Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 770 - 432_2

This was the result of Alexander’s relentless pursuit back then. Even if he didn’t do anything, made no effort, and didn’t shed a drop of sweat, he could achieve effects that surpassed the lifetime efforts of the vast majority just by casually making a move.

"Father, will you let him succeed?"

"These are the rules I set. As long as he completes all the trials, he will naturally receive the final reward."

To this day, three Holy Radiance Towers have been completed, but less than ten people in total have reached the top to participate in the final trial. Sinbad is merely the eighth, and the seven before him, despite coming close, all ended in failure.

Although Noah is sure that Sinbad can certainly fuse the True Blood and further enhance the Dragon Vein, Noah will not let him succeed so easily. Of course, Noah will also abide by the rules he set, but the delivery of the final reward could be a bit flexible.

"This puny Holy Tower is nothing, it can’t stop Lord Sinbad!"

The boy, filled with weariness, limped towards the stairs leading to the top. When he pushed open the final door, a towering pyramid appeared before him, and at its peak was a small sun of pure gold releasing infinite light and heat.

Upon seeing this small sun for the first time, Sinbad felt an instinctive longing from his body. He could confirm that this was the Holy Dragon True Blood dreamed of by countless others.

This made the fellow, who had suffered greatly along the way, unable to help but lean on the curved sword he had picked up, laughing uproariously with his hands on his hips,

"I knew it, I’m a genius! Now, the True Blood is mine."

The limping Prince, with an exuberant smile, walked towards the pyramid.

This was the injury he sustained in the previous challenge when he encountered a group of Giants bound in the Holy Radiance Tower, and it was the Giant Commander who broke his leg. Of course, he didn’t let the Giants off easily either.

It was initially just a fracture, which wouldn’t have rendered him half-crippled. However, the despicable Giant commander’s weapon was poisoned, and even with his Demigod Physique, it took him half a day to recover.

"Dad, you really underestimated me. I am indeed the beloved child of the gods, the protagonist favored by destiny!"

As he gazed at the increasingly close True Blood Sun, Sinbad couldn’t help but imagine the astonished expression on his father’s face when he returns to the Grandia Palace after merging the True Blood.

But as the boy leaned on a broken large sword, limping up the pyramid, about to step onto the top platform, the originally plain pyramid suddenly shook and roared, and the light patterns on the pyramid’s body lit up.

Instantly, the originally ancient pyramid became mysterious, exuding a noble and sacred aura. As golden radiance filled the air, a majestic shadow of a Holy Dragon was outlined.

When this magnificent dragon shadow lowered its head, casting its gaze, Sinbad, who felt observed, was stunned for a moment, then very sensibly supported himself with his sword, kneeling on one knee,

"Greetings, Holy Dragon Emperor!"

"Descendant of the Augustus family, child of Alexander, do you also need my True Blood?"

"Yes, I need to gain your power!"

Sinbad raised his head, his eyes filled with curiosity and longing.

"Gain my power? What will you do once you’ve obtained it?"

"I..."

Upon hearing Noah’s question, Sinbad was dumbstruck, then quickly reacted,

"I’ll do what I want to do."

"Useless wit. Thus, my judgment for you is not qualified. Seeing as you’re Alexander’s descendant, I’ll give you one last chance. Answer me, what will you do after gaining power?"

Noah wouldn’t let this kid off so easily.

"I want to be a Minstrel!"

This time, Sinbad hesitated for a moment and then spoke his pursuit.

"A Minstrel?"

The shadow of the Holy Dragon showed slight surprise, because Noah was truly puzzled at that moment. He had anticipated many answers, but not this one,

"Why?"

"Because Minstrels are free enough to travel to different places, experience the customs of various nations and regions, and listen to and tell their stories." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The boy’s eyes shone with longing and aspiration. Noah was surprised because the boy was not lying at this moment; every word he spoke was true.

He really wanted to be a Minstrel.

"Music and art?"

Noah suddenly realized, pondering over the divine name of the boy’s mother. Perhaps his charming personality and this seemingly nonsensical life goal and pursuit were all influenced by his mother.

"If you just want to experience these, you could become an Adventurer. An Explorer can also achieve these, or perhaps you could become a Navigator!"

"Thank you for your advice, I will give it a try."

Sinbad’s eyes sparkled; he was evidently very interested in Noah’s offhand suggestion.

"Don’t you want to become a Monarch?"

"You mean become a King like my father?"

"Not necessarily like him, but with your power and status, you’re more suited to becoming a Monarch."

"I don’t want to, please allow me to refuse."

"Reason."

"Because it’s too exhausting. My father has so many tasks to handle daily that they almost pile up like mountains. Just watching him is tiring, I wouldn’t go through such a life.

I just want to be a free-spirited Minstrel, wandering through cities, listening to stories in taverns, becoming an Explorer to observe ancient ruins, explore hidden Underground Cities, I still want to be a Navigator, soaring freely over the Seven Seas, visiting overseas Islands, seeking unknown overseas kingdoms."

Sinbad responded naturally. He had no interest in becoming a Monarch but was greatly attracted to the life suggested by Noah, further depicting it at that moment.

"Although you relinquishing the Monarch’s path is a regret for me, the path you choose for your life is also a fine one. You will see a road different from your father’s, but equally spectacular, so you can gain my power."

Hovering over the pyramid, the Holy Dragon’s shadow stretched out a Dragon Claw, pointing at the boy, and then the Sun suspended over the pyramid descended.

As the boy attempted to catch the sun, brimming with joy, he saw it pass directly through his hand, merging into the temporary crutch he used for support—a broken curved sword with a cracked blade, nearing complete ruin.

"?!"

In Sinbad’s stunned and shocked gaze, the weapon he picked up and used for a while began to reshape under the power of the Holy Dragon True Blood. Pure golden flames ignited upon the blade.

Amid the raging flames, the blade became sharp once more, and patterns resembling Dragon Scales and a soaring Dragon extended across it. The previously simplistic and commonplace curved sword was now transformed into a mysterious and splendid Alchemy Weapon.

Upon seeing a figure of a soaring Holy Dragon forming on the sword’s hilt, the boy, initially filled with joy, whose expectations were now completely dashed, looked up with eyes full of confusion and incomprehension at Noah, who almost laughed aloud,

"What is this?"

"This is the Holy Artifact I created for you!"

"But wasn’t the True Blood supposed to fuse with me?"

At that moment, Sinbad just felt his head buzzing; this scene was completely beyond his expectations. He couldn’t imagine what situation he would face if he returned with this weapon.

"No, you don’t need my True Blood but very much need a weapon suited to you!"