The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases

"Ah, this..." Even Nifadora, the Green Dragon with the broadest knowledge among them, felt as if her mind had been injected with a Drow numbing potion. Despite her relatively philosophical view on wealth, she couldn't help but gasp, feeling utterly suffocated on the spot.

She had vaguely learned from Hiatt that David had made quite a lot on this trip, but she had never anticipated it would be to this extent!

And soon, her keen eyes noticed that around David's neck, there were two more Portable Caves similar to this one!

This meant there were two more piles of treasure like the small mountain before her. He had two more!

At the same time, she suddenly remembered that when Hiatt returned, he had actually mentioned that their master, David Uthos, was such a rare alchemy prodigy that even Attilicia, the alchemy master, wanted to take him as an apprentice. He had even made and sold a batch of potions with his newfound alchemical skills.

Hiatt had also said that if Alianna, the Drow left by David's side, could find a way to distribute the goods, they should be able to make a small profit.

A small profit...

Originally, Nifadora hadn't paid it much mind. But now, it seemed that compared to the treasure hoard before her, which could rival an adult dragon's wealth, that "small profit" was likely close to what she, Nifadora, had accumulated over seventy years of hard work.

This speed of amassing wealth was too fast, too terrifying, and too... thrilling for a dragon!

Just as the old Silver Dragon Attilicia held prejudices against her, Nifadora the Green Dragon had her own unique understanding of treasure.

In her view, treasure, much like a living thing, would only grow healthier and sturdier if it circulated and turned over.

In her early years, when she led her Jackalope People followers to build their domain, she had spared no expense to buy them high-quality equipment.

In her opinion, both her followers and the equipment were her assets, and doing so actually increased the value of her assets even faster.

Ever since she swore allegiance to David as a follower, Nifadora's perspective on wealth had shifted slightly. This change was what she called far-sighted investment.

She considered half of her treasure a long-term investment in David Uthos, the Child of the Crimson Calamity. As long as David could grow successfully, not only would she receive protection, but she could also leverage his renown to multiply her investment manifold elsewhere.

But at this moment, witnessing David's terrifying, Abyssal Depths-like speed of amassing wealth, Nifadora's views on wealth underwent another profound transformation!

If my friend David Uthos—no, if my Lord Dragon is so adept at making money, then why the hell should I, Nifadora, bother struggling to earn it myself!

If I can just convince my Lord Dragon to properly utilize and circulate this wealth, the profits generated could surpass what ten Nifadoras could painstakingly save up simultaneously.

Besides, no matter how much money David earns, wouldn't most of these glittering little darlings end up stored in the Dragon Nest being built behind him anyway?

And in Nifadora's view, David wasn't the type to stay idle.

Once the treasure is moved into the nest, if David goes on another long journey, and his sister, little Tania, has to remain stationed at Mount Katjana, then ultimately, wouldn't I, Nifadora, be the one guarding this Red Dragon's Lair and its treasures?

When that time comes, I'll just... just casually lie on that pile of treasure to sleep.

Surely young David wouldn't mind!

If I get bored while helping David manage his territory, I could casually play with those legendary treasures and rare Magical Items.

Young Tania wouldn't get jealous, right?

After all, for now, I, Nifadora, am the only mature female Dragon around... who would dote on my dear young David!~

At this moment, the Green Dragon mother's consciousness had reached a new level. It was comparable to those maids on Blue Star who lived in their employers' seaside villas; because their workaholic hosts were often away on business trips, these maids enjoyed a life of luxury, eating daily supplied fruit, petting the employer's prized golden cat, and still receiving a handsome salary.

"AH!!!" Tania, the Silver Dragon who had been buried alive by the treasure pile, finally awoke as if from a beautiful dream. She popped her head out of the treasure pile, only to discover that the dream was still continuing!

Overjoyed, like an ecstatic bicolor cat going wild, she darted about on top of the treasure heap several times, then gazed at David with gleaming eyes, "Are all these gifts for Tania? Really, really?"

