Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 735 - 415: Goddess, Bear My Child for Me (Part 2)
Alexander’s tone this time was incredibly firm and resounding.
"Reason?"
Lidisha curiously inquired.
"You are the most beautiful goddess I have ever seen."
After uttering these words, Alexander seemed to feel it wasn’t enough, and he added,
"In my eyes, you are even more beautiful than Serena!"
However, this praise from the Dragon-man Monarch did not yield the expected results. As the goddess of art and music glanced at the monarch spouting nonsense, she made her clear demand,
"You want me to bear offspring for you, then first let me feel your admiration for me."
"Let you feel my admiration, you mean I need to prove it?"
"Exactly, express your admiration through actions."
"I can build a temple for you, spread your faith, aren’t these enough to prove my admiration for you?"
Alexander couldn’t comprehend the thoughts of the goddess before him.
To him, as he summoned the goddess as an Atlas Monarch, made demands, and presented genuinely sincere conditions, the goddess should have agreed.
But the result was, when faced with the opportunity to enhance her divine power, escape the fate of a decorative goddess, she hesitated and was reluctant to agree.
Alexander didn’t understand what was there to hesitate about? The price she would pay was merely assisting in nurturing a child.
Isn’t this, for a goddess, something very difficult? Why the hesitation? Demanding his genuine admiration and affection, truly puzzling.
"No, this is not your admiration and affection for me, this is you flaunting your worldly power."
"Then what should I do for you to feel my intentions?"
"Do for me something you’ve never thought of or done before."
"What thing?"
"Play a tune for me, no matter which instrument you use, as long as the tune earns my approval, then I’ll agree to your pursuit."
"I’m not pursuing you, I’m seeking cooperation!"
Alexander only felt a flame burning within.
"I know, but I want you to pursue me."
"Incomprehensible, irrational, do you know that until now, no divine being has gained my true support? No matter which goddess I propose to, they are likely to agree."
"Then go find a goddess who is willing to agree with you, because I’m not going to accept it just like that."
Seeing the furious and irate Golden Dragon Lord, the goddess, whose smile had vanished, couldn’t help but curve her mouth slightly, revealing a smile again.
Upon her words settling, the rather capricious goddess of music and art vanished before Alexander, leaving the Dragon-man Monarch to look at the empty room, letting out a roar and smashing the harp next to him with a punch, though he stopped himself in time and controlled his meaningless venting.
The conditions he offered were generous enough for divine beings, indeed tempting some weaker divines, yet Alexander, who has recognized the terrible nature of gods, did not dare to seek gods lightly.
This god of art and music was a goddess he had carefully chosen, because she was weak enough. If she hadn’t belonged to the Elf God System but was an independent deity, she would have possibly been hunted or taken by stronger gods as a trophy.
Of course, the current situation might not be better; she could be a toy of the Main God of the Elf God System, Ailoran, though it would be improper to publicize due to the presence of the divine consort Serena.
Yet Alexander did not care about such potentially chaotic relationships, nor did he ever aim for a stable long-term relationship with any divine, as their positions were unequal; seeking a god was just a transaction for him.
Yet from the current results, he realized he was too presumptuous back then; even a decorative goddess was unwilling to easily accede.
"Sorlon, Astraea!"
Alexander mentioned two juniors in the family. When he first detected Sorlon’s presence, he felt threatened. However, after observing for a while, Alexander found this junior posed no threat to him, but subsequent experiences made him feel indignant.
Why could this young buck do nothing and still gain the uncle’s attention and foster?
This feeling peaked when he learned Sorlon received the uncle’s True Blood gift, making him more aggrieved and resentful.
The efforts he made for the True Blood gift were countless. His brother and sister were not inferior, but Theodore ultimately lost his childhood memories, and sister Aveline chose to abandon not only becoming part of the True Blood Clan but also her Augustus family lineage.
Yet, this seventh-generation boy easily obtained the gift that his brother and sister could not achieve. If so, Alexander could console himself, given that everything he possessed wasn’t bad, even if Sorlon had become the Dragon Giant Commander under the uncle.
When Sorlon’s daughter was born, upon learning information related to this outstanding eighth-generation Augustus, the Golden Dragon Lord couldn’t endure.
Not mentioning the heavenly phenomena more remarkable than his father’s at birth, afterwards, the uncle personally bestowed blessings.
A newborn, barely doing anything, already favored by the heavens and nature’s will, yet blessed by the uncle.
Since the Augustus family’s records began, no kin had such powerful innate conditions, this posed a threat.
If this little one wished, most family members and Elders would likely support them as the fourth generation family head in succession.
Just because this child carried Titan Bloodline and had close ties to the Holy Dragon, is there anyone more suitable to be legitimate?
None.
No one was more fitting to be legitimate than this child, compared to whom Alexander’s mere Holy Dragon Bloodline paled.
Alexander didn’t mind if the counterpart would replace him as the next family head; the family’s legacy always needed heirs.
He appreciated such excellent offspring emerging and only regretted the lineage wasn’t his making, feeling more upset because he couldn’t produce such exceptional children.
He refused to accept it and didn’t want to succumb.
After further understanding the birth process of this excellent kin, he targeted divines, unwilling to believe he couldn’t nurture worthy offspring.
"A mere tune cannot stop me!"
Alexander, having calmed his emotions, snorted coldly, gazing at the harp with eyes of resolve and determination, resembling a warrior about to enter battle, albeit in a domain previously unexplored, yet he didn’t believe he would lose.
"..."
Noah wasn’t a divine, he couldn’t achieve omniscience, but the matters unfolding before him were unavoidable, especially frequent divine descents and traces of divine power.
"This is indeed a genius-like idea!"
Even Noah conceded, finding a goddess to nurture offspring was a rather good idea. In the nurturing of divine power, without inheriting divinity, the offspring born, for creatures in the Material Realm, had terrifyingly high benchmarks.
Regarding intervention, Noah was conservative, opting to watch. He couldn’t find reasons to stop it, isn’t it just bedding a goddess? No big deal. If truly intervening, it would be blocking a potentially reactive Elf Main God.
