Late at night.
Located in the southern part of Jero Kingdom in Seabrook Continent, in a warm house in a very inconspicuous small village, a woman who had been busy all day was sitting beside a bed covered with layers of linen, gently giving The younger son, who was overly energetic, told bedtime stories.
Tonight’s bedtime story comes from a book this little boy specially selected from his father’s bookshelf—it’s about the famous navigator Al who was active on the neighboring continent of Dier more than a hundred years ago. Bin's travel diary.
"... Get on the strongest ship, follow the guidance of the west coast, and ride the wind and waves to the north of the Drago Sea. You will pass twelve islands and countless vicious pirates. After a hundred days and nights, If you are lucky enough and the sailor in charge of the ship has not lost his way, you will find a rich green land."
After reciting it for two full hours, she finally reached the second half. She quietly raised her eyes to look at her son's face, and was helplessly aware that instead of looking sleepy, he was more energetic.
"On that huge piece of land tightly embraced by the sea, ferocious birds and greedy big fish only dare to wander outside. No wild beast dares to enjoy the clear spring water flowing in the vast forest, and that has been with us for more than half a year. The stubborn and sturdy ship is as if blocked by an invisible wall, unable to get close to the sparkling heaven."
Probably because Albin's writing style was very vivid, she couldn't help but imagine the dreamy scene that appeared in front of the tired voyager. She paused before continuing to read amidst her son's urging: "I looked up at the towering sky. Mountains, imagining how wonderful it would be to sit on that verdant green land... But before I had time to discuss with my friends how to continue approaching this huge island, I felt the hair on the back of my head stand up. , the air we breathed suddenly became extremely hot, as unbearable as being thrown into a fire. But what frightened and panicked us the most was one of the owners of the island who appeared quietly."
"His scales are as bright and strong as a paladin's shield, his claws are more deadly than the sharpest sword, and his red wings that are wide enough to cover the sky can be lifted up on the sea with just a flap. Waves high enough to capsize ships.”
Upon hearing this, the little boy's eyes suddenly became bright and he held his breath involuntarily.
"The upper body of this most noble and mysterious being was obscured by snow-white clouds. My companions and I had no time to see clearly his strong and elegant long tail. The world was spinning in front of our eyes, like fallen leaves blown away by the strong wind, along with The shattered ship was driven far away to a place where it could no longer reach the sacred island. It was not until a few days later that it drifted to another island and was rescued by the islanders... Yes, it is very regrettable. This is what I said about Dragon Island. All memories.”
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The fire dragon Fael had no idea that he had completely conquered the heart of a human being during an accidental walk more than a hundred years ago. The other person even exaggerated his demeanor at that time in his travel notes.
This adult fire dragon, with a huge streamlined body and a deep red color, was doing something that had nothing to do with being mighty and domineering: he was carefully standing on his hind paws, and his two front paws, which were much shorter than his legs, were pulling at each other. There were thick fallen leaves in front of the grotto, and I looked inside curiously.
"Honey, what are you looking at?"
Before he could take advantage of the dim light to explore the depths of the cave, his partner, the female fire dragon Furui, who was quietly watching his every move, asked lazily.
"It's nothing." After being interrupted, Fael retracted his stretched neck: "I just want to know if that rumor is true."
Fury kept his indecent posture lying on the ground and thought for a while before guessing which rumor he was referring to: "Are you talking about the little guy brought by Dis who lives here?"
Faer nodded, not hiding his curiosity: "Twelve years have passed since the day he was brought back by Dis, and I haven't seen him even once. I really don't know who he is. Where are you hiding?"
Fortunately, most of the dragons on the dragon island were aroused with strong curiosity at that time, and they were rummaging around everywhere.
But Dis ran too fast, Dragon Island was too big, and the dragons soon fell into the old habit of liking the new and hating the old. The vigorous search only lasted for a short time, and it faded away from the interest of all the dragons. .
"This looks like a cave dug out by a dragon...so I wanted to see if he lived in it."
The reason why the arrival of that new companion attracted the attention of so many dragons is that, in addition to being the only one of his kind who successfully broke out of his shell outside Dragon Island, it is said, it is said, that he was the only one who only existed in the depths of inherited memory before. golden dragon.
Oh, I heard Dis mention it in his hurried words that day, he is still a male.
As a stay-at-home dragon who doesn't like to leave Dragon Island all day long, Fael's hobbies include, of course, mastering information about dragons who also like to stay in their hometown and never go out.
But this companion is too mysterious. He has never said hello to any of his fellow humans since moving here, and has never even shown his face officially. Dis, the only one who has seen and contacted him, always likes to run to places where humans live. He had not been on Dragon Island for at least sixty or seventy years, and he could not get more information about the golden dragon.
"Don't waste your efforts. How could a dragon live in such a ghost place?" Furui lazily raised his thick tail, and flattened the thick vines on the ground with a "snap", leaving the green Sticky branches and leaves are mixed with pulpy stems and veins: "What a terrible thing it would be not to sleep on a pile of shining gems - even the stupidest beast would not choose such a bare corner!"
This cave with many withered vines hanging down and covered with dust must have been naturally formed by the waves.
Fael imitated her appearance and lay down on the ground. He didn't see the dragon's paw prints on the soft ground, so he only thought about it for a moment and agreed with her opinion.
