Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

She was once one of the three giants of the fairies, of course, the so-called three giants have long vanished, leaving only the dual kings of fairies. She knew all too well how that Dragon Fairy, whose name was lost to time, became lost step by step.

Compared to the worldly power and servitude, serving this venerable Ancestor Dragon was simply laughable.

She never forgot the embarrassments and predicaments she faced in her infancy, and now she wielded power over the eight thousand miles of the Holy Dragon's domain, not because she actively did anything, but because she did nothing, merely training at the side of His Highness Noah.

Different choices create different paths, and she had seen the outcome of actively stepping into the mundane world and seizing power, which was a wrong path.

Now, with the same path laid before her, how could she choose it? She didn't want to lose her own name.

"You see, she is unwilling."

Noah gazed down at his unwavering, respectfully nodding grandnephew, his voice playful,

"If she is unwilling, I think you should let it go. You should choose someone else, how about it? Such matters can't be forced."

"Uncle-Grandfather speaks true, it was indeed my presumption."

Alexander bent low, then looked towards the Dragon Fairy Lu Tixiya, who wasn't even glancing at him, and showed an apologetic expression,

"Miss Lu Tixiya, please forgive my rashness. I am simply eager for talent."

"You need not apologize to me, we are not actually familiar with each other. If you wish to find someone to assist your governance, you should not look to me."

Lu Tixiya did not accept this monarch's apology, as to her, it was a trivial matter.

"Does Miss Lu Tixiya have any recommendations?"

"I am not aware of your requirements, nor do I understand the situation in this area, so I cannot provide you with any advice."

"Is that so?"

Even after being repeatedly refused by this Dragon Fairy, the monarch did not reveal any anger. Maintaining a humble posture, he looked toward the Holy Dragon, who watched with interest, and again made a request,

"Uncle-Grandfather, may I go to the Valley of Flames to invite Sifreya?"

"Sifreya? That's even harder than persuading Lu Tixiya."

Noah couldn't help but laugh. She was his first Dragon Fairy and the destined queen with the greatest talent and prestige among the fairies.

"If I could persuade Sifreya to assist me in governance..."

"If you possess such persuasive skills, I will certainly not stand in your way."

"Thank you, Uncle-Grandfather!"

Alexander bowed deeply, facing Noah not as a monarch, but as a junior.

"Please allow me to take my leave. I will go to the Valley of Flames immediately."

"Go!"

Noah waved a dragon claw, watching his grandnephew, newly ascended to power yet increasingly humble, depart.

"Your Highness, what exactly does he want?"

"Can't you tell?"

The Golden Dragon turned his gaze to the Dragon Fairy, who frowned in thought.

"He wants to stabilize his throne by borrowing your prestige?"

Sifreya speculated uncertainly.

"That's just the surface-level first objective, his purpose is not limited to this."

Alexander was the little one he'd watched grow up, and those little schemes in his heart couldn't escape Noah's gaze.

No one undergoes a complete change of character without any signs; there must be a reason. Alexander's sudden rise to kingship certainly brought many changes from before, but these changes must have a purpose.

As a new king, Alexander seemed to need to do something to stabilize his throne, but as a legendary monarch, he didn't need to do much, especially given his complicated background.

This guy kept visiting Noah's palace every few days after coming to power. Today, he even revealed his purpose to invite the nearest Dragon Fairy to Noah to assist him in governance. Being refused, he turned his attention to Sifreya, the highest-ranking fairy.

His purpose at this moment was always implied: Alexander sought the presence of a Dragon Fairy with high enough status around him to strengthen external perceptions.

That is, the Holy Dragon is the true ruler of the Atlas Kingdom today; outwardly, Alexander, as a monarch, was merely a vassal and junior at its beck and call.

"What else does he aim for?"

Lu Tixiya asked in confusion.

Logically, any aspiring monarch, especially one being young and strong during their rise, would strongly repel any other entities vying for power in their hands.

Alexander should be that type of monarch, but now he openly displays a willingness to heed the Holy Dragon's orders, which is somewhat counterintuitive.

Though Alexander had accepted the True Blood inheritance, this blood inheritance only transformed his body, endowing him with new powers, it did not alter his thoughts or will.

Just under the influence of bloodline, Alexander faced Noah with little resistance, further generating a natural sense of closeness and submission towards Noah, the source of the bloodline.

But this isn't enough to make the Favored offer everything, nor would they degenerate into puppets devoid of personal thought.

"Just wait and see, no matter what ideas or plans he has, time will naturally reveal the answers for us."

Noah had his suspicions.

A Dragon Descendant stationed on the kingdom's borders, eager for conquest, how could he, after inheriting a larger authority upon ascending the throne, suddenly become humble, willing to stoop low and be a vassal? This is impossible.

Alexander lowering his head at this moment only signifies a desire for more. As for what the New King wanted to attain, Noah couldn't yet guess.

After all, upon his territory, the objects of ambition for the New King were countless, whether they were people, knowledge, technology, or treasures, the list was near endless.

The next day, shocking news originated from the Valley of Flames, spreading swiftly to Elisium City, then onward to Atlas Kingdom, finally sweeping across the Eastern Territory.

The Fairy Queen Sifreya, at the invitation of King Alexander of Atlas, was set to take residence in the Royal City of Uther, assuming the position of Great Governor, overseeing all territorial officials, and controlling twenty-seven elite Knight Orders directly linked to the Royal Family.

After nearly a century, the Dragon Fairy expelled from the Royal City by King Ulnos under the pretense of an excuse, returned to Uther. Yet this time, she wielded even more exorbitant authority than during the founding monarch's reign.

The Dragon Fairy's return to the Royal City and the authority she obtained were at the nucleus of this storm, everyone was left astonished.

Indeed, this is truly the top figure under the King, a Vice Monarch in all but name, a False King.

For a newly ascended king, yielding such substantial authority, was he only desiring to be a ruler indulging in pleasures? Was he not afraid of being overshadowed?

Practically no one could comprehend it, not even Noah quite understood. Thus, he looked down at Sifreya, who specially came to see him before heading to the Royal City,

"What did Alexander say to you? To make you agree to his invitation?"

This was the most unexpected part for Noah. Sifreya had no attachment to worldly authority. If not for his commands, this Fairy wouldn't appear in the mundane world's sight, much less assume the role of the Governor of the Valley of Flames.

"He painted me a picture of a grand plan and requested my assistance to fulfill it."

"Would you mind sharing it with me?"

Noah displayed a curious look, genuinely eager to know what kind of prospect the grandnephew sketched that led his foremost Fairy to be willing to aid him.

"He plans to establish fifty Dragon Rider Groups within a hundred years to launch a southward march and westward advancement."

"A southward march? Where does he want to conquer? An advancement to the west, what are his aims there?"

"The southern nations are his targets, along with Central Earth. He promised me that for any territories conquered by the reorganized and rebuilt Dragon Rider Groups, half would fall under your rule."

"So you agreed?"

"Yes."

Noah's expression immediately became quite subtle.