Under the Red Dragon

“Roar, get down here! Among the true dragons, the red dragon should be supreme. Even the gold dragons must bow before the red dragons, let alone you weaklings among the chromatic dragons!”

“Bullshit! Do you think you're the Dragon Emperor of the Empire? How dare you call yourself the crown of all dragons here!”

“Beat him up, everyone attack!”

Immature dragon roars echoed around as several young dragon whelps of different scale colors spread their wings and wrestled together in the sky, locked in an intense struggle.

A red dragon whelp with an unusually large head let out an immature roar, shooting out a few sparks from its still-pink nostrils. Its claws, already as hard as iron weapons, swept across the air, knocking a white dragon whelp out of the sky.

The white dragon whelp shrieked as it descended in the low air.

Its vibrant red-scaled tail swatted, colliding with the claw of a blue dragon whelp. The small, still-pink dragon horns on its huge head, like bean sprouts, rammed toward the green dragon whelp's nostrils.

“Ouch,” the green dragon whelp was knocked out of the sky, rolling twice on the ground before flapping its wings repeatedly to steady itself. A bubble emerged from its nose, and a pair of green pupils vaguely showed tears.

Only the mighty blue dragon whelp, not to be outdone, used its horned head to push away the young red dragon's tail, grappling with the young red dragon.

But another black dragon whelp, also with a large head, suddenly leaped from the ground, knocking the young red dragon in the sky askew. Then, the fierce blue dragon whelp grabbed its wings with both claws, and they rolled to the ground together.

Immature hisses accompanied the wrestling sounds, stirring up dust from the ground.

Around the perimeter, on the ground and hills, several chromatic dragon whelps of various scale colors squatted, watching the fight intently.

These chromatic dragon whelps also had heads that appeared noticeably larger, showing clear signs of young dragons.

Two enormous red dragons were watching from the hilltop.

A young female red dragon lay prone on the hill with a calm expression. Dense thorns and plants could not stop this female red dragon's sixteen-meter-long body.

Two delicate, sharp dragon horns and bright red scales, a graceful but fierce head, clearly showed that this was an outstanding red dragon in terms of both beauty and strength.

This young female dragon's red vertical pupils watched the young dragons' fight. Even when the arrogant red dragon whelp was being beaten black and blue by several other colored dragon whelps, she didn't care.

Although that whelp was her child, whether among red dragons or other true dragons, the competition between whelps was an important step in establishing group order. To become a leader, one had to rely on one's own strength, not just verbal boasting.

The young male red dragon, Cadiros, flattered her by quietly moving one step closer to the female red dragon, then raising his head and pretending to watch the whelps fight.

The female red dragon, Delos, frowned, and a crisp voice rang out, “Cadiros, I've told you, I don't have any plans to lay eggs right now. Don't get so close to me, or I'll beat you up.”

The male red dragon grinned and said in a muffled voice, “It's even better if you don't want to lay eggs. I don't want to raise any little whelps right now either, but that doesn't stop us from becoming mates and partners.”

This shameless red dragon puffed out his chest and declared valiantly, “I am now the first dragon under the crown of the red dragons in the Empire, and also the head of the Empire's patrol. I have money and people. If you follow me, you definitely won't suffer.”

The female dragon Delos's brow scales furrowed, and she said dejectedly, “But your reputation isn't very good among dragons. I've heard dragons in the Empire say that you're rotten to the core, and you want to sleep with any race.”

The expression on Cadiros's face froze instantly, and he was slightly stunned, but then he reopened his mouth and said, “When have the chromatic dragons ever cared about reputation? The worse the reputation, the more impressive it is!”

Delos quietly moved her front paws, distancing herself from this lustful male dragon known throughout the dragon world, and then said, “The past is the past, and the present is the present. It wasn't needed before, but it is now. Prestige isn't just a bad reputation.”

“Look at the other dragons in the Golden Empire. Which one isn't famous, but none of them have a reputation like yours, where your lewd reputation outweighs your prestige.”

Cadiros was stunned again, speechless.

The Dragon Code set by Kalon at the beginning of the establishment of the Golden Empire gradually achieved unexpected results over time.

Under good credit, the promise of the ancestral red dragon has never failed.

Some wild dragons, although unwilling to join the Golden Empire and be bound, do not prevent them from enjoying some protection from the Golden Empire.

Especially those dragons who gradually become restless in their adolescence, these dragons often only care about their own pleasure and do not care about their offspring.

So, after these wild dragons became pregnant, they came to the area around the Golden Empire to build nests and lay eggs.

This has led to the fact that in the past two years, the silver dragon Chris and two bronze dragons have brought back one or two cubs, or a nest of dragon eggs, almost every time they patrol the periphery of the empire.

Dragons with a little responsibility will leave after hatching their children, and dragons without responsibility will leave after laying their eggs.

Even more excessive dragons will not hatch after giving birth, and swagger into the Golden Empire, posting messages at the entrance of the Empire's institutions.

It stated the location of their nests, asking the Golden Empire to send people as soon as possible to take the precious dragon eggs back, so as not to be swallowed by wild animals.

Even more, after the Golden Empire took their cubs back, some wild dragons would swagger back and extort the Empire, accusing the Empire of forcibly looting their cubs.

These things made the bronze dragon Alina laugh angrily.

So, the bronze dragon Alina, who controls thunder, was furious.

The silver dragon Chris and two bronze dragons who were originally responsible for this work were punished with an additional year of imprisonment for poor performance.

The young red dragon, Cadiros, also joined this work.

The purpose is to use violence to let those wild dragons who do not know what is good for them know that the Empire's protection is only for the sake of the entire dragon race by the ancestral red dragon, not because of the Virgin Mary's heart.

Of course, this is the young red dragon's view.

But the smart bronze dragon Alina had already seen that the code that everyone and the dragons thought was just to declare hegemony by the ancestral red dragon was a fair and aboveboard conspiracy.

Although dragons are born with knowledge, the inheritance in their minds needs a long time to grow and gradually unseal.

The best time to cultivate a dragon is the juvenile period before the dragon's youth, just like the youth before humans.

These dragon cubs are born in the empire, grow up in the empire, are cultivated by the empire, and are instilled with the empire's ideas, and will inevitably gradually tend to the empire's position under the influence of the empire.

In time, the empire's dragons will be strong to an unimaginable extent, and will become stronger day by day.

But the young red dragon, whose mind is only filled with magma and lust, gladly accepted this task, because none of the female dragons in the empire liked him, and he could take this opportunity to openly bring back those wandering mother dragons and treat them as his mates.

But even the most brutal dragon will meet its destined nemesis. After meeting Delos, this beautiful female red dragon, Cadiros's brain, which was filled with lust and magma, was occupied by love.

The current young red dragon can be summed up in two words—humble.