The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases-Chapter 485 - 288: If You Don’t Work, There Are Plenty of Blue Dragons Who Will

Chapter 485: Chapter 288: If You Don’t Work, There Are Plenty of Blue Dragons Who Will

As the New Continent Brule strategic plan was drafted and implemented—encompassing ’Blue Dragon Arc Welding Operations Training,’ ’Thunder Dragon Rod Production Line Design,’ ’Coordination of War Reserves for the New Continent’s Proxy Nations,’ and other related matters—the dragons centered around Tokamak Fortress began to operate like a highly efficient machine.

This only added to the burdens of Dragon Father Attilicia, who was already working around the clock, making him even busier, practically swamped. So much so, he suspected he might become the first dragon in history to die from overwork. Every time this thought crossed his mind, seeing David still finding leisure time to be affectionate with the Silver Dragon princess, his Red Dragon wife, the Blue Dragon Azure Jade, his Black Dragon vassal, and other female dragons, he would become instantly infuriated.

Perhaps because he hadn’t hibernated for restoration in too long, disrupting his endocrine system, the dragon father, whose temper flared easily, finally caught David alone during a rare break from training the Blue Dragons on ’Alchemical Magic Matrix Operation Schematics.’ He couldn’t help but unleash a barrage of frustration,

"David, you’re a father of three already! At a time like this, can’t you hold off on flirting? There’s still a ton of important work to do."

If Nifadora, who always indulged David, hadn’t taken her sister Shadila far away to the Athas plane to seek the path to becoming legendary, it wouldn’t have been surprising for David to throw a party right there in the fortress.

When David heard this, he tilted his head back, not indulging ’His Holiness’ just because he was his father, and even started to argue back,

"Which eye of yours saw me flirting! I’m also doing serious work, okay?!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

[Arrogance]

At these words, Dragon Father Attilicia instantly bristled, glaring at his defiant son,

"Then what sweet nothings were you whispering into Alicia’s ear-frills just now?"

But David retorted with conviction, "Of course! I was using her Magical Items to have a long-distance chat with her brother. We were discussing the feasibility of utilizing Dragon Island’s existing Dragon Nest defenses to augment them with Thunder Guard capabilities. We have a purely platonic draconic relationship! Dad, you better not spread rumors about me in front of the other dragons!"

Attilicia was momentarily lost for words. "Then what were you doing running off to Lizrite?"

David replied irritably, "She’s the general of the New Continent Giant Dragon Legion. I need to explain things thoroughly to that stubborn Ironhead Dragon, right? If she gets carried away, she could lead a hundred dragons straight to attack Dewensen City. Wouldn’t that throw the whole Granyel Continent into chaos?"

Dragon Father Attilicia was left breathless. What David said seemed to make sense, yet he remained skeptical.

"What about Silvia and Viola? They haven’t even reached adolescence yet," implying that David surely wouldn’t pull them onto the battlefield.

David sighed and spread his claws, confessing frankly,

"Many of the young and strong adults from the Olivalyres Blue Dragon Clan will be accompanying us to the New Continent for the Brule project. I want Silvia to take over the ’charging station affairs’ at the fortress. After all, the previous deception was ultimately a lie. Even if that group of Blue Dragons is willing to continue working for us, they definitely won’t be as diligent as before. Since she’s the granddaughter of that old dragon Patrice, she’ll be better at managing her own kin.

"As for Viola, I want her to act as my emissary—David Euthyphro—and, invoking the name of her mother, Felicia, the Lord of Dose, visit the various Chromatic Dragon Lords to see if we can recruit those fellows as reinforcements."

After all, the Old Continent Skanis is vast, with few dragons. However, there are quite a number of legendary dragon lords like Viola’s mother, Felicia, the Lord of Dose, and the Emerald Lord Serubelia. If they could join forces, the current number of Elves in Elariya really wouldn’t be enough for the Chromatic Dragons to contend with.

Attilicia, however, was taken aback when he heard this, not very optimistic about it,

"If you still harbor such hopes for the Chromatic Dragons, I fear you are bound to be disappointed."