"Of course," David replied with a smile. Although his chest and heart still ached a little, for some reason, watching Tania so happy gave him a sense of happiness utterly different from that of acquiring wealth.

Lust

This can arouse lust too? David was amazed.

"Yay!" Tania, acting like a triumphant tomcat after a successful courtship, once again dashed wildly across the treasure pile under the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes of the other dragons, who wished they could take her place. With tears of excitement welling up, Tania suddenly pounced on David again, pleading with a joyous face, "I've decided! In a little while, I want to move into your Dragon Nest, brother! I want to roll around in your pile of Gold Coins and enjoy the delightful friction of each coin pressing into the gaps between my scales. Can I, brother?"

In that instant, Nifadora, feeling as though Tania had just stabbed her in the back, gaped. It was as if the beautiful dream she had been savoring had shattered with a crisp snap, snatched away by Tania who had beaten her to the punch.

"Of course, you're welcome anytime," David said, figuring he wouldn't be spending much time in the nest anyway, so this was fine by him.

"It's just, Mother..."

"AH!!! Tania loves you to death! Don't worry about Mom; she's been feeling quite sleepy lately and might enter another period of hibernation, so I can move in and help you guard the treasury, brother!" Tania immediately used her forked tongue, covered in countless tiny, soft barbs, to repeatedly lick David's large head. It tickled, yet was strangely comforting.

Lust

Damn it! Stop with the lust! You're scaring me! David was freaking out inside.

This feeling was just like every time he faced his father Attilicia, when he would suddenly adopt that devastatingly beautiful yet utterly unguarded expression.

It was a taboo sensation, as if staring into the Abyss, and the Abyss staring back at him.

However, the moment he thought of Attilicia, David immediately forced his attention away and said mysteriously to his Silver Dragon sister, "Right, I've brought a special 'gift' for you, which I think you might like even more."

"Really?!" Tania felt her heart melting.

Brother is the best!

At that moment, it was as if her brother's mere existence had filled the void in Tania's life, the Silver Dragon who had grown up without a father.

"Huh? Where did he go?" David, belatedly realizing something was amiss, looked around but couldn't find a trace of his Silver Dragon father.

Then he suddenly felt an itch beneath his rear, as though something was persistently poking at the gaps between his scales. The sensation was so faint that he only noticed it when he concentrated all his attention there.

And remembering that Attilicia had been appearing as a female Drow due to his fear of Pafila...

David suddenly had a very ominous feeling.

Holy shit... No way!

Suddenly recalling a terrifying possibility, David quickly got up. He swiped aside the obstructing treasure with his claws and froze when he saw something pressed into an indescribable, mosaic-like state.

He clutched his head with both claws, a numbing chill running through him, his eyes wide with disbelief. He then hurriedly tried to pry up the lump that was almost fused to the ground, a mass that was strangely glowing and writhing, "Ah! Dad! You're not... gone, are you?!"

"Dad! Say something!"

"Dad?" Tania, whose jaw had dropped and hadn't closed since, also stiffened.

Ever since she was a hatchling, Tania rarely needed to wash her face; she awoke each morning with it already washed by tears.

Through countless fearful nights, she, like any ordinary dragon child, had longed to meet the father she had never known.

Yet, as she discovered her mother wasn't as terrible as imagined, and her brother was nothing like the purely fierce and brutal figure she had anticipated, her yearning for her father had gradually faded, especially with such a starkly different Red Dragon mother and brother.

But at this very moment, her brother David was calling this Drow-like... thing... Dad?

Was this the Silver Dragon father she had longed for day and night?

A father with a habit of disguising himself as a female Drow?

What she found even more unbearable was...

This Silver Dragon father, who had traveled so far to acknowledge them...

Had apparently been sat on and 'killed' by the two of them, brother and sister?!!

Struck by this 'surprise,' Tania felt her mind... simply shatter on the spot!

"AAAAAAHH!!!"