Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 457 - 449: Successor

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Leon still hadn’t decided how to deal with the Talia Alliance... In fact, he had thrown this matter to the back of his mind the very next day, focusing entirely on playing with his daughter, racing across the sea on a Hell Water Motorcycle modified from a Hell Vehicle.

From this perspective, Leon is completely not on par with the protagonists in those transmigration novels, who, despite being aimless before their transmigration, merely eating, sleeping, and gaming every day, immediately develop lofty ambitions afterward.

He truly has been laid-back since childhood, rarely actively pursuing anything, and even now, he is not much better, preferring a warm home life with his wife and children over conquering the world.

He has status, wealth, three beautiful wives, and a smart, adorable daughter... having so much is enough to play with, any more would be a headache. Leon really feels he lacks nothing. What more could be unsatisfying about such days?

Leon wants to live peacefully forever, but he can’t help that he is now a King with a load of dependents under him.

Someone might have no desire to be an Emperor, but it doesn’t stop his subordinates from feeling cold and decisively offering him the yellow robe. Only when the boss becomes Emperor can everyone else become Prime Ministers and Generals.

If you don’t take it, how can I take it? If I don’t take it, how can Special Commissioner Geng take it? If Special Commissioner Geng doesn’t take it, how can you and I progress! Conversely, it’s pretty much the same; if Special Commissioner Geng doesn’t take it, no one else should think about taking it either.

Leon went to Ferren once, brought back a bunch of gifts to give to Tassera, which merely stimulated a few around him. The Zhen Dan Kingdom annexing Danalan directly affected the whole hierarchy of the Zhen Dan Kingdom.

Officials of the Zhen Dan Kingdom are like sharks smelling blood, rubbing their hands eagerly. Once they devour the Talia Alliance, at least a dozen governor positions will beckon to them.

However, someone can be robed in yellow by everyone, but not Leon; the things he doesn’t want to do, no one can force or scheme against him into doing. No one dares to play tricks, instigating a war between the Zhen Dan Kingdom and Talia Alliance; at most, they dare to probe Leon a bit and egg him on a little.

As Leon grows stronger, beings like the Efreeti no longer dare to speak loudly in his presence. Only Cecilia is free of taboo.

"What did you say... everyone is asking when we’re going to declare war on the Talia Alliance?" Leon was sitting on a seaside rock, watching his daughter collect shells, "Why are they asking that?"

"Why else?" Cecilia shrugged.

Leon chuckled, thinking he indeed thought about the Talia Alliance, but just for a moment, and said, "Danalan is easy to bully, but the Talia Alliance is not. We must stage a whole performance... Even Danalan, my sixth sense tells me, those departing Elves will not be content."

"But so what if they are not content?" Cecilia sat alongside Leon on the seaside rock, her long legs swinging, "They think if you take action, the Talia Alliance wouldn’t be worth mentioning... like Danalan, with just a word from you, those Elves wouldn’t dare let out a fart."

"It’s not that simple." Leon paused, "Moreover, they want to profit through war, why should I take action? What benefit does conquering the Talia Alliance bring me?"

While speaking, Leon stood up, facing the sea breeze, and said, "They are my subordinates, only I need them to do things for me; there’s no reasoning the other way around."

"So you have no interest in the Talia Alliance?" Cecilia blinked, "If you’re not interested, I’ll tell everyone to be compliant, avoid wild thoughts... Terar and Laisone, they’ve been a bit unruly lately and need a bit of shaking."

Leon used the Object Capture Skill to levitate a shell, then flung it out, watching it bounce across the sea surface dozens of times and fly dozens of meters away. He asked, "How many years has it been since the establishment of the Zhen Dan Kingdom?"

"It’s been decades, I suppose." Cecilia replied.

"Do you think we’ve fully absorbed such a vast territory of the Zhen Dan Kingdom?" Leon continued to ask.

Cecilia thought for a moment and gently shook her head, her hair messed up by the sea breeze, "At least Watchtower Port has been absorbed."

