The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

Until this moment, the excited Ron recalled one thing - he was not her child.

In other words, my soul is not a pure iridescent dragon.

Although when he met the Three Rainbow Dragon Gods, the other party told Ron not to worry about these things, he still couldn't help but start thinking wildly when things happened.

Did she find out about this?

With the strength she showed, she should be able to find it easily, right?

What will she do when she finds out?

Will she seek revenge for her unborn son?

Will she kill the alien spirit that stole her son's body?

Faced with such a complex and difficult situation, Ron's inner conflict almost reached the extreme.

His body is filled with the blood of his biological mother, but his soul comes from a foreign land, which puts his existence into a dilemma: either betray the family his body comes from, or deny the original belonging of his soul.

All kinds of speculations made him unable to sleep or eat well. Even the usually lively dragon's tail drooped unconsciously.

It wasn't fear, but every cell in his body seemed to be resisting at the thought of having to fight his biological mother.

The thoughts in my heart were intertwined into a web, but in the end I had to face the sharp edge of reality.

Ron's body stiffened and he slowly turned around, his nine-colored dragon eyes reflecting the sight of the beautiful woman's long red hair flying in the wind behind him.

She looks to be in her thirties, wearing a simple and elegant goose-yellow plush gown, dressed like an ordinary housewife.

The dragon's pupils instantly enlarged

At that moment, Ron's sight seemed to be filled with a beam of light, shining directly on the woman's face.

In a daze, a double image of a human face suddenly appeared in Ron's vision. The weathered face seemed to bear traces of history, familiar yet unfamiliar, and at the same time, it gradually merged with the beautiful woman in front of him.

The surrounding environment also became blurred in this warm moment, as if he had returned to that long-lost home, that shabby but warm doorstep, where his mother once had red eyes and looked anxiously at the intersection waiting for him with expectation.

He seemed to see the middle-aged woman who raised him wearing an apron, anxiously waiting for the wanderer to come home to spend her 50th birthday together.

"No, no, no!"

Ron suddenly closed his eyes, as if to seal everything in his sight into darkness.

He put one hand on his forehead to force himself to steady his impulsive heartbeat, gritted his teeth, and shook his head vigorously, as if to get rid of those hallucinations and distracting thoughts.

"She is not my real mother. I only have one mother, and she is still waiting for me to return on Earth."

He repeated this sentence in his mind.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ron opened his eyes again.

Sure enough, those ghost images were no longer in his sight, and his "world" returned to a normal and peaceful state.

The red-haired woman behind her didn't show any surprise when she saw Ron's reaction.

She was still just staring at him gently, her gaze seemed to penetrate his rainbow-like scales, as if she wanted to imprint every detail of him in her heart.

The moonlight sprinkled on her long red hair, as if dyed with the light of stars, and seemed to become a radiant dream.

Her face was filled with a touch of melancholy brought by the years, but time did not leave any traces on her face.

This made Ron reconfirm his thoughts:

"My only mother may be old, but she's definitely not a dragon."

"She is just an ordinary human, she is not a dragon. She is just an ordinary human, she is not a dragon."

Repeat several times

After firming up this belief, those noisy thoughts seemed to have weakened a bit. At least his trembling heart could calm down a little.

Ron lowered his head and stared silently at the middle-aged woman in front of him.

Although they had never actually met, he was certain without a doubt that the person in front of him was the Rainbow Dragon Lady whose name he had only heard but never had the chance to meet - Veronica Lolo.

Looking at the middle-aged woman with a kind smile in front of her.

Inexplicable

Ron suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

He wanted to go to that person and talk loudly about his experiences in the past six years since he was born.

I want to tell the succubus that the whip really hurts; I want to tell her that I really thought about giving up everything and hiding; I want to tell her that I have found the meaning of dragon life and live well; I want to tell her that I miss her very much.

But his reason told him very clearly: No, Ron, you will only look crazy if you do this.

After all, that wasn't his real mother at the end of the day.

Perhaps, that impulse called emotion is probably the instinct of this body.

Ron comforted himself like this.

However, the next second

"You've lost weight."

Veronica said softly.

These four simple words were like a key, suddenly unlocking the cage called self-protection in his heart.

"you"

Ron looked at her blankly, frozen in place at a loss.

Later, the feelings accumulated in the heart were like a dam being punctured. Although it was just a small hole at first, it heralded the beginning of collapse.

An impulse surged deep in his heart, and he wanted to tell her all about his life, pain, confusion, struggle, and unspeakable longing for the past six years.

However, he also knew clearly that such behavior would undoubtedly make him look a little ridiculous, even a little crazy.

Because, no matter how much Veronica Lolo resembles his mother, she is not his real mother after all.

Walking on the green grass

Veronica strolled up to the young dragon, which was frozen in place.

She looked at Ron, who had lustrous eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out her warm palms and gently stroke the prematurely strong mask of the iridescent young dragon in front of her.

Compared to the iridescent dragons of the same age, Ron's physical characteristics have far exceeded his supposed growth stage.

If the gods who are familiar with the rainbow dragon family evaluate it, both Ron's current strength and his body should be more like an old rainbow dragon with many legendary experiences, rather than those who are still enjoying their childhood under the protection of their parents. iridescent drakes.

What contributed to this change was all thanks to the events that put Ron into a big crisis.

Such as the whip of Malcanthet, such as enduring the test of the supreme scepter, such as the battle with the evil monster.

"The future has made you suffer a lot, hasn't it?"

Her voice is soft and warm, revealing the sincere care of a mother.

Uh-huh!

Ron raised his head suddenly and looked at her colorful dragon eyes that were 90% similar to his own with some unconvincing stubbornness.

【Why do you say that! 】

【You have obviously never seen me! 】

[You don’t know anything at all. You clearly didn’t protect me when I was born, so why are you showing a distressed expression now! 】

He wanted to speak out those rebuttal words and tell the other person that he didn't need her pity.

However, when he stared at Veronica with his eyes widened and his head raised, he failed to utter those words as he wished.

He just opened his mouth wordlessly, and finally murmured in a trembling voice:

"I...have been working hard."

"Yeah, I know." (End of chapter)