The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases

The surname Sed Ponga, in the Gloomy Region and even among the Drow, is truly notorious and has a long and infamous history.

If a Drow was sufficiently unlucky, yet also remarkably fortunate to survive such encounters, she might have experienced the ravages of three Sed Pongas in her lifetime.

One of the Sed Pongas had betrayed Spider Nest City and killed her way through the Gloomy Region on her own.

Another had destroyed most of the Drow's main fleet on the shores of the Old Continent, and they have yet to recover their strength.

The most recent and emerging Sed Ponga went so far as to summon the Chromatic Dragon Queen to level half of Spider Nest City, utterly eliminating the Drow's chance to compete for dominance with the High Elves in this century.

Clearly, the former had long since returned her soul to Barto Hell to serve the Chromatic Dragon Queen.

The second remained entrenched on the Old Continent, forcing the elves to regard it as forbidden ground, sneaking around even for a bit of Crimson Ash.

Thus, the Sed Ponga in front of them could only be the youngest of the three.

And being young also meant impulsivity and a volatile temper.

Those Drow who had memories from the previous year and had miraculously survived might forget their own matron's name, but they would never forget this Sed Ponga.

Damn, she was fiercely tempered.

She'd burn cities at the slightest provocation!

It was said that initially, she merely wanted to conduct trade with the Drow.

But that foolish bitch Flavia had attempted to double-cross a dragon for profit.

Wouldn't that just infuriate this Sed Ponga?

In the end, Flavia died miserably in front of the Spider Temple.

Why the hell would you provoke a Red Dragon for no reason!

Good riddance!

Just as a group of Drow, silently cursing in their hearts, found themselves in a dilemma.

"F*ck! Who designed this damn sewer system?!!"

[Authority—Wrath]

All the Drow suddenly lost their hesitation and charged towards David as if they had lost their wits.

David, who had just pulled his head out from the ceiling, immediately revealed a fierce smile, and the bracelet given to him by Shalaina glowed with an intense magical pulse.

A layer of stone-like external armor immediately formed on top of his scales, which were already akin to heavy leather armor.

It was none other than [Petrification Armor]—one of the Aeroria plane's most famous fifth-circle defensive spells and an enhanced version of the fourth-circle Stone Skin Technique.

This spell was famous because, although its defensive capabilities showed a qualitative leap compared to the original Stone Skin Technique, endowing the spellcaster with an impenetrable defense, its excessive weight could render one nothing more than a stone stele that could only stand still and take hits...

But once applied to a large creature like a Dracolich, it instantly created an unstoppable heavy-armored battle chariot.

Or, as in the current case with David, the Red Dragon, once he donned it.

He instantly became a juggernaut, as formidable as Lü Bu reborn.

CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CRACK!

The first wave of Drow that swarmed up was like hacking at ore.

The lucky ones only had their weapons shattered, but the unluckiest ones at the forefront directly shattered like eggs against rock, their brains and innards spraying everywhere.

"Hey, this gift from Shalaina is quite handy," David remarked.

A series of muffled THUDS could be heard as the ground in front of David filled with 'crying cuckoos.'

The newly grown Petrification Armor was instantly stained red once more, resembling a Dragon Gundam mid-paint job.

And at that moment, this Dragon Gundam was fully charged.

"Quick... retreat..."

"Lord David Uthos! We will leave your territory at once! Immediately!!!"

With some Drow acting as a cushion in front, those who were knocked dizzy but eventually came to their senses realized they had struck a crimson iron plate. They were lucky their teeth hadn't shattered on the spot.

God damn it! Dragon hide was already a natural counter to Drow, who favored daggers, short swords, and bows. Now it was covered in a layer of stone shell!

How could they fight? Use their heads as weapons?

What's the difference between that and striking a golem with sharp weapons?!

No, there is a difference.

At least the golem...

Doesn't breathe flame...

The next moment, a blaze of fire suddenly illuminated this almost enclosed space.

... It's just too damn bullying for the Drow!

「In Dewensen City, on Golden Oak Avenue.」

Attilicia and Shalaina, flanking Tania on her left and right, had taken her out to walk the dragons at her begging after she finally finished her homework.

But the moment Attilicia saw how Tania was looking around, he knew she was searching for a glimpse of that boy David.

Instantly, he felt a headache coming on, and his mood plummeted.

As a parent, how could he not see that Tania, compared to a pure Silver Dragon, had a sense of justice and kindness that was barely present, if not entirely absent—and that little she had was primarily spent on her brother.

It wasn't just Tania—even he, a young Silver Dragon who had received fifty years of orthodox education on Dragon Island, was gradually being led down a path of no return under his son's devilishly alluring influence.

Ah, who knows where that kid has run off to.

David did leave a tail-gesture code behind before leaving, a code only the two of them could understand:

He said he was going to scout and develop new markets.

But this was Dewensen, not the Gloomy Region, and certainly not the Old Continent.

Just hope he doesn't stir up any trouble.

No sooner had he finished that thought than he felt a faint tremor underfoot that gradually became larger, akin to a magnitude four earthquake.

Shalaina instinctively shielded Tania and looked around alertly.

It wasn't long before they witnessed an incredible scene.

First, the statue of Elf King Ailiando in front of the palace on the meadow at the end of the street tipped over by thirty-five degrees amid cracking, then cracks and small sinkholes started spreading down Golden Oak Avenue at a visible speed.

BOOM!

A manhole cover flew into the air with a puff of smoke.

Then a second one...

And a third...

"Quick, get away from here..." Shalaina had just heard Attilicia's warning when she turned around—Attilicia was gone! No, where was the dragon?

"Sister Shalaina, look... Dad is flying..."

Tania's little face was full of shock.

At the same time, it was the first time she realized that Dad could fly without changing back into his true form.

"AHHH!!!" Attilicia, equally bewildered and about to hit the ground, was caught at the last second by Shalaina, who had transformed back into a Silver Dragon, with her tail.

Shielding Tania with her dragon wings and wrapping her dragon tail around Attilicia, she asked with a concerned face, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, just a bit... unexpected."

Attilicia never expected to be standing on a manhole cover that could explode and send him flying.

"Watch out!" Attilicia had just sensed danger and was about to warn.

But he saw a manhole cover falling freely from the sky, slamming directly onto Shalaina's head with a loud THWACK, twisting and deforming on impact, then bouncing away.

"Are you all right?" Now it was Attilicia's turn to express concern.

"No... I'm alright, I think," Shalaina responded instinctively.

HISSS.

A jet of blood spurted from Shalaina's crown like a fountain, splashing all over Attilicia's face and head.

"Sister Shalaina, your head is bleeding..." Tania kindly reminded.

Unlike David and the Drow's situation, being akin to wearing a suit of full plate armor, the Metal Dragons...

Fear blunt trauma the most.

"Shalaina!!!" Attilicia cursed inwardly while hastily casting [Cure Serious Wounds].

This was definitely David's doing.

This is what he calls market development?

Is this his idea of expansion?

Perhaps by tomorrow morning, the name of his son, David Uthos, will be on the headlines of Dewensen's morning papers!