"The Zhen Dan Kingdom still hasn’t been fully absorbed, there’s a great deal of room for development; why bite off more than we can chew by declaring war on the Talia Alliance?" Leon looked around, "We clearly have other ways to plunder resources and wealth from the Talia Alliance... except for not being able to act domineeringly, decide life and death in the Talia Alliance, keeping the Talia Alliance is better for us."

"How so?" Cecilia tilted her head.

Leon furrowed his brow and voiced his thought about establishing a new colonialism.

It’s easy to conquer a kingdom but hard to govern it. The Talia Alliance is not easy to conquer either, but it won’t be that difficult, but for a dragon to gain recognition among other races and rule the Talia Alliance smoothly, requires massive time and effort, making the cost-effectiveness a problem.

If it’s possible to exploit the Talia Alliance’s wealth through new colonialism, there really is no reason to declare war on the Talia Alliance, is there?

Leon smacked his lips, genuinely feeling there was a chance to practice new colonialism, for a very simple reason: the Talia Alliance formed from the union of many small countries and city-states to resist the Empire... now also against the Zhen Dan Kingdom, each harboring their own ulterior motives most of the time.

Compared to the Talia Alliance, he has absolute authority in the Zhen Dan Kingdom, where he can develop whatever he wants, concentrating power to accomplish major undertakings, avoiding the infighting among various forces.

Moreover, he ensures no country values technology more than he does, has the ability to throw high-ranking Spellcasters into invention and creation, knows which direction to develop toward, especially as he possesses many technologies from Earth...although he doesn’t understand overly complex technologies, he knows a bit about those ordinary ones from reading novels in the past.

He hadn’t been very attentive to the development of the Zhen Dan Kingdom before, yet even so, the productivity of the Zhen Dan Kingdom nearly caught up with the Talia Alliance. If he put in a little effort, he dared guarantee the Zhen Dan Kingdom’s productivity could soon surpass the Talia Alliance, even reaching several times more.

As long as the Zhen Dan Kingdom develops, they can then use economic superiority to politically, economically, and culturally infiltrate the Talia Alliance, treating it as a market for goods, a source of raw materials, and a place for investment, maximizing the extraction of wealth...

Cecilia just barely understood what Leon was saying and responded, "New colonialism is also possible... we’ll do as you say."

Leon suddenly laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Cecilia asked.

Leon stretched and thought about how everything seemed troublesome to him, and if it weren’t for the Golden Finger reward, he wouldn’t have founded the Zhen Dan Kingdom in the first place. Where could being a King or Emperor compare to taking pleasure in wandering the world, a carefree deity?

Leon turned to look at Cecilia. He initially wanted to train Cecilia, but when he met her, she was already a young dragon with her own deep-rooted ideas, hard to change, so she could only be a Prime Minister, not a successor.

"Is there something on my face?" Cecilia touched her face.

"Nothing." Leon withdrew his gaze, landing on the distant, bouncing Sharon and suddenly froze.

Sharon, his daughter, had just entered the juvenile phase, her worldview not yet mature, still changeable.

At the same time, as a Nether Dragon, she was exceptionally smart, with unmatched talent in Mage skills, bound to become a Great Arcanist in the future, not inferior to Karsas.

She is a hybrid of Red Dragon and Blue Dragon but leans more towards Blue Dragon, being orderly, valuing kinship ties with an astonishingly strong familial bond, including shared territory with kin and serving elders, avoiding a possibly competitive father-daughter relationship.

Leon felt tempted; he could fully cultivate his daughter, then hand over everything to her. Whether it’s waging war on the Talia Alliance or pursuing new colonialism in Talia Alliance, and not sparing the future Empire...he only needs to act as the retired Emperor, watching from the sidelines, lending a hand occasionally, leisurely.

He has no patience to cultivate others, but to cultivate his daughter, he doesn’t mind working a bit harder.

Sharon didn’t find a shell; she touched a fish, grabbed it with both hands, looked up to see Leon staring at her, and immediately raised it high, shouting, "Dad, look what I’ve caught! It’s for you!"

Leon nodded with satisfaction, making up his mind to go for it.

Sharon beamed with joy, unaware of what awaits her.

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