Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 827 461: Become My Warlord!

"Don't you want to return to your Kingdom for a look?"
Noah looked down at the calm-faced first Monarch in front of him. He had now donned the garb of a wandering Adventurer, his demeanor exuding a kind of mediocrity that blended into a crowd.
"I don't have any Kingdom. I'm just a regular Adventurer now."
Tidel immediately replied with a serious tone upon hearing Noah's words.
"Your Kingdom needs an outstanding leader."
"No, it doesn't. Its current leader is excellent and doesn't need an old guy who just crawled out of the coffin."
"There are quite a few in your family dissatisfied with the current Family Head."
"When I was the Family Head, there were also many who were dissatisfied. Just get rid of them."
Tidel replied nonchalantly.
"Really not going to take a look?"
Noah then remembered that this guy in front of him was a repeat offender. Although his grasp over the family was not as firm as his descendants when he was in power, it wasn't weak either.
"There's no place for me in the Kingdom."
"As long as you're willing, your place is always there."
"An old guy like me should make way for the young. They need it more than I do."
Noah felt Tidel's determination and agreed and admired such a notion,
"To the younger generation of the family, you are definitely a mature and reliable elder. But it seems like you have another intention?"
If it weren't for their identities, Noah would have thought Tidel was taking the opportunity to mock him. As the Holy Dragon, Noah's status was becoming increasingly unshakeable by any successors.
"How could that be?"
Tidel realized, knowing Noah was joking with him, yet still showed a helpless grin,
"Noah, you're different from me. There are countless who can replace me, but there isn't a second Dragon in this world that can replace you."
"Hahaha, what an exaggeration. In my eyes, you are the most outstanding Monarch, and among the Dragon Clan, many excellent youngsters emerge every year."
"In our world, there's nothing that can replace you, but you could replace the Sun in the sky. To your subjects, they'd rather lose the Sun than lose you."
"Who'd have thought, Tidel, you're so smooth-talking and charming; you won my heart. Why don't you stay and be my close steward!"
Hearing Tidel's compliments, Noah couldn't help but laugh, teasing him.
"No need for that. I'd still prefer to be my wandering Adventurer!"
Tidel rolled his eyes at Noah before turning to leave; he was eager to start his wandering adventure life.
This was the life he dreamt of. Before he was sealed, there was no chance to realize this dream. Whether it was family inheritance or his parents' expectations and entrustment, choosing to be an Adventurer was impossible.
Even though it was his pursuit, he had the duties of an Augustus family Inheritor; he couldn't have any personal desires or thoughts, especially after becoming Family Head and King, making the idea of being an Adventurer even more laughable.
Unexpectedly, after he abdicated and went through so many hardships, he now had the chance to fulfill his dream. Although with his current strength, being a regular Adventurer might be bullying. But what does it matter? After all, he's not the one being bullied.
"Tidel, how long do you plan to play?"
As Tidel was about to tear through space to leave, Noah called out to him.
"How long to play? That's a good question."
Tidel turned to look at Noah, pondered for a moment, then showed a bright smile, reminiscent of youthful ambition,
"Of course, play indefinitely, to make up for lost time and years!"
"While I agree with your plan for your future, however..."
Noah paused, no longer speaking.
"However what? Noah, since when did you develop this habit of stopping mid-sentence?"
Tidel showed dissatisfaction.
"I just realized that once I say it, your dreams would be delayed again."
"What do you need me to do?"
"First, go fulfill your original dreams!"
"If you don't tell me, even if I leave, I can't have fun. Are you doing this on purpose?"
The black-haired youth's expression grew more displeased.
"Alright, I'll tell you."
"Okay."
Tidel showed a posture of listening intently.
"I want to become the Dragon King!"
"Aren't you already?"
"No, there's still the last critical part to go."
Noah began to explain his current state to Tidel in detail. Now, he was the World Guardian, acknowledged as the King of Giant Beasts, Master of Ancient Wilderness, but that was far from enough because he aspired to be the parent of the World Will.
But this wasn't something he could achieve by his own power; he needed his Servants, followers willing to support him, to help him.
"What exactly should I do?"
"Become my Expeditionary Army Commander, lead my followers and command my army to conquer more worlds and plunder the treasures of other worlds!"
"You want me to be your Warlord?"
"Yes."
"Will doing this enable you to ascend as Dragon King, becoming the Lord of the World?"