon said with a worried frown, "you know my situation is somewhat peculiar. Can they truly imitate a dragon stance through me?"
Aesthetic preferences vary greatly between species.
To human eyes, Gordon's plump, rounded dragon form wasn't unsightly; in fact, some found it rather amusing and endearing.
But just as humans often looked down on their own overly corpulent kin, dragons found Gordon a bit comical. He was aware of this and often wanted to exercise and lose weight, but as a pure and ordinary juvenile dragon, his inherent laziness, inability to resist temptation, and love of comfort made it impossible to make a firm decision.
Moreover, after each long period of dragon sleep, his body would return to its normal size, making him even less inclined to bother with deliberate dieting.
For now, however, Gordon was worried he wouldn't be able to complete the mission.
"It's fine," the red-iron dragon said.
After carefully studying the Divine Dragon Sect's methods recorded in the inheritance, he confirmed that observing a dragon's posture had little impact on Divine Dragon Martial Monks. The core purpose wasn't to mimic the dragon's form, but to closely sense its qi and, using the sect's secret techniques, comprehend and awaken the 'dragon' within their own minds.
Here, 'dragon' was a conceptual entity, not a literal image.
According to the theory of the Divine Dragon Path, everyone carries their own unique dragon within their heart.
Gordon's physique differed from that of a normal iron dragon, but his dragonkind aura was perfectly fine. Having been pampered and indulged, his aura should have been exceptionally potent due to his accelerated development.
With this thought, the red-iron dragon suddenly asked, "Gordon, what's your current life grade?"
"Not much, not much—only level 13. Hardly worth mentioning."
Though he spoke dismissively, a hint of pride tinged his tone.
Garos fell silent upon hearing this.
In his past life, he'd heard a saying: domestic pigs were actually fiercer and more formidable fighters than wild boars. While this couldn't be applied directly to dragons, it held a certain truth.
Level 13... Gordon's life grade already matched that of a young adult common red dragon, far surpassing that of typical juvenile dragons. It even surpassed that of the more diligent Iron Dragon Solgorn and Red Dragon Samantha, trailing only Garos by one level.
"No sweat, no effort—all his life grade comes from resources. And this lazy oaf doesn't even train properly to utilize it, wasting who knows how many resources along the way."
"Sitting on a mountain of treasure without realizing it. If he gave me his resources, I might already be at level 16."
The red-iron dragon felt a sudden itch in his claws and fangs.
For a dragon like him, who lived on the edge of survival and craved growth resources, it was paradoxical that he lacked the resources to squander.
That lucky Gordon... Garos mused. I'll have to find an opportunity to teach him a harsh lesson later... No, more accurately, I'll give him some tough love from his elder brother, to help him overcome his innate laziness.
"What class path have you chosen?" Garos changed the subject.
"I'm just a juvenile... Isn't choosing a class path something young dragons do?" Gordon replied. "I don't have a class yet."
Aside from a natural sorcerer level, Gordon only had a life grade. If a real fight broke out, he'd likely be no match for Iron Dragon Solgorn or Red Dragon Samantha, even if the latter two had lower life grades than him.
"You're the only one in the Ignis Dragon Clan who hasn't chosen a class," Garos said gravely. "Gordon, we dragons have long lives, but they aren't infinite. We don't need to rush our actions, but we shouldn't squander our time carelessly either."
"Otherwise, when you're old and look back on your long life as a dragon, you'll surely regret the laziness of your youth."
"Choosing a suitable class path early will allow you to grow faster and become stronger."
After all, they shared similar blood, and Garos needed Gordon to serve him in the south. However, Gordon was currently too weak to be of much use and required some motivation.
"I've actually considered that before," Gordon replied. "If I had to choose a class path first, I'd want to become a Battle-Hardened Dragon."
The dragonkind's class inheritances had been refined to better suit their race.
The Battle-Hardened Dragon path was an improved version of the traditional warrior path. It was well-rounded, lacking any outstanding strengths but also no significant weaknesses, emphasizing stability above all else.
However, unlike ordinary warriors, dragonkind naturally possessed certain quasi-spell skills. The Battle-Hardened Dragon excelled at seamlessly blending martial prowess with these spell-like abilities, making them fundamentally closer to magic warriors.
More than half of dragonkind consider the Battle-Hardened Dragon class when first choosing their profession.
"In that case, focus your efforts in that direction. Don't let your status and bloodline go to waste," the red-iron dragon said earnestly. "I'll eventually go to the Federation, Gordon. When we brothers meet again, I'll test the results of your training."
How would he test?
With friendly, but not overly serious spar, of course.
"Ah? My dear brother..."
Gordon tried to say more, but the red-iron dragon had already ended the call.
"Sigh... I should ask Eileen to find me a senior warrior to train me."
The iron dragon lay listlessly on the ground, feeling that his carefree days might be over.
He had been beaten up by Garos since childhood.
Even after many years apart, Garos's authority still loomed large in Iron Dragon Gordon's heart.
Moreover,
After seeing Garos's formidable and robust physique through the bloodline network, he couldn't help but feel envy and admiration. He resolved to push himself, striving to keep pace with the Ignis Brothers.
"And the Divine Dragon Monastery..."
"Garos told me the address. Once I've made some preparations, I'll go check it out," Gordon thought to himself.
Given his status, he couldn't appear too shabby when visiting the monastery, but he also shouldn't be overly ostentatious. And for the first meeting, he should bring a small gift to show his sincerity and build rapport—a social etiquette Gordon had learned from dealing with nobles at court.
Being able to thrive in court as a dragonkind was due to more than just Eileen's status as a princess's pet. Gordon's own social skills were crucial. His plump, rounded physique always put others at ease, making him seem approachable rather than menacing.
"The first members of the monastery were orphans and beggars taken in from all over. Sending gold coins or treasures would be inappropriate, and I'm reluctant to part with them myself... I'll prepare some magic potions, tonics, and high-quality food instead."
"Moreover, I can't appear too eager about the monastery right away. That might arouse suspicion, given how many people are watching me."
Gordon pondered the opportune moment to approach the Divine Dragon Monastery.
When he finally abandoned his laziness and focused, his intellect suppressed the rumblings in his stomach, and wisdom took precedence.
Princess Elena, with her kind heart, leaves the palace for several days each month to connect with the common folk in the royal capital and engage in charitable activities. Next time, I can use this opportunity to guide her toward the monastery.
Then...
As a dragon, my curiosity and favor toward the Divine Dragon Monastery, which cultivates the dragon stance, would be perfectly natural—a matter of course.
...The rough framework of his plan took shape in Gordon's mind.
Now, all he had to do was wait for time to pass.
Meanwhile, as mealtime arrived and his stomach growled with hunger, Gordon coiled his tail around the bell and shook it, summoning the servants to serve his meal.
The Battle-Hardened Dragon class requires extensive combat training.
Then I shouldn't restrict my diet. I need to eat well to train effectively.
Gordon already began to anticipate how magnificent he would look once he transformed into a cool and imposing physique like Garos.
(End of the Chapter)
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