Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 181: 179 Adoptive Father Konoheim_l

Translator: 549690339

Upon hearing this, Otto’s mouth twitched, and his hands and feet felt cold in the hot weather…

Bullying the young and chasing after the old is indeed consistent with the nature and values of Metal Dragons.

Unlike most of the selfish and ruthless Evil Dragons, who don’t care about the lives of their companions, most Metal Dragons have a strong sense of family and friendship.

But you are a Brass Dragon, right? And your daughter is a Blue Dragon, what’s going on?

However, Otto had never actually seen the Blue Dragon known as Violent Thunder.

Could it be that this guy, like himself, is a mixed-blood dragon, a hybrid of Brass Dragon and Blue Dragon?

Just as Otto was thinking about this, Konoheim, who appeared like a middle-aged man, seemed to have guessed his thoughts and shook his head: “Don’t overthink it, Welin is a purebred Blue Dragon, her lineage is much purer than yours, she’s just the child I adopted…”

Oh, so she was adopted…

Wait, even if she’s adopted, it’s still hard for a dragon to believe.

If the information Otto has is correct, aren’t Brass Dragons and Blue Dragons natural enemies?

Did Konoheim, who has lived for so long, have some problems in his mind and actually began to raise a daughter from his enemy’s race?

Or is this big shot also a cunning father?

Staring at the greasy-looking Konoheim, Otto’s thoughts immediately became chaotic, and all kinds of messy ideas swirled in his mind.

After all, whether Evil Dragons or good dragons, their private lives were quite complicated.

Konoheim couldn’t stand Otto’s strange look and quickly explained: “We have a normal father-daughter relationship, don’t think too much!” Do you think our police would believe your nonsense?

Although Otto didn’t say it out loud, he did think so in his heart.

Brass Dragons were always talkative, and Konoheim didn’t need Otto to ask too many questions; he began to explain on his own.

“Back then, Welin’s biological mother also lived in Dragon Bone Wasteland. She was a pure Evil Dragon who almost daily ordered her subordinates to attack passing merchant groups or pedestrians.

But she herself was just an adult Blue Dragon, and even among the Dragon Bone Wasteland, she wasn’t considered a top fighter. Ultimately, her reckless behavior provoked the nobles of the Eastern Empire.

At the behest of a noble, a dragon-slaying team found her, killed her successfully, and even took away all the dragon eggs she had recently laid.

The dragon egg from which Welin was born was mistaken by her mother as a dead egg and buried under the carcass of a camel prepared for food, thus she narrowly escaped death.”

Hearing this, Otto couldn’t help but be puzzled: “How do you know all these details?”

Konoheim laughed: “Because I was watching it all from the sky at the time. I must say, it was quite interesting to see a dragon-slaying team in action…” So, you like watching a show regardless of the consequences, huh?

I wonder if this big shot would be so calm if a Brass Dragon were being slaughtered.

Continuing, Konoheim said: “Before I left, I found Welin. Her life was very weak, and it was only natural for an average-strength adult Blue Dragon to mistake her for a dead egg.

In fact, if she wasn’t saved in time, Welin wouldn’t have been able to break out of her eggshell and be born into this world.”

At this point, a smile appeared on Konoheim’s face: “Despite living for so long, I had never experienced the feeling of being a father. Maybe it was just a whim, but I decided to adopt Welin.

For her, I specially prepared a spacious lair suitable for Blue Dragons, and through the major merchant associations in Black Gold City, I purchased many valuable magic materials to strengthen her frail life force.

After a lot of effort and attempts, my lovely daughter Welin was finally born.

Even now, I can’t forget how adorable she was when she first broke out of her eggshell, and how shocked she was when she discovered that her adoptive father was a Brass Dragon.”

What a sick sense of humor…

True Dragons have inherited dragon veins.

As long as they aren’t the White Dragons, who were born with scarce intelligence and are a disgrace to dragonkind, most dragons with inherited memories are highly intelligent.

In other words, even when she was just born in this world, little Welin should have known the relationship between them.

She clearly knew that the Brass Dragon standing before her was not only her adoptive father, but also her mortal enemy as a Blue Dragon.

“She was very mischievous and even refused to accept the food I provided at first, but in the end, hunger forced her to give up her futile resistance.

Ah… her expression of humiliation at the time was truly adorable!”

Konoheim’s face showed a reminiscing look, then he shook his head helplessly: “But as time went by, Welin grew from a little dragonling into an independent adult dragon.

I really wish she would never grow up, because once she became an adult, her temperament became even more unpredictable.

I heard that humans like to call this kind of behavior a rebellious phase; being a dragon parent is really not an easy thing.

And my lovely little Welin became more and more disobedient, and finally, she simply ran away from home…

She had just come of age, just a child over a hundred years old. At that time, I was really worried sick.

By the time I found her traces, this audacious little rogue had actually robbed a city owner’s warehouse on the border of the Eastern Empire.

If I hadn’t arrived in time to help her, she might have ended up dead like her overconfident biological mother, under the hands of the Eastern Empire’s dragon-slaying team.”

Listening to this, Otto suddenly thought that in the Blue Dragon Treasury, which is Welin’s home, there seemed to be a lot of valuable standard armors.

Perhaps, the source of these armors was the robbery of the city owner’s warehouse that Konoheim mentioned.

Moreover, this wasn’t the first time Otto heard that in the two great human empires, an adult dragon could be killed easily.

It seemed that if Konoheim hadn’t intervened, even Violent Thunder would have had a hard time escaping death.

At this thought, Otto couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

It seems that his current attitude toward Mido’s situation is correct; he should try not to get too involved with human forces.

After all, it is no longer the First Era, the age of dragons and Titans.

After hiding for two eras, the continent is now almost completely dominated by humans.

Thinking of this, Otto suddenly asked, “If I may ask, how is your daughter

Welin now?”

“Ah… her!”

Konoheim’s face showed a doting expression: “She’s currently playing an adventurer in Dragon Bone Wasteland!”