Hearing Gris's words, which carried a hint of a smile, Friel couldn't help but split her dragon mouth into a grin.
"Hehe, silly dragon, you guessed wrong."
However, there was no response; Gris continued speaking to himself.
"I really envy you guys, having such powerful talent. If only I had it too. Say, could we swap souls for a bit? Let me experience this powerful dragon body too. I want to be called the Red Dragon Tyrant!"
Hearing this, Friel's mouth twitched.
"You guy..."
Before Friel could complain, Gris's voice continued.
"Alright, alright, Second Sister. Let me tell you a little secret. In this dragon scale, I set a command to 'only trigger the message after I die.'"
"So, when you hear these words, I am already dead."
Friel was stunned for a moment, still a bit dazed.
"I know you might not believe it. After all, I'm already Legendary, how could I GG so easily? But, that's the truth."
"But hey, look on the bright side. I get to skip tens of thousands of years of work, maybe even more, and go straight to Aunt Tiamat's Divine Kingdom."
"Why am I so sure I can enter the Divine Kingdom? Because I've never killed my own kind, right?"
"After I'm gone, I'm still a bit worried about Older Sister. That gal is really a bit of a fool."
"But it's fine, Second Sister. Older Sister is super strong too, right?"
"Besides, I can feel that you care about Older Sister a lot. I believe you won't just leave her be."
"Alright, Second Sister, don't come and avenge me (if you have such thoughts). This is my own karma. If I died, it only means my strength was insufficient. I don't want to involve you in this karma... Ah—it's dawn, it's time for me to go."
"Second Sister, don't blame me, don't resent me, and don't be sad—though you Red Dragons probably wouldn't be anyway. I'll be waiting for you in the Evil Dragon God Kingdom. Don't come too soon, or else I'll never hear the end of it from you!"
"That's all. Goodbye... Second Sister."
"See you again in the Divine Kingdom."
"To Friel."
"—Gris Sparrow Erimog."
Gris's voice faded from her mind.
Crack—
The sound of a hard object shattering rang out; the dragon scale was crushed instantly.
Friel was burning with rage, letting out a roar toward the sky.
"ROAR!!!"
The majestic and furious dragon roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the nearby Sam River surged with waves.
An uncontrollable, terrifying Dragon Might erupted, covering a radius of over a thousand meters.
The powerful pressure caused some weak creatures within range to die on the spot, their internal organs and bones crushed by the sheer force.
Others suffered a massive mental shock and lost consciousness instantly.
Inside White Crystal City, all the monsters were pinned to the ground by this immense Dragon Might. Only a very few direct Dependents could manage to stay on one knee.
They all felt it—the extreme rage of White Crystal City's second-in-command.
The Dwarf King, who was still sleeping soundly, opened his eyes. He could feel the pressure, but being a Legendary powerhouse himself, he was much better off.
The Dwarf King looked toward where Friel was sleeping and frowned.
"What happened?"
The Dwarf King was oblivious to outside events and naturally didn't know about the changes in Gris's Dependents after his death.
Unable to figure it out, he got up and left the tavern.
As Friel's Dependents, the Dragon Vein Minotaurs and Dragon Vein Gnolls could feel Friel's emotions even more clearly.
It was a sorrow hidden within anger, a mournful cry for the departure of a companion.
Friel looked at the crushed dragon scale in her claws, and tears actually flowed from her fiery red dragon eyes.
"Gris... Gris!!"
"Aaaah!!! Wait for me, wait for me! I will definitely avenge you, definitely!"
Even though Gris had never mentioned to Friel who he was seeking revenge against, it didn't mean Friel couldn't guess.
With the fall of the Barosar Swamp and Gris's appearance, her sharp intellect had already allowed her to guess roughly what was going on.
"My rage requires blood to be appeased!"
"My pain requires screams to be soothed!"
"Today,"
"I! The flame tyrant,"
"Friel Caesaryon Shayir, hereby swear an oath by my Dragon True Name—I shall never rest until the creatures that killed Gris are dead!"
"You sinful wretches,"
"Tremble... be afraid... feel the terror!"
"The day my revenge is complete shall be the moment of your destruction!"
A pillar of red light shot into the sky, representing the establishment of Friel's oath.
The Dwarf King arrived just in time to witness the scene of Friel making her oath.
Friel then plucked one of her own dragon scales and pressed it into Jona Velli's claw.
Having done this, Friel spread her massive red dragon wings, spanning 420 meters, and with a sudden flap, she soared into the sky.
The immense power whipped up a gale of level eight intensity, even snapping trees on the opposite bank of the Sam River.
Seeing Friel about to leave, the Dwarf King hurriedly moved out of the way.
"Dragon! Where are you going?"
Friel looked back and glared at the Dwarf King, her eyes burning with extreme fury.
"To settle old scores, and... for revenge!"
With those words, Friel charged toward the north. Because she was so angry, the gale from her dragon wings carried terrifying power, snapping trees all along her path.
Watching the departing Red Dragon, the Dwarf King didn't follow but instead turned to look at the still-sleeping Jona Velli.
"What on earth happened?"
...North Ice Plains, within the Ice Plain Mountains.
Inside a massive ice cavern, two Prime Age white beasts lay on a platform at the bottom of the cave, their blue dragon eyes, looking like carved ice, staring at each other.
After a moment, the larger white beast sighed.
"Sister Sestin, are you still unwilling to go out?"
A cold and impatient voice echoed in the empty ice cavern.
The female white dragon opposite him stiffened.
"Brother Harmody, I..."
"Enough."
Harmody raised a claw to stop her, clearly not wanting to hear any more of Sestin's nonsense.
Over a hundred years ago, he had received a message from his sister asking him to return to the Great Ice Plains.
He hadn't thought much of it, as he and his sister hadn't seen each other for nearly a thousand years. So, Harmody explained the situation to his partner, an adult female Black Dragon named Serika.
At the time, Serika was already carrying his child, but she still agreed to let the Prime Age white dragon return to the North Ice Plains.
When Harmody returned to the North Ice Plains, he finally learned what a stupid thing his sister, the white dragon named Sestin, had done.
During her heat at over six hundred years old, she had actually forced herself upon a Silver Dragon who had just recently reached adulthood, around 150 years old.
Setting aside the fact that she was robbing the cradle—after all, he was much the same.
But the problem was that Sestin had run away after leaving behind a 'love debt,' coming here to hide.
Think about it, what's the difference between doing this and a scumbag woman sleeping with a high noble, then refusing to acknowledge it and just pulling up her pants and leaving?
The status of Silver Dragons among Metal Dragons is second only to Gold Dragons. Sestin's actions were undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Silver Dragons.
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