"If you dare say a word, I'm going to spank your butt!"
Sasha's expression was serious, not appearing to be lying.
Ailar laughed it off and scratched her dragon head.
"Haha~ H-How could I? I, Ailar, will absolutely keep my lips sealed!"
Ailar hurried to state her position; as she spoke, her dragon tail even curled in slightly, intentionally or unintentionally protecting her graceful buttocks.
Sasha glanced at her.
"I hope so, but... I doubt you'd have the guts anyway."
"Sister Sasha, tell me more! Like that powerful variant White Dragon, and that terrifying Red Dragon, and and... what happened to that human knight later?"
Sasha's mouth twitched, somewhat speechless.
"You brat, I recall telling you this many times already. Haven't your ears grown calluses yet?"
The Brass Dragon Ailar shook her head rapidly.
"No, no! Chatting is the most interesting thing ever! Besides, I can't leave Dragon Island right now, so I can only rely on you~"
"Can you? Can you? Sa-sha-sis-ter?"
Sasha sighed helplessly, looking at her cute younger sister, a flash of doting affection in her eyes.
"I really can't do anything with you. Fine, let's start from a rather unpleasant encounter."
Ailar shouted excitedly.
"Oh yeah! Sister Sasha is the best! Heehee~" (*/∇＼*).
Sasha began telling Ailar about her experiences, though her storytelling skills were quite terrible.
On a nearby cliff, a Gold Dragon quietly watched this scene, a look of loneliness flashing in his golden eyes, followed by intense resentment.
"I am the most powerful, most righteous Gold Dragon! How could I, Meserlis, be inferior to a weak, cunning, and gloomy Black Dragon?"
"Sasha must have been bewitched by that loathsome Black Dragon. Yes, that must be it."
"Dragon God above, heaven knows what kind of magic those evil fellows used to blind Sasha's eyes."
As he spoke, his golden dragon claws couldn't help but tighten, crushing the rock beneath them as easily as if it were dregs of tofu.
"Hmph! You'd better not let me run into you, you treacherous fellow called Gris."
...And so, the Three Dragons voluntarily entered a state of deep sleep.
Before sleeping, Jona Velli proactively gave a death order to the other Dependents: if Friel and Gris tried to leave, they were to be held back at all costs.
Jona Velli had witnessed the strength of White Crystal City decades into the future. One could say that as long as the Demon King didn't act, those White Crystal Knights alone could wipe out Demon King City at will.
Fifty-three years later.
Gris woke from his slumber, but this time, he did not follow his original plan to seek revenge on the Demon King Seranos. Instead, he stayed in White Crystal City.
He began to study and consolidate his own power.
Five years later, Friel also woke up, and her actions were no different from Gris's.
However, to facilitate future revenge and warfare, the two dragons subdivided the White Crystal Knights into Obsidian Knights and Crimson Knights.
During this period, while chatting with Gris, Friel mentioned that she had awakened a Domain—and a rare space-type Domain at that—which made Gris quite envious.
Later, the dynamic shifted to Gris constantly asking Friel for advice on Domains. Although the knowledge existed in his inherited memories, he still found it difficult to grasp (simply put, his brain couldn't process it), so he consulted Friel, who possessed a Domain.
Though Friel wondered why Gris insisted on asking her, she still answered patiently.
However, Friel discovered that Gris might be intentionally messing with her, because he would forget key points she had just explained the moment he got distracted.
Thus, every time Gris went to ask Friel about Domains thereafter, Friel would simply gift him a loud "Get lost."
Three years later, the sleeping Jona Velli was suddenly enveloped by a blue-white sphere of light.
This peculiar sight also drew the attention of all the monsters.
By the time Friel, Gris, and the various Dependents arrived, they happened to see the light cocoon particles slowly dissipating.
"This is..."
The charcoal-white dragon inside the light cocoon slowly raised her dragon head and looked at the arriving Friel, the corners of her dragon mouth curling up.
A gale swept through as Friel descended.
BOOM—
Two loud crashes sounded as Gris and Friel landed in front of Jona Velli, followed by the direct-line Dependents.
Friel marveled at Jona Velli. She had never seen such a dragon. Even among variant dragons, of which there were many in her inherited memories, none were filled with... Friel couldn't find the word for a moment, until she saw the sundial-shaped dragon horns behind the charcoal-white skull, and the word 'divinity' instinctively came to mind.
Indeed, in her eyes, Jona Velli now seemed filled with divinity from head to toe. Even though she just normally turned her head, she looked like an elegant saint; every smile and glance was refined and noble, mysterious and profound, and every movement seemed flawless.
To be honest, seeing Jona Velli like this, Friel felt that even the figures of the two Dragon Gods were only so-so in comparison.
Indeed, her inherited memories naturally contained the appearances of the two great Dragon Gods, allowing Friel to make the comparison.
'But, hehehe~ It's only interesting to defile someone like this! Jie-jie-jie... I want to destroy you, ruthlessly break these radiant colors, desecrate you, and make you beg for mercy at my feet! Jie-jie-jie-jie...'
The destructive desire unique to the Chromatic Dragons filled Friel's brain, making her unable to resist wanting to break this interesting toy right now.
Noticing Friel's wicked gaze, the charcoal-white variant Time Dragon stood up. The corners of her dragon mouth hooked slightly, her head tilted up, and her brilliant gold eyes were full of playfulness.
"Oh? Little small fry Friel, what's with that look?"
"Could it be... that you've been so charmed by me that you can't even move?"
As Jona Velli spoke, her head leaned close to Friel's, their brilliant gold and fiery Red Dragon eyes less than three centimeters apart.
That charcoal-white dragon tail, shimmering with a silvery glow, lightly swept past, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against the thin scales of Friel's abdomen, causing Friel's body to tremble visibly.
Seeing Friel like this, Jona Velli was very satisfied with her reaction and flashed a wicked smile.
She didn't know why, but ever since she opened her heart to Friel and officially reached adulthood, she had developed a desire to tease her.
What Jona Velli didn't quite realize was that once a dragon reaches adulthood, their sexual organs become fully developed. For a dragon who had been repressed for over a hundred years, such behavior was not strange at all.
One could say that all dragons are veritable'sexually repressed' individuals upon reaching adulthood. Because of this, their first estrus will be the most crazed, violent, and terrifying one.
Therefore, Jona Velli's thoughts and actions were merely a manifestation of that repression and a precursor to the approaching estrus.
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