With a father about to break through to beco a legend and a mother capable of summoning elental legions, Tidel is seen as a rising star among many young nobles in the Kingdom.
Everything that many nobles pursue their entire lives is within his easy reach. Even the daughters of those lofty noble families maintain frequent correspondence with him, establishing close and friendly relations.
The young man, not yet of age, seems to possess everything. Yet the little elves in the Golden Dragon Flower Garden know of his pain, for he has poured out his heart to them countless tis, venting the pressure building within him.
This is because Tidel knew from a young age that he hadn't inherited even a hint of his mother's spellcasting talent, so the only thing he could do was closely follow in his father's footsteps.
However, two years ago, after accompanying his father to the Capital, his mindset briefly swelled due to the Capital's nobility. But when he cald down and delved back into cultivation, feelings of despair arose.
He realized that his father was like an insurmountable mountain to him. The more he practiced and understood, the more hopeless he felt.
To him, his father is an unreachable figure, possessing talents and a bloodline far beyond what he can hope to achieve, neither of which he inherited.
The pressure this young man places upon himself is unimaginable to ordinary people.
In the eyes of the public, even within the demanding noble circles of the Capital, he is considered a top-notch prodigy. Yet standing before his parents, he feels dull and invisible.
"It's impossible. I can't possibly use less ti than my father did."
Hearing Noah's words, Tidel displayed a seemingly hearty smile, as if he had long accepted the reality of being diocre in front of his father,
"But it's fine; I will definitely break through within two years."
"Well, then I wish you success."
"Of course, Noah, your Dao Magic seems to be between the Fourth and Fifth Rings now. You should take ti to improve it, or else it won't be of use to when the ti cos."
The young man masked the bitterness deep in his eyes, instead appearing confident and full of optimism.
"You don't need to worry about that."
To be fair, even by the standards of a Golden Dragon, the young man before him is excellent. Apart from being sowhat flirtatious with several noble girls, there is little fault to be found in his character and morals.
Even Noah, on a personal level, finds this young man agreeable, not for any particular reason, but simply because he is a big talker who helped spread his fa.
In the new city of Elisium, freed slaves praise his na after gaining their freedom, and much of the credit goes to Tidel. Without his exposure, those slaves would not know of his existence or that this decree was initially proposed by him.
Moreover, over the past two years, Tidel has polished his Fighting Spirit and honed his combat skills by clearing out low-level Monster Clans around the city on several occasions.
Due to this, the Golden Tree occasionally bears cherry-sized Blood Origin Fruits. Although Noah didn't feel any impact from consuming these fruits, there was still a certain effect.
Even so, Tidel continues to deliver pearls to him now and then, as after his father's rise to fa, he, as the only heir, beca generous, and the quality of the pearls he sent improved.
For all these reasons, it's hard for Noah to remain indifferent or not to form a positive view of this young man. Of course, this guy still hasn't given up trying to beco his nominal brother, a point on which Noah won't concede.
"Noah, I'm heading out. Take care, and when I return, I'll bring you a gift."
"Alright, got it."
The young man bade farewell to the Golden Dragon and embarked on a grueling journey that would exhaust him both ntally and physically.
Noah continued to perch in the Dragon Nest, observing the city's prosperity and gradual expansion at the foot of the mountain, a prosperity inextricably linked to him, evidenced by the occasional ripples across the Golden Tree.
The Golden Dragon knew well that this was because of his involvent in the city's construction and the establishnt of its order, albeit to a small degree.
Noah was even clearer that all the feedback he received was fundantally rooted in the Augustus family, more precisely, his adoptive father and mother.
As long as these two exist, and as long as the order they established continues, the Golden Tree will receive continuous feedback and bear fruit.
Thus, as a wyrmling without any power to affect the outside world, Noah fervently hopes for his adoptive father's early advancent, for when that day cos, the order in which he can participate will inevitably expand.
The departure of the heir to the territory didn't cause any ripples, and everything continued as usual, with the city steadily and orderly expanding.
"Am I six years old?!"
Upon awakening from his slumber and checking the ti with the little elves in the flower garden, Noah suddenly realized he had unknowingly celebrated another birthday.
"Ha~choo~"
With a yawn after waking up, Noah was quite composed, as this indicated that the first Deep Sleep Period of his dragon life was approaching.
"Sigh, why hasn't it happened yet."
Compared to the Deep Sleep Period that could tamorphose him and greatly enhance his strength, Noah was more concerned about his adoptive father's situation, as the promised three years would conclude in six months.
If possible, Noah wished to witness his adoptive father's legendary ascent firsthand, because if he fell asleep this ti, he wouldn't wake up for at least half a year.
Thoughts that persist, eventually resound.
The long night was ending, and as the dawn's glow had yet to illuminate, a sudden radiance erupted and transford into a long arc, piercing the Sky Do.
Then, in the next instant, a dazzling but not blinding golden radiance filled the sky, sweeping away all clouds and dust.
In the city of Elisium, early risers and all-night travelers gazed upward in bewildernt at the golden aurora that ebbed and flowed across the sky, magnificent and brilliant, a light they had never before witnessed in their lives.
Subsequently, the ground began to tremble gently, as a surge akin to a tidal wave, indescribable and overwhelming, swept across the entire city without causing harm.
However, when this wave, spreading boundlessly in all directions, crossed the city walls and surged into the wilderness, the howling wolf packs of the night lay prostrate, while bears and great snakes dwelling in caves and the Underground quaked with fear.
At that mont, whether insects or Giant Beasts, or the birds and fish on this vast land, across every form of life, be it intelligent Monster Clans or the unthinking trees, there was only reverence, and they could only worship...
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