Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"What an arrogant thought, but still worthy of being my offspring."

Noah commented on Iliad this way, but then praised him,

"Since you choose to bear the destiny of all creatures on this land, then, taking on such a heavy duty, you also need to obtain the corresponding rights."

"Father, I do not need rights."

Iliad hastily said, his desire for power was not strong, for he was born with it easily.

"Without rights, how can you establish the order you desire?"

Noah couldn't help but laugh at his offspring's naivety and innocence. For ten years, struggling at the bottom, having only witnessed the suffering at the bottom, he seemed yet to see the cruelty at the top of the political body.

"To establish the desired order is the statement that only a king is qualified to make."

"I can appoint a wise person to the throne after establishing the order, let him govern the kingdom, I don't need to be the monarch."

Having a paladin as a teacher made Iliad appear very idealistic in some ways.

"In what capacity do you appoint another person as king? Such a monarch, in front of you, is nothing but empty in name."

Without waiting for his offspring to reply, Noah continued to ask,

"Moreover, how do you guarantee someone else's wisdom? How do you ensure that he will not be corrupted and degenerate after holding great power?

Even if you can ensure it, how do you prove that such a monarch, after a lifetime of maintaining his beliefs, his descendants will still be wise, and still maintain your established order?"

"This..."

Noah's series of questions left Iliad speechless.

These were questions posed by a longevity species capable of overlooking time and years, watching historical changes with ease. For Iliad, who was not yet fifty years old, these questions were evidently out of scope, and he couldn't think of answers.

"The answer is simple: you yourself take the throne. You are willing to bear the destiny of the living beings on this land, are you unwilling to bear the weight of a crown?"

"I am willing."

Unable to guarantee the wisdom of others, nor the brilliance of the descendants of his choice, Iliad agreed with his father's words.

"In that case, by the name of Noah, I bestow upon you the title of king of this land. Where your eyes see, and where your footsteps reach, shall become the land under your rule."

Noah raised his head, his voice roaring and rolling like thunder, transmitted for miles, directly imprinted into the minds of every intelligent being.

Even those beasts roaming the wilderness, though unable to understand the meaning contained within this voice, were subdued by the majesty revealed within, prostrating on the ground, howling incessantly.

"Do any of you have objections?"

Noah looked around, and under his gaze, one after another, the concealed legends revealed themselves at the horizon. Noah never concealed his presence.

In fact, it was precisely because of his arrival that the sky was filled with golden light ripples like water waves, spreading in circles. Even though the sun was gradually setting, the sky never dimmed.

"The revered name of the Holy Dragon of the Xilantia Continent, I have heard long ago. Today, I am honored to finally see your presence.

Being ruled by your offspring, no doubt the Goltai Region will usher in peace, becoming a place of tranquility yearned for by the people of all nations."

Under Noah's gaze, an old and lifeless legendary figure quickly stepped forward, showering praises and first acknowledging Iliad's rule over the Goltai Region.

"This land indeed needs an excellent ruler, your offspring is a very good candidate, I think, no one is more suitable than him."

"Indeed, there needs to be someone to end the chaos in this region, it's producing too many refugees, affecting my country. The nobles have already complained to me, I believe with your offspring's governance, these problems troubling us will soon disappear."

Under Noah's gaze, even if someone harbored dissatisfaction or failed to capture the desired benefits, no legend dared to object in front of a Giant Dragon whose body length already exceeded one hundred and ten meters.

Because the legendary figures present were rulers of neighboring countries around the former Goltai Duchy, it was due to direct interest entanglement that they came secretly to spy on Noah.

If there were no interest disputes, they would stay as far away as possible. Curiosity is not a quality that a ruler, who is content with stability and focuses on enjoyment, should possess, and this is not the fight over some relic development rights, no one comes to pluck the dragon whiskers of an unknown-ly tempered legendary Giant Dragon for nothing.

"From today onward, you are the ruler of this land. The creatures of this land, their destiny now and in the future, are all in your hands."

Noah did not respond to any legendary flattery, and vaguely hinted at almost explicit currying of favor, but instead lowered his head again to look at his offspring.

It is undeniable that Iliad still has some naive ideas, but Noah does not intend to persuade him with words. Verbal teaching is the most useless; only reality is the best teacher.

When realizing that some ideas are impossible to implement, Iliad will naturally make changes, trying to achieve the best results.

"Father, I..."

Having just been an apprentice paladin building walls for an orphan displaced by chaos, suddenly becomes a king of the former Goltai Duchy, the strange turn of events is truly overwhelming.

"This is the path you chose, so the journey ahead will be one you walk alone. I will not provide you with any military aid, I will only acknowledge your rule over this region."

Noah spoke straightforwardly, stating he would not send another warrior here, as he had already given Iliad the greatest support.

The identity of the Holy Dragon's Son and the surrounding countries' recognition, with such legitimacy, if he still cannot succeed, would be simply incompetent.

Though it might seem unlawful to confer one's offspring as a king with the identity of a Dragon Lord, Noah ignored such minor issues, as no one dared to challenge his flaws in this regard, at least not these few legendary figures present.

"Is this also a test?"

Iliad suddenly realized.

"Yes, it's also a trial, but no longer as a mortal, but as my offspring. Let me see, to what extent you can accomplish."

Noah's entitled tone stunned Iliad, because at this moment he genuinely felt the arrogance his father spoke of.

On this land, there are three million intelligent beings, yet in his father's eyes, such a number of living beings merely exist for his test.

"I will bring the glory of Elisium to this place again!"

Even feeling the pressure from his father, Iliad did not back down, instead, spoke boldly.

"Then I shall begin to look forward to your future achievements."

Noah looked up at the sky, seeing the sacred light with a crimson hue flowing at the high sky dome, the space-time gateway from Heaven was forming.

Therefore, after leaving a final sentence, Noah once again shattered space and ran away before a crimson meteor descended.

Boom—

The holy white radiance surged and spread in the sky, gradually covering the already fading golden ripples. The sky remained bright, even more splendid.

Seeing the Six-winged Archangel descending onto the world, the numerous legends submissive to the Ancestor Dragon, who dared not leave, observed the red flames burning on the wings of this great angel, only to feel a tingling in their scalps.

"Mother!"

When hearing the respectful term uttered by a hybrid of notably majestic appearance stepping forward, the gathered legends only felt a numbing emotion spreading in their thoughts.

This is roughly an ancestor not to be provoked.