Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might
Chapter 314 - 309: The Comer Means No Good

Chapter 314: Chapter 309: The Comer Means No Good

Leon never thought he would still be underestimated at this point, but upon reflection, it was understandable.

This was a world with limited communication, and the Belen Kingdom was indeed quite far from Watchtower Port—so far that the great reputation he had built over so many years hardly had a chance to reach there.

Under these circumstances, in Edwin’s eyes, he was merely a young Red Dragon, just a young Red Dragon trying to recruit a mage who had been capable of casting Seven-Ring Magic fifty years ago. In some ways, it was indeed a bit presumptuous.

Although he had only recently founded a kingdom and declared himself King, Leon had been an overlord for decades now. With the demeanor of someone of significance, he was unperturbed by Edwin’s disdain because he understood Edwin’s ignorance—once Edwin truly came to know him, perhaps he would be trembling with fear.

Meanwhile, Edwin had prepared thoroughly before speaking, but he hadn’t expected Leon to not react at all, not to fly into a rage and attack him. It was really rather odd—after all, Red Dragons are arrogant tyrants who cannot tolerate even the slightest disrespect.

"You really don’t seem like a Red Dragon at all." Edwin couldn’t help but marvel.

"That’s because I’m currently in human form, and my temper is comparatively better." Leon mused that when he transformed into human form using the Transformation Skill, his mind was influenced by his body. If one’s mental resolve was not firm, they might even forget who they were, which was unlike the 72 Transformations that allowed one to turn into a seabird without becoming tempted to eat fish.

"Otherwise, if I were in my Dragon Form right now, I might have already exploded in fury." Leon remarked, "You wouldn’t believe this, but my temper’s been getting worse these past years—I can’t tolerate any dissent anymore."

Edwin laughed lightly, noncommittal.

"Even so, you don’t seem much like a Red Dragon, but you might make for a good investor. Unfortunately, you’ve approached me far too early."

"Even if you place a lot of faith in me, you should at least wait until you’ve reached adulthood, or until you surpass your mother—Lady Melting Roar Anglistra." Edwin shook his head slightly as he spoke, "But I’m already a hundred years old now. By the time you reach adulthood, I might no longer be around."

"As a mage, shouldn’t it be simple to extend your lifespan?" Leon asked.

"You’re overthinking it." Edwin replied, "Unless you transform into another type of being—it’s simplest to turn into an Undead Creature—otherwise, even for mages, extending one’s lifespan isn’t easy."

Leon didn’t mention that he could refine elixirs for lifespan extension. He had some Elixirs of Immortality he had idly crafted, including a few Human Elixirs in case of emergencies, aside from the Heavenly Immortal Pill. He said, "I recall Life Extension Potions can reduce the drinker’s physical age, even lowering it to thirteen at minimum."

"The amber-hued potion appears to have suspended within it a scorpion’s tail, a viper’s fang, a dead spider, and a curiously pulsating little heart. But once the potion bottle is opened, all those ingredients will vanish without a trace..."

Edwin continued, "Life Extension Potions cannot be consumed excessively; otherwise, they might actually accelerate your physical aging, causing you to die faster instead."

"As long as they’re consumed sparingly, it’s fine." After learning Alchemy, Leon had spent some time studying the alchemy of this world. Indeed, the Alchemy he mastered was far superior.

"Do you know how much one bottle of Life Extension Potion is worth in Gold Coins?" Edwin’s graying eyebrows twitched. "Life Extension Potions are incredibly rare; since they can extend lifespans, they’re highly sought after by kings and nobles. Each bottle is worth thousands or even tens of thousands of Gold Coins."

"A dragon’s adulthood is measured by two milestones: a century of life and a treasure vault valued at 15,000 Gold Coins or more. These combine the dragon’s form, lair, and territory into a cohesive source of magic energy, elevating the dragon into a true legend."

"One century of life is easy to achieve; amassing 15,000 Gold Coins is not." Edwin glanced at Leon, "15,000 Gold Coins might just about buy you one bottle of Life Extension Potion."

"You’re a young dragon right now—how much money have you saved up? Do you even have a few thousand Gold Coins?"

Edwin walked over to the desk, picked up a teapot, and poured two cups of black tea, handing one to Leon as he slowly said, "Do you know how much your mother invested to support my research back in the day?"

"Research is expensive. 10,000 Gold Coins wouldn’t even make a sound." Edwin blew on his tea and added, "Do you have that kind of money to support my research? Let me be frank, it’s because I gave up on research that I was able to build a mage tower of this size."

Edwin lifted his eyes and cast a glance at Leon, saying, "Do you have that kind of money to support my research?"

Before Leon could respond, Edwin sipped his tea lightly and said, "Although I’ve only taught you for a short time, since you recognize me as your teacher, there’s no harm in teaching you a bit more."

Once someone gets old, they become particularly talkative and eager to teach others.

"You’re a young dragon now. Young Red Dragons are already very powerful, but there are many beings in this world stronger than you. It’s better to be cautious for now." Edwin advised, "Unlike humans, dragons have long lifespans. You don’t need to be so impatient, rushing about as a young dragon. Wait until you reach adulthood or maturity; it won’t be too late then."

"Dragons are top-tier magic creatures, inherently superior. Even if they don’t do anything, with the passage of time, they naturally grow stronger. But I wouldn’t recommend that approach." Edwin said, "You’re different from other dragons; you’ve enjoyed learning since you were young, which is a good habit. I’m curious if you’ve maintained that now."

"You could try becoming a mage, though being a mage requires talent. If not, perhaps try being a warrior or a barbarian."

"Next, you might consider an advanced profession, like Element Master, or Carving Skin Dragon... Regarding advanced professions for dragons, I’m not too knowledgeable." Edwin nodded at Leon, "Having a profession will make you stronger than other dragons; the stronger you become, the more opportunities you’ll have."

"Your mother—she has a lot of ideas, but she lacks the initiative and patience, and her temper is terrible. Don’t emulate her." Edwin muttered thoughtfully, clearly holding a considerable grudge against Leon’s mother.

Leon didn’t interrupt, waiting quietly for a long time before asking, "Are you finished speaking?"

"That’s about it." Edwin set down his tea cup.

Leon followed suit, setting down his tea cup, and asked, "May I speak now?"

"Go ahead." Edwin replied.

"First of all, thank you for helping me plan, but I already have plans for my own life." Leon paused, "And, you might not believe me, but it’s true—I recently established a kingdom and became its king. It’s currently in shambles; otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to you."

Edwin didn’t mince words: "I honestly don’t believe you’ve just established a kingdom. Bragging is not a good habit."

"I can prove it to you, but my proof must carry significance." Leon said seriously.

"Then let’s forget about it." Edwin seemed inexplicably uneasy but didn’t want to admit it. He joked, "Life here is quite good; I don’t want to go anywhere."

Leon chuckled too: "I’m a Red Dragon. I traveled all the way to the Belen Kingdom to find you, and you’re just going to send me away empty-handed?"