Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 755 - 425: I’m Your Big Brother, Don’t Be Afraid—Show Me

Chapter 755: Chapter 425: I’m Your Big Brother, Don’t Be Afraid—Show Me
"Protect!"
The Red Dragon Jeddon chewed on this word in his heart. In the traditions of the Colorful Dragon Clan, this concept did not exist. Even if it was a conclusion diametrically opposed to other Red Dragons, there was still no related concept in his heart because he also had no dragon he wanted to protect.
Even though he had decided to follow and pledge allegiance to the Holy Dragon’s first grandson, Cezer, he was only willing to fight for him, having never had the thought of protecting him.
This dragon was even stronger than him, so what’s the logic behind a weaker dragon guarding a stronger one?
"Jeddon, what do you think of my younger sister?"
Seeing the Red Dragon lost in thought, seemingly entangled with some issue, Cezer also pondered for a while before abruptly asking.
"What do you mean ’what’?"
Jeddon was taken aback and didn’t dare to respond casually.
"I mean in terms of appearance, how do you think my sister compares to the other female dragons at the academy?"
Xize’er elaborated more specifically.
"Well..."
The Red Dragon hemmed and hawed, not daring to reply.
"No need to hold back. Just speak your mind. Do you think she is beautiful or ugly? Just say what you feel.
I want to know how those who have no blood relation to my sister perceive her.
This is not a question I’ll only ask you; I’ll also ask others, so just express your feelings."
Cezer remained as gentle and magnanimous as ever, like the warm sun in winter.
But the Red Dragon Jeddon remembered vividly Cezer’s instinctive rejection and near-hostile behavior toward other male dragons when he saw his sister.
"Your sister is, of course, beautiful; she has nothing to do with ugliness."
Jeddon answered very cautiously.
"Then, in your opinion, how does her beauty rank in the academy? Have you seen any dragon that can match her?"
"..."
Reason told the Red Dragon not to answer any more of the questions Xize’er, as her brother, was posing.
"From the perspective of appearance and beauty, your sister should rank among the top at the academy. I haven’t seen a dragon more beautiful than your sister.
However, my social circle is extremely narrow, and I’ve also seen very few dragons. Perhaps you should ask for others’ opinions."
Silence was not the best choice, so Jeddon eventually chose to answer the question, though he didn’t forget to add a remark, shifting the tension to encourage more dragons to share the pressure.
"So, you’re saying my sister is the most beautiful female dragon you’ve seen?"
Cezer asked with a smile.
"Professor Christel, the Ancient Silver Dragon, has a more refined and elegant demeanor!"
Jeddon’s scales practically bristled, and he immediately answered off-topic. And as he spoke this sentence, he could instantly and clearly sense that a certain intangible threat and pressure emanating from the Holy Dragon’s first grandson before him suddenly lessened.
"Professor Christel? She truly is the most elegant dragon in the academy."
Cezer nodded in agreement at what Jeddon said, but he wasn’t about to let this Red Dragon off so easily,
"However, she is an Ancient Dragon, not of the same era as us, so you wouldn’t have any thoughts about her. But you feel a kind of impulse when you see my sister, don’t you?"
"Cezer, I think you’ve misunderstood. I have no impulses towards your sister; she’s still just a young dragon. I was only stunned by her exceedingly beautiful appearance at the time."
Jeddon immediately explained, and as those words left his mouth, a piercing laugh echoed within his mind,
"What a pathetic and ridiculous reptile; you don’t even have the courage to express your affection, only daring to hide your true emotions?
But did you forget who stands before you? He bears the strongest lineage of the Golden Dragon, how could you dare to lie before him?"
"Yet you are just a young dragon as well, and Nancy will soon enter her juvenile stage, the age difference between you two is not significant."
Cezer reassured him, while also further easing Jeddon’s guarded emotions,
"As I’ve already said, you don’t need to conceal your thoughts; you can confide your most genuine feelings to me."
"I am a Red Dragon, and my future partner will also only be a Red Dragon, or perhaps another Colorful Dragon."
Jeddon spoke his thoughts earnestly, all the while hearing mocking laughter filled with ridicule and scorn in his mind.
He was not a naive fledgling; he had a clear understanding of the differences between Colorful Dragons and Metal Dragons. Even if he could integrate into an academy primarily composed of Metal Dragons, as a Red Dragon, he was bound to suffer numerous injustices and discrimination, which was inevitable.
He was born a Red Dragon, and this was unchangeable no matter what he did. When encountered by members of the Wisdom Species, they would always see him through tinted glasses.
There was no point in holding any resentment over this; these were the sins committed by the Colorful Dragon Clan in the past, which all Colorful Dragons had to bear and endure together.
Of course he was astonished by the beauty of the Holy Dragon descendant, and some primitive thoughts inevitably sprouted in his heart, but he knew even more clearly that it was impossible.
With his current status and possible future development, he had not a sliver of a chance; it’s like searching for death.
If that were the case, there was no need to retain such foolish, primal instincts that could potentially take his life. Cutting them off was the wisest choice.
"Given your current personality, what kind of Red Dragon suits you? Not to mention a Red Dragon, even expanding the selection to the entire Colorful Dragon Clan, you’d find few female dragons that match your personality!"