Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 747 - 421: Are You Willing to Be My Dog?

In the Dragon Academy, every student strives to showcase their abilities in all aspects, and Cezer is no exception. There is no hiding one’s talents as this concerns resource distribution.

The more outstanding the dragon, the more resources the school allocates to them. Dragons are on equal footing only when they first enter school and receive education. Once exam results are out, the treatments received by each dragon change significantly, creating distinctions.

"Perhaps he thought that as a Red Dragon, being too enthusiastic about learning was too unusual, so he intentionally concealed his uniqueness."

"Unusual? Is he an Abnormal Dragon?!"

Cezer immediately grasped the situation, his expression unusually excited,

"No wonder he shows an almost obsessive enthusiasm for magic learning, no wonder he grows so fast, even stronger than other Red Dragons of his age. All because he’s an Abnormal Dragon."

"No, he’s not an Abnormal Dragon."

Seeing his excited grandson, Noah unhesitatingly poured cold water on him,

"When he was born, he was just an ordinary Red Dragon."

"If he’s an ordinary Red Dragon, then why can he ignore my Power of Ashes?"

Cezer looked up at his grandfather, who had only descended as a will, and asked the doubt that had long been hidden in his heart.

"Do you really want to know the answer?"

"I do!"

The Dragon of Ashes and Holy Dragon’s eldest grandson nodded without hesitation.

"Why?"

"I want to know what he relies on to ignore the Power of Ashes. Can this power be replicated so other beings can master it as well!"

When Cezer expressed his thoughts, it surprised Noah again; he had no idea that his grandson would have such a crazy idea,

"You want others to be immune to your power?"

"Yes, this way, they can interact with me without worry, just like Jeddon, and I can make real friends."

"Haven’t you thought that once your power loses its uniqueness, you’ll no longer be special and will become ordinary?"

"But I am still of the Dragon Clan, the Holy Dragon’s eldest grandson. Even without the Power of Ashes, I won’t be inferior to any dragon, not even you."

"Hahaha, good lad, ambitious!"

Faced with such brazen statements, Noah couldn’t help but laugh.

Though it was the ignorance of youth, there were few who dared to claim such bravado under his rule, and one of them was his grandson. Noah was satisfied.

As for teaching his grandson to face reality, that wasn’t his role as a grandfather; it was for Cezer to experience and learn firsthand. The ambition of youth was so precious, how could Noah bear to stifle it?

"Unfortunately, what’s unique about Jeddon can’t be replicated by others, not even by me."

"What exactly is special about him?"

Cezer asked again.

"Can you promise me that after knowing the truth, you’ll continue to treat Jeddon the same as before?"

Noah pondered for a while before asking.

"Although Jeddon is a Red Dragon, after years of interaction, I consider him a very good friend. If what you tell me doesn’t involve him personally, I am willing to continue the friendship."

"I can tell you the truth, but after that, I will seal your memory."

"Must it be so?"

No one wants to lose a part of their memory for no reason, and Cezer was no exception.

"It must be so."

Noah’s tone held no room for negotiation.

"Then please tell me!"

"A remnant of a fallen Divine resides within Jeddon."

"What?"

Even mentally prepared, when he knew the truth, Cezer was momentarily stunned. Who could have thought that the Red Dragon, who interacted with him daily like a shadow, would carry a Divine remnant?

"Surprising, isn’t it?"

"Do you know which Divine it is?"

"You want more details?"

"You will seal my memory afterward, why not satisfy my curiosity and knowledge for this moment?"

"The Flame Sun Sovereign, Heliers!"

Noah revealed everything.

"How could it be..."

Cezer was dumbfounded, never expecting such hidden intricacies filled with drama. Along came the confusion,

"Grandfather, since you know, why don’t you suppress it?"

"How do you think I could completely obliterate a Divine’s preparation for revival? That remnant spirit escaped under the siege of True Gods to under my watch. Even if I destroyed it, do you think Heliers would fall completely? No."

Noah sighed deeply. If he possessed theoretically infinite life, what precautions would he take if he sensed his fall from the Divine Throne?

One hundred is too few, eight hundred not too many

Who knows how many paths a True God has for revival; it’s unpredictable. However, faith is ultimately just that—faith. If it can be completely severed, even a revived True God cannot reclaim the Divine Throne.

"Suppressing it is less effective than letting it be, at least I know what it’s doing."

An open enemy is far more reassuring than a hidden rat.

"Please seal my memory, Grandfather."

"Not going to argue or haggle a bit?"

Noah asked with a smile.

"Knowing these secrets, I can no longer treat Jeddon the same as before, so I must seal my memory."

Cezer was very self-aware.

"Good."

Noah was very appreciative, then mercilessly sealed the memory his grandson had of their conversation. The once clear-eyed Golden Jade Dragon suddenly showed confusion and bewilderment, eyes filled with immense confusion and question marks.

"I..."

"I’ve sealed a part of your memory, it concerns matters you wanted to know. After understanding the situation, you voluntarily asked me to seal it, so don’t question it, it was your choice, respect your decision."

"My own choice?"

Losing his memory, a bewildered Cezer was completely at a loss. His grandfather had already withdrawn his will; the Holy Dragon had reverted to a statue devoid of any sign of life.

"Cezer, what’s wrong?"

As the Holy Dragon’s eldest grandson left the principal’s office full of confusion, the Red Dragon Jeddon, who had been waiting outside for quite a while, immediately approached, followed by a flurry of angry shouts from female dragons around.

"Damn red scales!"

"Will any Dragon Slayer take down the Evil Dragon?"

"My Cezer, boo hoo, I also want to support Cezer!"

These voices with ill intentions quickly snapped Cezer out of his thoughts. He looked at the Red Dragon beside him, offering an apologetic smile,

"Sorry, I got lost in thought just now."

"Is everything alright?"

"Just had a chat with my grandfather, what could happen?"

"Did the Holy Dragon Emperor appear?"

Hearing this, Jeddon glanced respectfully towards the principal’s office. To this day, he hadn’t met the ever-present Holy Dragon Emperor, not even a will.

Yet his heart was full of admiration for that Holy Dragon, evident from the resentful and hateful tone of the defeated entity in his mind. A dragon so hated by a Divine couldn’t be a simple existence.

"Yes."

"What did you talk about?"

Jeddon instinctively blurted out but quickly realized the inappropriateness.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry."

"Nothing I can’t share. I want to emulate my aunt and father, becoming a Pioneer Lord. Jeddon, would you follow me?"

For unknown reasons, Cezer suddenly acted on a whim.