From Baron's Second Son to Dragon Rider

"Sir, we have successfully escorted that monster to the door."

A knight knight respectfully reported the situation to Krober.

"Her Majesty Ashadron said that after her research, she found that although this monster possesses high-intensity magic power and a strong body, it cannot be regarded as a true dragon in essence."

Hearing this, Krober nodded slightly, indicating that he knew it.

He was thinking to himself:

"Although the experimental value of this magical beast may not be very high, its utilization value is quite considerable."

Thinking of this, Krober couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

Indeed, compared with the powerful and mysterious dragons in the main world, the so-called dragons in Faerûn really pale in comparison, and it is difficult to meet the imagination and expectations of the people in the main world for dragons.

However, even so, this monster may still bring some unexpected help to Krober.

"Okay, now that Ashadron's matter has been dealt with, let's not waste any time."

Krober said as he walked towards the door.

"Let's go, I still have important things that I need this guy to help me with."

Walking out the door, the large number of knights who had gathered had disappeared.

Ever since they knew that this so-called "bronze dragon" was just a monster that looked like a dragon, they no longer wanted to come here.

The greater the disappointment, the greater the hope.

This guy is not even a fantasy beast!

"Okay... Bronze Dragon, tell me, what is your name?"

Krober looked calmly at the miserable-looking bronze dragon in front of him.

"You...do you really believe that I am a dragon?"

At this time, Clarence's scales, which originally shone with bronze light, became dull.

The wounds, large and small, on the body have also scabbed over. Although they do not look fatal, they are extremely miserable and do not show the expected grace of a giant dragon at all.

Its eyes revealed deep pain and confusion. On this day, it seemed to be cursed.

I was sleeping well when a human legend came and beat me up.

Then, it was brought to this camp in an extremely humiliating posture, and was looked down upon by a bunch of human soldiers who were watching, and even questioned its own race.

Originally, it thought that this was the limit of humiliation.

result.

It was also judged to be "of low value" by human mages!

No, man!

Do you want to see what you are talking about?

Are you saying that a bronze dragon has little experimental value?

Do you know that outside, it can become extremely rich just by selling blood?

If you resist, you will be defeated. If you don’t resist, your self-esteem will be gone.

Clarence chose the latter, sacrificing his dignity in exchange for "safety."

Now, this leading human being actually identifies with his own race and his own dignity.

This can't help but make her feel warm in her heart.

"Of course I believe you."

Krober said.

"You are a metal dragon native to the continent of Faerûn. You have always loyally believed in Bahamut, the Lord of the North Wind and the Platinum Dragon God, right?"

Clarence's tortured and battered heart finally found some solace when he heard someone so sure of his identity and beliefs.

It could no longer care that it was in the enemy camp at the moment, and its big eyes like copper bells were instantly filled with tears.

Then, it slowly lowered its head, gently placed its huge head in front of Krober, and burst into tears.

"Um...this..."

Krober was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of him. He thought that Clarence, who was a bronze dragon, would be a little stronger, but he didn't expect to cry so heartbroken.

"Are the dragons in this world so fragile?"

Almost subconsciously, Krober reached out his hand and gently stroked the top of Clarence's head, trying to give it some comfort.

Although Krober is far more powerful than Clarence, his size is not much different from that of an ordinary human.

As for Clarence, its huge head, even if it is flat on the ground, is much higher than Clobber.

"Did that guy Harold really hit something wrong with this bronze dragon's head?"

Recalling Harold's heavy punch on Clarence's head before, Krober couldn't help but feel more confident.

"My name is Clarence, full name Clarence de Anzu."

"My ancestor, the great ancient dragon Anzu, once served the great Lord Bahamut."

Speaking of this, its voice was full of pride and pride.

But in Krober's opinion, it's more like a child showing off.

When the continent of Faerûn was first formed, creatures like dragons already existed in the world.

Therefore, the Dragon Clan also has its own division of strength system.

That is according to age.

Every dragon goes through a long, deep sleep at a certain stage in its life.

This is no ordinary rest, but a necessary path of transformation and evolution.

When they wake up from their slumber, they will leap to a new realm like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.

This growth pattern begins as a hatchling.

At that time, the little dragons were young and fragile, but as time passed and they woke up from sleep again and again, they gradually became stronger.

After the young dragon, it is the young dragon stage, when the body grows a little bigger and the strength is enhanced.

Then it enters the juvenile dragon stage, when the body size further increases and it can initially use its own abilities.

At this time, some dragons with strong magic talents will begin to awaken their magic-like abilities.

After that, it is the adolescent dragon, which will initially awaken the dragon breath and master more magic-like abilities.

After that, it is the young dragon, and the dragons at this stage have significantly improved in both strength and wisdom.

And the adult dragon marks the true maturity. They have become the backbone of the tribe and have awe-inspiring strength.

Then there are the middle-aged dragons, who are in their peak state and are able to look down on the heroes.

However, the evolution of the dragon race did not stop there.

Although the extremely old dragon is old, it contains extremely deep heritage and wisdom.

The ancient dragon has experienced vicissitudes and witnessed the changes of time.

And the ancient dragon represents the ancient power in the dragon race's heritage, mysterious and powerful.

In the end, the existence that reached the level of the ancient dragon has already stood at the top of the entire race.

The realm corresponding to the ancient dragon has surpassed the legend and become a rare strongman in the world.

From the overall top-level combat power, the strength of the dragon race in the world of Faerun is indeed comparable to that of the gods.

Clarence told almost all the information he knew about the dragon race, just to prove how noble its ancestors were.

And Ansu in its long list of true names can also prove that it is a purebred bronze dragon.