Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 47: Silver Dragon! Young Girl?

"What’s the matter?"

Noticing Noah’s change in expression, Ted sat up from the vine bed. The young man who originally had a lazy and somewhat decadent air suddenly became fierce and intense again; his journey was not just passing the time but living a life on the edge.

"I sensed the presence of a fellow kind."

Noah responded lazily.

"The presence of a fellow kind?"

Ted paused slightly, showing a look of interest, and the fierce aura around him naturally dissipated into nothingness.

"Did a Golden Dragon enter the city? Where?"

The young man asked enthusiastically.

A True Dragon is actually a very rare creature. During his nearly two years of travels, the highest dragon bloodline he had seen was just an Iron-armored Earth Dragon.

Comparing the lair of an Earth Dragon to that of a Golden Dragon here is an affront. But even so, the damage that Earth Dragon caused him was the greatest and most unforgettable of his training journey.

As for True Dragon Species, he had never seen one at all because in the wilderness, the most likely True Dragon to encounter is the Colorful Evil Dragon, and as for the Metallic Dragon Race, even if one encounters them, it’s unlikely one can recognize them. No, it’s basically impossible to recognize them.

"Not a Golden Dragon. It was someone releasing their aura proactively, saying hello to me, but now they’ve hidden themselves again, and I don’t know where they are."

"It’s probably not a Colorful Dragon, right?"

The young man looked worried.

"Of course not, do you think a Colorful Dragon is an idiot?"

Noah replied irately,

"Probably a Silver Dragon."

"What is a Silver Dragon doing here?"

Ted frowned, feeling an unintentional resistance in his heart.

He knew well that when a Golden Dragon entrusts its offspring, it often prefers the same kind as a partner.

"You’re asking me, who should I ask? Just passing by, or perhaps simply joining the bustle, all possibilities exist."

Noah nonchalantly answered, unaware of the young man’s concern.

He didn’t think there was anything significant about a Silver Dragon visiting Elisium City since the city was gradually thriving, developing as he and his foster mother had originally planned.

A flourishing city attracting the Metallic Dragon Race is very normal; sometimes, in renowned cities on the Continent, there could be dozens of hidden Metallic Dragons.

This is not surprising, but in most cases, the Metallic Dragon Race is aware of each other’s existence, whereas creatures other than dragons have no idea that so many dragons are residing in their city.

"Do you think I can find him?"

"If you’re interested, you can try. Maybe you can find him, but the premise is that the Silver Dragon is willing to let you discover him."

"And if he isn’t willing?"

"Then you might as well give up!"

The talent of Silver Dragons in the Transformation Technique surpasses that of Golden Dragons. Some Silver Dragons can use the Transformation Technique to take on a humanoid form just after breaking out of their shell.

This talent stems from the Silver Dragons’ love for human-like civilizations, surpassing even Golden Dragons, to the extent that some Silver Dragons wouldn’t mind engaging in intimate relationships with humans.

Of course, such relationships, in the view of Silver Dragons, are simply carefree and do not imply establishing a partnership, just seizing enjoyment; humans are the fun they seek.

Although not all Silver Dragons have such thoughts, even just a fraction of Silver Dragons has led to their bloodline spreading widely among human clans.

Magicians and Dragon Descendants with Silver Dragon bloodline power are certainly the most numerous among the Metallic Dragon Race.

"In that case, I’ll give it a try."

Noah’s words couldn’t quench the young man’s newfound enthusiasm, and the Golden Dragon did not stop him, allowing him to proceed.

Unfortunately, after searching continuously for several days, Ted still couldn’t find any trace related to the Silver Dragon, which made him unable to help but doubt the truth of Noah’s words.

However, he had no time to confirm with Noah, as more and more Nobles arrived in Elisium City, even the somewhat inattentive Ted was dragged off to greet guests.

Some representatives sent by major Nobles needed to be entertained by Ted as an heir. His status and identity were appropriate, and he was very young, so he wouldn’t lose face for either side.

Since then, Noah’s Dragon Nest forecourt returned to quiet once again, provided one ignores the chirping discussions of the Little Flower Spirits and their occasional enthusiastic singing.

Noah did not intend to attend Ted’s coming-of-age ceremony, primarily because it was inconvenient. Although he had mastered several low-level transformations, he had yet to master a humanoid form.

However, eventually, the ever-increasing excitement, even a fervent atmosphere in the city, finally spread to the mountain dragon; the quiet before the Dragon Nest didn’t last long.

A girl holding a scroll and stepping under the moonlight politely paused outside the flower garden, softly speaking amidst the wary gazes of the hiding Little Flower Spirits,

"Excuse me, is the owner home? Could you please inform—Rafael from Silver Wing Peak wishes to visit Holy Dragon Noah."

The courage of the Little Flower Spirits, growing considerably through daily interactions with Noah, soon prompted a brave one to fly towards the Dragon Nest to report the situation.

Noah, who had long since sensed the unexpected visitor, timely swam out of the Dragon Nest, looking at the silver-haired girl outside the flower garden. Both parties were momentarily stunned.

Under the moonlight, the girl had features as exquisite as a gem sculpture, yet as a result of this perfection, she gave off a non-human sensation.

"Hello, strong young dragon. I wish to visit your elder, Noah, revered as the Holy Dragon. Could you help convey this?"

Within a few breaths of their gaze meeting, the girl spoke first, thus earning Noah’s slightly strange scrutinizing gaze,

"I am Noah. I’m not sure if I’m the Holy Dragon you are looking for, but I am the sole resident of this Dragon Nest."

"You are Noah?"

The girl could hardly hide the surprise in her eyes, raising the book she held,

"Then is this ’Noah’s Book’ your work?"

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Noah’s expression wasn’t exactly friendly as he looked at his first encounter with a Metal Dragon relative since birth, a complexity reflected in his gaze.

"Incredible, this turns out to be the work of a young dragon. I originally thought I would be visiting a majestic elder akin to a saint,"

The girl sighed, then realized her remarks were inappropriate and hurriedly added,

"Of course, I’m not saying you’re not a saint. To write such a book and generously spread it proves you’re worthy of the Holy Dragon title revered by the city below."

"Thank you, but I think I’m not yet worthy of the title of Holy Dragon,"

Noah spoke modestly, as the title indeed felt too grand for a young dragon.

"I’d like to discuss the contents of this book with you. I wonder if I could have the honor of receiving your invitation?"

"You may, but I’d hope you could transform into the form that matches your gender."