The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases-Chapter 376 - 238: My Head’s on Fire_2

Heh heh. Like I’d let you get away with that?

No sooner had David thought about ’family planning and eugenics’ than, fueled by Arrogance, he soared into the sky.

Just as Patricio was pondering whether he should also make a later entrance during the next Night of Storms, he looked up, astonished. Seeing David’s wild rush toward the raging storm clouds high above, he muttered to himself in confusion, "Wasn’t it agreed you’d be the closing act?"

David, his mind wholly focused on thrashing the troublemaker who had ’stolen the dragon’s beloved,’ paid no attention to whether he was the finale or not.

Only after shooting into the sky did I remember that in both my lives, I’d never learned to dance. There was nothing of the sort in the Red Dragon heritage, let alone the kind of dancing talent Tania inherited from her Silver Dragon father. All I had was strength, on par with Pafila’s in her youth. But no matter. Even if I’ve never eaten pork, I’ve seen a pig run, haven’t I? I just need to twist to the rhythm of the widespread thunder, and that’ll be enough.

And reality indeed proved that as long as one was strong and confident, even if they danced like David—who, despite his bulky and robust frame, twisted about like a bear awkwardly scrubbing itself after finishing rehabilitation—they would still incite the long-awaited frenzy of the female dragons.

The nearly perfect ’Tanyas’ is already spoken for; we can’t let this incredibly powerful brother with limitless potential slip away too!

The three female dragons who had originally been before Patricio scampered away completely in a flash, their faces full of bewilderment and regret.

We knew full well he had a temper comparable to a Red Dragon’s; why on earth did we have to provoke him?! Great, now we’ll probably end up single this round!

And just as this massive thunderstorm—an event akin to an ’El Niño phenomenon,’ occurring only once every seven or eight years, or even once a decade—was about to pass, the Blue Dragons’ revelry was also nearing its peak, with their communal mating dance approaching its climax.

David took a deep breath. Under the astonished gazes of the assembled dragons, a dazzling, piercing light began to emanate from his throat—the power of lightning, fueled by the storm’s concentrated and furious Mana Energy, which had been steadily building. Even his chest and abdomen began to faintly glow with a hazy blue-white light from this furious lightning.

"ROAR!!!" A beam of high-energy plasma, as straight as a laser, shot into the sky, and for a moment, all the thunder in the Thunderstorm Cloud fell silent.

The next moment, countless bolts of lightning began to surge and roil, spreading from near to far.

Such a domineering Thunder Breath, and this magnificent, unprecedented spectacle of the thunderstorm, instantly sent all the young female dragons present into raptures.

Then, no one knew who started it first.

Just as Tania had anticipated, David kept delaying his choice of a mate. As the thunderstorm drew to its close, a group of female Blue Dragons, vying for their ’big brother’s’ attention, immediately started a grand brawl, leaving the male Blue Dragons utterly dumbfounded.

Male Blue Dragons fighting to catch the attention of females was a common occurrence. Female dragons brawling over a coveted, outstanding male Blue Dragon was also not unheard of. But for more than half the female dragons in the Dragon Nest to collectively join a brawl over a single male... such a scene was unheard of, unseen before.

So much so that Tania, who had already secured a beautiful dragon partner, couldn’t help but comment with a touch of jealousy via Magic Messaging, "Hmph. Brother David certainly is popular."

"Isn’t that the truth! Are you jealous?" David immediately became smug.

"Heh heh heh. I’m not jealous of you. Look, my ’wife’ doesn’t even spare you a glance," Tania boasted to David.

David glanced at Lefilia, who was following closely behind Tania. Lefilia was diligently reining in her Blue Dragon instinct to admire the strong, holding back any impulse to look up at David. A mix of emotions churned within him. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

My own sister... could she really have been ’bent’ by me like this? But if that was the case, all I could do was wish them well.

"Lefilia is a good girl," David said to Tania. "Since you’ve chosen her, don’t let her down."

"HUMPH! Mind your own business!" Tania retorted, then led her little sweetheart dragon back to the Dragon Nest.

As Tania and Lefilia left, David’s attention returned to the female dragons.

He saw one young female dragon, clearly having just entered her youth recently, much like himself. Despite being covered in wounds, she fought on fiercely without retreating, her eyes filled with determination and tenacity.

Seeing the female dragons fighting more and more violently, some even showing a near-suicidal desperation, David decided to prevent any fatalities. Amidst the somewhat astonished looks from the other dragons, he moved in front of the battered young female dragon, extended his tail, and smiling, asked her, "What’s your name?"

"...Gla...Gladys Silvia Morano Olivalyres."

The young female dragon named Silvia seemed utterly taken aback by this turn of events and clearly grew flustered.

Hmm? Morano Olivalyres? Could this be old Patrice’s granddaughter? Fair enough.

"Would you be interested in being my companion for the evening?" David asked.

Since I have to choose one, why not pick the one who’s the prettiest, youngest, and purest, and also possesses such a tenacious spirit? Those powerful Blue Dragon wives with their proud figures are certainly tempting, true. But I, David, fancy myself an upright Dragon gentleman; I haven’t yet developed a penchant for coveting others’ wives like Cao Mengde.

[Lust...]

"Ah?" The young female dragon, however, hearing David’s invitation, became even more flustered and implored in a voice only David could hear, "Why... why don’t you choose the strongest female dragon?"

David initially thought Silvia was just displaying a common trait of young dragons—being coy, wanting him to utter some sweet nothings to affirm her.