This is one of the most inconspicuous areas of the huge Dragon Island. It is far away from the rich gemstone veins that the Dragon Clan loves most on the south side, and it is not visited by most of the natural creatures that are active on the west and south sides. Not only is it located in the far north where there is the least sunshine, but it is also completely blocked by the tall ridges, making it feel eerie even when the sun is at its strongest.
Looking around, apart from the dead branches and leaves that have been piled up for who knows how many years, there are only rugged rock walls that have been eroded by the sea water all year round. Dragons often come here for only one purpose - the female dragon, often accompanied by a new male dragon partner, will expel one or two eggs that will naturally form every few decades and discard them here, leaving them alone. Eggs decay naturally.
This seems to be an unbelievable cruelty in the eyes of other races, but it is the most common among the dragon tribe: perhaps it is a restriction on the most beautiful, powerful and long-lived creatures, whether it is the inheritance of memory or the extremely selfish nature, They were not given the ability to bear offspring.
Over the years, there have occasionally been one or two female dragons who wanted to hatch on a whim, but in the end they couldn't bear the tedious and boring wait, and followed the guidance of nature and abandoned the eggs midway and left, with the males who came to find them. The dragons are having fun.
If the weather on Dragon Island happens to heat up significantly in the next few years, so hot that adult dragons would rather stay in the sea, and if the rain is not so abundant, perhaps these abandoned dragon eggs may have a chance of survival. ——At least this is how the existing dragons survive.
However, such good luck only happens once every few hundred years, which means that the dragon clan has not added new members for a long time.
So what?
No dragon would care about this anyway.
I don't know since when, all the female dragons have chosen to discard the eggs that are considered troublesome here - perhaps their subconscious tells them that they are indifferent to emotions. In this corner where no other life will visit, at least most of them can... Most of the little dragons destined to die in eggs would not die at the claws of humble beasts and become their meal.
Fael rubbed his tail affectionately with his new partner. Soon after, Fury's breathing suddenly became heavy and rapid, and his body temperature became higher and higher. He knew that the time was coming.
Sure enough, he soon heard two distinct "puffs", and when he looked back, he saw two eggs with vague red lines falling on the thick carpet of fallen leaves and vines. The body temperature coming from the female dragon was hot and wet.
He only glanced at it, then looked away without any interest, and rubbed the tired Fury with some joy: "Oh, my dear, you have worked so hard. Do you want to rest again? Or should we leave now?"
Fury chose the latter without hesitation.
So the two fire dragons, who had just become partners not long ago, flew away side by side in an intimate manner. The shadows of their huge wings on the ground became bigger, farther and lighter... until they finally disappeared completely under the dragon. There is no trace left in the south of the island sky.
The two giant eggs abandoned in front of the inconspicuous grotto were just like their former companions, only keeping each other's company alone.
It seemed that he was destined to die quietly soon without knowing anything about it.
Sunset and moonrise.
As time slowly passed, the originally bright flame lines on the egg gradually became dim, and the little bit of warmth it had previously gained from the mother's body had been ruthlessly taken away by the cold wind at night in late spring.
In fact, spring has come to an end, and this year's Dragon Island still shows no signs of sudden warming: this means that like them, the dragon eggs that were recently abandoned here have no hope of survival.
But at this moment, a slight sound suddenly came from this lonely corner where everything was silent.
The tall and majestic bodies of the Dragon Clan are destined to make astonishing noises with every move they make - after all, this group of people is so proud that it can be called arrogant. Except for temporarily condensing into human form in order to hide their identity when they are on the continent of human activities, most of them Most of the time it stays the same.
This is not only a natural alarm to other animals living on Dragon Island, but also the best way for them to detect each other's presence and communicate.
But the sound was too subtle to be made by a dragon, but it did come from the deserted cave where the two previous dragons concluded that "no dragons live".
The intermittent slight sounds soon became clearer and more coherent, and they got closer and closer to the cave entrance.
A short while later, a blond figure that shone under the bright moonlight, even without the dragon's natural magic power, appeared at the entrance of the grotto.
"Not easy."
Unknown to him, he had been thinking about a certain fire dragon that had just left for many years. The person transformed by the only golden dragon in the world, Syl, rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and murmured in a low voice: "It's finally over."
Ever since he was forcibly brought back to Dragon Island from the human continent by the irresponsible black dragon Diss twelve years ago, and entered the barrier built by the dragon's magic, he thought that he was being used as a reserve food by the other party, but he was simply Brutally awakening the belated inherited memories.
Also awakening at the same time are the memories of living as a human being in a completely different world in his previous life.
It took him twelve years just to digest and integrate this vast but somewhat contradictory memory.
At that time, he was so overwhelmed by the memories that suddenly entered his mind that he had a severe headache. He couldn't hear Dis's words at all. He just ignored them and fell into a cave underneath. He didn't really wake up until now.
Where is he?
There is a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and even without the use of lighting magic, the moonlight is enough to illuminate the entrance of the cave. Silr took a few casual steps and suddenly felt something was wrong with the touch under his feet. He subconsciously pulled his feet back——
But it's still a little late.
Even if the dragon turns into a human form, it only condenses and concentrates its energy, not really shrinks it: this means that his weight still firmly belongs to a sub-adult golden dragon.
Xier looked down steadily at the giant egg that appeared from nowhere under his feet. His slightly trembling pupils reflected a tiny crack on the eggshell that seemed to be extremely eye-catching...
Cardiac arrest.
