"Debt? Sorry, I can do that for other species, but don't even think about Dragons. I've been dealing with Dragons for quite some time now. If they say that they owe me a debt, that means they don't intend to pay me back … They're basically on the same level as elementary school bullies. "
He unhesitatingly said such malicious words. But borrowing money without returning it, stealing a child's toy, wasn't this just like a school bully?
"Isn't this racism? You're discriminating against Dragons in Dragon City. Do you want to die a pitiful death? "
"I think that Dragons are indeed worthy of discrimination when it comes to honesty. Have you ever borrowed money from other Dragons in the past?"
Although he said such inappropriate words, his heart was pounding like a drum.
"Why is this old monster looking for me?"
Although White Dragons were despised by Dragons, they were still pigs. It was already ridiculous for a White Dragon to have the title of Supreme Immemorial Dragon. Not to mention, he was still a Dragons. Supreme Immemorial Dragons were the most ancient existences among all Dragons. There was no limit to their strength, so it was difficult to estimate just how strong they were.
Since he was a Supreme Immemorial Dragon, he was likely a powerful individual who had survived the ancient God Wars. Existences who lived for tens of thousands of years were doubtlessly the strongest of all Dragons. Naturally, they were also the strongest in the world. Any White Dragon that appeared in the world would be ranked in the top ten of the Calamity Rankings. He was far from someone that a "youngster" like me with only three hundred years of experience could deal with.
Such existences had long since surpassed Dragon City's control. After experiencing endless wars and time, most White Dragons didn't care much about power and status. No matter what species of dragon they were, they would usually live in seclusion. It was quite incomprehensible for him to suddenly come looking for me.
"Actually, I originally wanted to do business with you, but since I met a true Great Prophet, I naturally want to know more."
I hated these old fellows the most. They had so many random abilities. How was I supposed to deal with them if they saw through me so easily? Didn't they know that scammers were professional scammers? How was I supposed to scam them if they saw through me?
* Snap. *
With a snap of my fingers, the Blood Dragon Armor that covered me disappeared without a trace. Wumianzhe's mage robe had the ability to block detection, so I refused to believe that it would be able to pass through my God Equipment's protection.
As expected, at this moment, the fake shota frowned.
"Maybe we need to find a place to talk. I personally came with good intentions."
"In that case, what kind of kindness would make a Supreme Primordial Dragon come looking for me?"
"… The White Dragon's inheritance."
I was bewildered. I didn't expect that the matter I had casually created would attract such an old monster. However, after thinking about it, it made sense.
Allowing the White Dragons to stand on the same starting line as the other dragons seemed like nothing more than a non-core technology for us. However, for the White Dragons, this was a critical technology that would change the fate of their entire species. It was no wonder that such an ancient existence would appear.
Thus, I smiled. What I was afraid of was that you would come up and fight me. If I couldn't defeat you, I could only run away. But since you have a request, everything is fine.
"Perhaps, we can talk about cooperation and trade. By the way, I can show you the samples first. A group of White Dragon whelps that can already transform. They came out of the dragon eggs less than a month ago. "
After obtaining the Frigidwinter Lands world, I felt like I finally received some main character treatment.
"Hmph! Other main characters only have a random treasure or a portable old man, but I have an entire world with me!"
The current Frigidwinter Lands was no longer the desolate ice plains of the past. When I first entered this world, even the old White Dragon was astonished.
In a "naturally formed" valley basin, the temperature had been raised by humans. Now, there was a city called Permafrost Town. Permafrost Town was our theoretical laboratory base. Large numbers of researchers were stationed here to work on their own research projects.
* Snap. *
With a light snap of my fingers, I arrived at my personal residence. Everyone sat in their own chairs. Although the fake Shota's expression remained calm, his widened eyes revealed his astonishment.
Of course, I wouldn't show off for no reason. Even if the fake Shota seemed friendly, I needed to be careful when considering his identity as a White Dragon. Showing off my power would also increase the price and safety of the trade, so why not?
Leak information about Frigidwinter Lands? Actually, not only had I already leaked this information after fighting against "Zero," the world had changed. Soon, there would no longer be a need to keep this secret.
"Tea."
A steaming hot cup of tea appeared on the table. No matter how long the White Dragons had lived, it was impossible for them to have seen something that was almost like the Creator's power. This should be able to prove some of my abilities.
"I just contacted them. The little White Dragons are still in kindergarten. School will end in another two hours. Let's chat first, and then go take a look."
Places with people would naturally have schools. It wasn't my idea to have the little White Dragons go to school. The researchers here were quite interested in the Dragons who were born with knowledge. In fact, some of them even intended to raise some of their own researchers.
As for whether or not there was a shota or loli training plan … cough — cough — let's not think too deeply about it for now. However, the researchers here indeed seemed to treat the smart little White Dragons as treasures. I had even visited the kindergarten. It was completely closed off, and every child had three teachers, one for alchemy, one for engineering, and one for literature … How was I supposed to deal with the fact that there were more teachers than there were children? These guys were addicted to teaching, which was slowing down the research progress.
This was how I explained the little White Dragons' problem. However, the old White Dragon's focus was no longer on the little White Dragons.
"… As expected of the Order Faction's great prophet in this Holy War. This is a completely real world. Is this the authority of the Creator Goddess? Out of all the great prophets in history, you're probably one of the top three. "
The old White Dragon drank his tea and felt the warmth in his throat. He was now certain that this wasn't some sort of fantasy or Soul World. He instantly raised his opinion of Roland even higher.
Originally, the old White Dragon had only viewed Roland as a junior who had made some achievements. His ability to truly be a prophet increased his opinion of Roland. But now, in this completely real world, the old White Dragon now viewed Roland as an existence on the same level as himself.
