"Bored? Do you have nothing to do? Then you can join..."
The angel’s eyes lit up.
"Please allow to refuse, thank you!"
Noah interrupted before she could finish speaking.
"You haven’t heard finish my sentence yet."
"You don’t need to say it; I know what you’re thinking."
The angel, with her mind rigidly stuck on the idea that a sword in hand could solve all problems, could propose sothing that was easily predictable.
"I think I’m still too young at my age to enter your battlefield. I’ll consider your proposal after I beco an Ancient Dragon."
"In what way are you young?"
Ophelia, having been rejected, was both annoyed and unwilling, yet found it slightly amusing.
"An Ancient Dragon? How much longer do you need to beco an Ancient Dragon?"
"A thousand years isn’t enough, two thousand should be about right."
An Ancient Dragon is the tenth age category among Dragon Species. Though in the eyes of ordinary humans, Ancient Dragons are equated with Legends, they are, in fact, not the sa.
Because powerful dragon clans like the Golden, Silver, and Red Dragons can enter the Legendary Domain before becoming Ancient Dragons, yet the black and white dragons, considered the disgrace of Dragon Clan, still hover outside the Legendary Domain even upon reaching Ancient Dragon status.
"The battlefield is not as scary as you imagine."
Ophelia had a basic understanding and recognition of this Ancestor Dragon and found it sowhat unreasonable.
"Ordinary battlefields are not scary, but those requiring angels to form an army to join are terrifying."
In the Golden Dragon Clan, many mbers were involved in heavenly wars, with countless descriptions related to them in inherited mories.
For the most frequently recurring conflicts and small-scale wars, having Legendary level might more or less guarantee survival.
However, in wars with slightly higher stakes, Demon Lords and Evil Demon Kings might appear, which only Divine beings could suppress.
On such high-level battlefields where Divines might make moves, saying this bluntly, Legends are rely large cannon fodder, existing to attract the opponent’s highest level of power, consu their energy, and slightly tilt the scales of victory towards their own side.
Noah would never set foot on such a battlefield. Although wars at such high stakes might not break out for a century, once they do, they wreak havoc.
Most importantly, without the constraints of Material Plane rules on heavenly battlefields, Divines can unleash their full power—sothing Noah sees as fully loaded in danger, and thus he won’t go out.
Therefoer, no matter how much the angel pleaded, Noah was unmoved. Glory or Divine Artifacts, nothing compares to his own life. Before fully tapping into his bloodline potential, Noah wouldn’t glance at such battlefields.
Finally, the angel returned to Heaven with unwillingness and resentnt, and this event, started by a Holy Dragon inadvertently summoning a High Rank angel, thus ca to an end.
The Eastern Continent once again thrived, with everything appearing so harmonious and beautiful. Even wars seed less frequent, though minor conflicts increased significantly, and competition and hidden conflicts in the shadows beca extrely fierce.
With the angels gone, people had no concerns. Moreover, after clearing out the devils and their vassals, many profits and gaps were left, with so people eager to claim them and fill the void.
However, these mattered little to the Augustus family. The profits needed by the Augustus family had long been arranged and delivered to their doorstep voluntarily by others.
The family, subtly becoming the foremost among the Kingdom’s elites, was leisurely digesting many interests, enhancing their foundation with efficiency and speed enviable even to Legendary Families.
"How long have you stayed this ti? Leaving again?"
"I’ve rested enough this ti."
"You’re practically becoming a Demon Hunter, is this what you call resting?"
Hearing the conversation between his foster father and mother, Noah realized that since Casius returned, he practically hadn’t stopped, searching for devils daily, with quite a number of hunted devils.
The devils vanished from the Eastern Continent, leading to today’s peaceful stability and thriving harmonious atmosphere, and Casius is partly responsible for it, though the credit mostly went to the angels.
"Those can hardly be called battles, more like rest."
Casius lightly smiled at his partner’s questioning.
Having returned to the Legendary Realm, although without the Titan Bloodline’s blessing, not as strong as his forr peak, with his experience in breaking through to Legendary a second ti combined with his increasingly proficient combat skills, hunting devils was effortless, not to ntion that legendary devils were no match for him.
"How long are you planning to stay away this ti?"
Selena knew she couldn’t change Casius’s decision.
"I didn’t make any plans; going out to travel is just going with the flow."
"Going with the flow? I’m busy to the bone every day, and you’re out enjoying yourself. When you return next ti, if you don’t bring so satisfactory gifts, you won’t get away with it."
Selena grumbled.
"When have I let you down?"
Casius laughed.
"Since you shed your bloodline, you’ve never satisfied !"
"Ahem!"
Casius, looking youthful, coughed lightly, glancing at the Golden Dragon listening openly nearby,
"Noah, as I leave this ti, it will take a while before I can return. Please help your aunt take care of the family’s matters."
"Okay."
This was sothing always expected, and Noah agreed right away.
The mundane farewell seed so usual in the Golden Dragon’s eyes. This foster father always couldn’t stay put, liking to wander even after shedding his bloodline, sothing Noah had gotten used to, though his foster mother seed less accustod.
"What a beautiful day!"
This thought crossed Noah’s mind most frequently after Casius left again quietly, as everything seed so smooth and satisfying to him.
Sotis, Noah couldn’t help but wonder if he was the luckiest Golden Dragon in the world. Could any dragon’s life be more comfortable than his?
Yet, barely had this thought erged when Noah received a summons from his foster mother.
"What’s up?"
The Mage City, ford with abundant magic power, was no different from Dragon Nest to Noah. He had the highest authority next to Selena, though he preferred staying in the domain most of the ti.
For as nice as Mage City was, it wasn’t a place controlled by himself. Living in such a place felt sowhat ntally unsettling to the Ancestor Dragon.
"Casius is in trouble again."
With a youthful appearance and a Mage exuding vitality and energy, she lightly sighed, having heard such news multiple tis, Noah remained calm, humorously asking,
"Do you know what it’s about?"
Being familiar with it now, Noah and Selena both relatively calmly reacted, primarily because,
"Not sure, but I can sense his location, so I’m planning to go and take a look. It may take so ti. anwhile, you’ll be responsible for managing Mage City."
"Ah, I’m not very familiar with it!"
Noah instinctively tried to brush this off as now Augustus family’s affairs were so busy it even made Legendary Mages complain of exhaustion.
"I will leave behind an avatar."
"Then no problem."
Golden Dragon’s deanor steadied, optimistically seeing his foster mother off. Then,
"Noah!"
While dealing with affairs, the young girl looked up, apologetically at the Golden Dragon nearby,
"My main body ran into trouble, and this avatar will soon be affected."
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