Just as Tiamat said, given the current nature of the Chromatic Dragons, whose civilization has been effectively neutered, they are content to occupy a mountain, build a nest as their territory, and feel smug after plundering some treasure. Let alone uniting to face an enemy. As long as their treasures aren’t stolen, they’d most likely try to avoid trouble if possible; if things get serious, they’re quick to flee.

After all, for dragons who have reached legendary status, they do have wings, even if they don’t have the technology and dragon veins to move to other planes like the Metal Dragons. Moving to another place and claiming a hilltop to start a new territory isn’t that difficult for them.

It wasn’t that he looked down on the Chromatic Dragons. Even if the Chromatic Dragon Queen were alive, apart from Her followers, not all Chromatic Dragons might be mobilized to fight for the so-called mission for their kind. So-called dragon glory? That’s ancient history, a bygone era. Whoever cared could go pursue it.

David, however, smiled nonchalantly. "I’m well aware of this. But some things, we still have to try. What if a hero capable of thrashing the High Elves emerges from within our Chromatic Dragons, turning the whole situation around? It wouldn’t hurt the opportunistic Chromatic Dragons to join in plundering elven wealth and kicking them when they’re down, would it?"

His father’s eyes shifted with a hint of concern. "This one-man-army hero you’re talking about... it better not be you, right?"

David scoffed, "How could that be possible! I’m a father of three now; there’s no need for me to risk my life fighting the Elves. Right now, I’m just doing what I can, consider it as settling the score for the Elves seizing our territory. I’ll see how things go. If it really becomes impossible..."

Father and son exchanged a look, both fully aware of what the other meant. They were just ordinary dragons, after all. With both Dragon Gods nowhere to be found, could they really attempt to mend the heavens like the goddess Nüwa? If it truly came to that, Mother Pafila would have repaid Tiamat’s kindness from all those years ago.

After such a deep exchange, Attilicia’s turbulent emotions finally calmed. Hearing that David, who usually didn’t make a peep, was actually toiling away at so many things in secret, he even felt a little guilty. He immediately reached out with his dragon tail and patted David’s shoulder,

"Sorry, I’ve been... out of sorts lately. All sorts of things are swirling in my head, and they just won’t stop. It’s giving me a headache..."

David, with an ’I-knew-it’ expression, showed deep sympathy and similarly extended his tail to pat his father’s shoulder,

"Dad, you need to eat something good to replenish your strength. You’re running on empty!"

"Get lost!" Attilicia immediately raised his hind leg, aiming a kick at his insubordinate son’s backside.

However, David almost instinctively turned his body, and the kick landed squarely on his knee—one of a Red Dragon’s hardest bones. Attilicia immediately sucked in a sharp breath of cold air from the pain, collapsing to the ground and clutching his foot to lick it.

David, however, sauntered off, tail swaying. But before he left, he offered a piece of sincere advice,

"Dad, take a break if you’re tired. Work is endless. Your health is what’s most important."

"Sigh," Attilicia hadn’t even had a chance to feel touched when David, who was about to go out and continue his unfinished dates with his female dragon friends, instantly changed his tune upon seeing a group of Blue Dragons slacking off,

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you all gathered around here loafing for!

"Do you still want this month’s performance bonus or not?

"Get back to work, all of you!

"The Kutaro Desert isn’t short on Blue Dragons! If you don’t want to do it, plenty of other Blue Dragons will!"

A group of crestfallen Blue Dragons immediately slunk back to their workstations on the ’Thunder Dragon Rod Production Line’ in the skills training workshop. With tongues lolling, they began to ’arc weld’ with their Dragon Breath on the magical matrix trajectories, emitting sizzling flashes.

That was the radiant glow of a working dragon’s spirit!

During a work break, the contingent of Blue Dragons assigned to the Brule project, thoroughly worn down by the wartime military-industrial system, looked at each other, all sighing dejectedly.

Damn it, this work really isn’t fit for a dragon! If it weren’t for the fact that this place provides food and lodging, offers a substantial amount of treasure, has foreseeable prospects for advancement, and allows us to go back and brag to those idiots in our lairs... And most importantly, if we hadn’t signed that damned apprentice employment contract... Sigh, guess we’ll just keep at it for now. To get a chance for personal instruction from Master Attilicia, we gritted our teeth and paid that so-called ’no-quitting-early security deposit.’