Don't underestimate this "existence on the same level". For Supreme Immemorial Dragons, they only needed to maintain the most basic level of respect for even a True God. It was unknown who would die if they went all out. Dragons would never have the habit of worshipping the weak.
As they watched the Gods change, they even looked down on the unlucky ones who were bound by their own rules. It seemed that only Supreme Immemorial Dragons and Immemorial Dragons viewed the Gods as nothing more than sacrifices and consumables for the world. Not only that, they had always stayed out of the Holy War, which made them view all other species as nothing more than ants.
Perhaps you would be able to have a good conversation with such an existence if you met him by chance, but he would actually look down on you. It was just like how a human would look down on a harmless little animal. When they were happy, they would play with the animal, but if they accidentally angered the animal, or decided to take it out on the animal, it was possible that they would die a horrible death.
Actually, Dragons weren't the only ones who had this problem. Many Ancient Gods and Golden Bloodlines had this problem as well. It was just that Dragons had a particularly obvious symptom of "growing the corners of their eyes". The only way to cure this problem was to beat them until they were convinced.
"This is an illness that needs to be cured! First, beat them until they're half-dead. " This was how I dealt with the Black Dragons and Red Dragons who had joined Donglan but were still acting all high and mighty. It was quite effective.
But right now, I was rather astonished. Why would prophecies have anything to do with the Order Faction?
"The Order Faction's great prophet? Does this have anything to do with the Order Faction? Isn't prophecy supposed to be a separate magic system? "
It was rare to meet such a powerful person, and the Dragons didn't seem to be tight-lipped either.
"… Of course, this is only the ultimate power of the Order Faction. Order has its own rules, and the highest level of rules are nothing more than space and time. Prophecy abilities seem to have no rules at all, but they're actually the materialization of the rules of space and time. Being able to obtain more information than your enemies is the foundational reason why the Order Faction's overall combat strength is always greater than the Chaos Faction's. Fate is the same. Otherwise, why would the God of Fate be in the Order Faction? "
Alright then, this was a secret that completely messed up my knowledge system. In the past, I had always treated prophecy magic as a separate type. But when I thought about it carefully, it was quite possible and logical. But if I really tried to investigate the past, some things would be terrifying.
I shook my head and tossed all this nonsense to the back of my mind. I would deal with these things later. I should first deal with the problem before me.
"Do you have any hopes for the Dragons' future? Since you've already heard my prophecy, do you have any plans? "
"Perhaps you short-lived species have too short a lifespan and don't have many memories, but I've personally met quite a few great prophets."
The old dragon was quite relaxed as he quietly sipped on his tea. He could tell that this was Moyer Crystal Tea, a special product of the Wind Elemental Plane. If it wasn't for the fact that this plane was so special, it would have been impossible for it to exist in the mortal plane.
His relaxed manner seemed to indicate that he wasn't really worried about the Armageddon in his prophecy. I carefully observed him and discovered that he really didn't seem to care.
"… Those prophets are used to making things sound so serious and thinking about it so seriously. But for prophecies, the moment that the prophecy is made, the future will change. And, only prophecies of misfortune are meaningful. After all, calamities will make people wary, while future success and luck will make people lose their will to fight, ultimately changing their fate. But as you can see, no matter what kind of prophecy it is, everything will change after it's made. "
"Nonsense, we of the Mist …"
If the White Dragon's prophecy was true, then what was with the prophecy of our destruction?
"… Oh, right, are you the last descendant of the Mist Kingdom? Did you prophesize that your kingdom would be destroyed? I know some things, but it would seem that your kingdom's destruction was mostly because you were too weak … "
Before I even finished speaking, countless sharp swords of ice descended upon me. The white flames burning within these swords caused Sam to instinctively feel fear. This was a trump card that could threaten me. I once again raised my opinion of this young man in my mind, but I still had a smile on my face.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I looked at the calm elderly man. I used too much force in my hand and accidentally crushed the cup in my hand. The headache helped me regain my sense of reason.
My sense of reason told me that Sam was correct. However, the anger in my heart kept accumulating. I was quite displeased to be evaluated in such a way, and when I thought about the warriors who fought against misfortune until the very last moment, I felt quite displeased.
"Indeed, perhaps we humans are still quite weak compared to you Dragons, but …"
At this moment, my words were filled with anger, but I was suddenly interrupted.
"You've misunderstood. How could I possibly be so shallow as to evaluate strength and weakness? I'm talking about the difference between your power to change fate and the power that allowed 'history' to develop normally. Besides, the destruction of the Mist Kingdom back in the day was actually something that far surpassed what mortals could handle. "
This time, it was my turn to be astonished. Wasn't it all because of the masterminds behind the scenes? If they weren't mortals, then what were they?
"We're both ice dragons, and I have a good relationship with the Dragon of End, Excelsius …"
"Dragon of End?"
How could I possibly forget such a chuunibyou nickname? Wasn't that the King of Frigid Maw from the great snow mountain? He treated me quite well, and I learned all of my foundational magic from him.
"… Back in the day, when the Mist Kingdom was destroyed, the great snow mountain was cut off from the entire mortal plane. All of the Frigid Maw were trapped in the snow mountain. It's likely that there are no more than ten people in the entire universe who are capable of cutting off and sealing off an entire plane without any side effects. To be honest, I felt that it was like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife, but now that I see you, I can understand. "
The next instant, the entire mortal plane began to violently tremble. Glaciers began to extend from the ground, and the sky was filled with thunder and lightning. The entire world began to furiously distort.
I couldn't hear what else the elderly dragon said, but there was only one sentence that kept repeating in my heart.
"There was actually a mastermind behind the scenes back in the day! The true culprit hasn't been judged yet! Our enemies are still at large! "
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