The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases
Chapter 85 - 83: Daughter

Chapter 85: Chapter 83: Daughter

With Attilicia, a top-level Silver Dragon Alchemy Grandmaster, personally presiding, and accompanied by over a hundred Alchemy Apprentices and five Alchemists, David certainly couldn’t have come to any harm.

Moreover, it wasn’t his first time collapsing from overexerting his Authority like this.

But if that scene had occurred on the neighboring Blue Star, it likely would have resembled a patient with a mild neurological issue suddenly being surrounded by a group of department heads from Yanjing Union Hospital. Adding to the picture, his father was a top expert in neurology and pharmacology, previously nominated for a Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Even if David had indeed almost lost his life and stepped into the Styx River, this bunch of people would have probably dragged him back, shaken him awake, and demanded to know exactly where he was feeling unwell.

Once the Elves unanimously confirmed that David had only fainted due to a burst blood vessel from "overly dedicated studying," Priest Attilicia also heaved a great sigh of relief, mixed with an indescribable sense of emotion and sorrow,

What a foolish child! Is it necessary to be this serious?

Want to learn Alchemy? Or perhaps want to thoroughly master the Sobering Potion?

You could just tell me directly!

Even if the child wasn’t as intellectually gifted as he had imagined, even "somewhat dull," as long as the other person wanted to learn, he, as a father, would have certainly imparted all he knew.

Never mind demonstrating it just once; as long as his son possessed such devotion to knowledge, he would demonstrate it tens, hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of times until his son had learned it!

This was a responsibility and commitment he had failed to fulfill as a father!

And upon further reflection, wasn’t this child’s greed for knowledge due to the fact that there was simply nothing to learn on the Old Continent?

Could he have expected the Red Dragon mother to teach the child anything worthwhile?

Ahhh! Damn Pafila! Look at the desperation to which you’ve driven the child!

You’re an outright disgrace as a Dragon mother!!!

One had to wonder what Pafila would think. She was currently in the Dragon Nest within the Katjana volcano on the Old Continent, being fed by his other Silver Dragon daughter. What would she think upon realizing this coward, who didn’t even dare to face her again, was once more shifting the blame onto her?

Due to this sense of guilt and the desire to make amends, Attilicia formally extended an invitation to his "poor" child after David regained consciousness—a decision he had made in his heart long ago,

"Child, I do not know your intended destination, and please forgive me for acting out of a certain selfishness. Saphistouin, you have an exceptional talent."

He paused for a moment, then, with a somewhat dry throat, requested,

"Stay, stay here in Saeolus City, and start as my Magic Apprentice and potion assistant. I will impart everything I have learned in my life to you.

"At the same time, when the day comes that you graduate, you will also officially take over the alchemical inheritance and glory that belongs to me, Attilicia."

David hadn’t yet had a chance to process these words. However, the surrounding group of Alchemy Apprentices, and even the five official Alchemists, were instantly overcome with envy, jealousy, and hatred, nearly bursting into tears on the spot.

They couldn’t help but scoff internally. Could this guy be the heir of some Silver Dragon clan from the legendary, mysterious Dragon Island?

To be so begged and pleaded with by Master Attilicia, who never takes on personal disciples!

No one could top this treatment!

Especially since, from the beginning of the mess that the other party had made, none of us could see any sort of ’exceptional talent’ in alchemy from this Silver Dragon!

If it weren’t for the fact that Attilicia was a trusted High Elf they had worked with for more than a decade...

We would have suspected that this young Silver Dragon was Master Attilicia’s illegitimate child!

And what truly began to make them despair was just unfolding. David, the Dragon at the center of it all, actually hesitated! He hesitated despite the immense allure of the offer: to be personally invited by such an esteemed master—one with a unique standing in Potion-making—to become a close disciple. This position also meant the very real possibility of replacing the Workshop Supervisor, becoming the workshop’s second-in-command, and effectively wielding the true authority most of the time.

He actually hesitated!!?

The frustrated and anxious Alchemy Apprentices surrounding them collectively thought, You damned Undead! What are you putting on airs for at a time like this!?

They wished they could immediately switch places and then, on the spot, hug Master Attilicia’s thighs and lick them fervently.

Even if it meant shortening their lifespan by five hundred years, many Elves would willingly do it.

"I’m sorry! Teacher Attilicia, although your proposal truly moves me, please forgive me. I can probably only stay and learn here for about half a month before I must leave."

He actually rejected it?!!!

The entire atmosphere of the Alchemy Workshop and the flow of Magic Power seemed to freeze.

The former was due to the Alchemists collectively holding their breath. The latter occurred because the Silver Dragon Attilicia found the answer unacceptable; his powerful mental energy momentarily distorted and constricted the surrounding magical elements.

"Why?!!"

Watching Priest Attilicia’s uncharacteristic agitation, David, whose scales tingled, was also somewhat at a loss.

At the same time, he also began to have some doubts about his own talent.

Could I really be one of those once-in-ten-thousand alchemy geniuses?

Seeing that Arrogance didn’t even show his face, David became even more uncertain!

Damn it, am I really a genius?

But after thinking it over, considering how sincere Priest Attilicia had been, David rarely decided to tell the truth this time,

"I must go back to the Old Continent."

Attilicia was immediately as overwhelmed as he had been that day on the beach when Pafila stepped on his cloaca with her claw,

"You’ve already returned to this civilized world! Why go back to that wretched place? What is there left that’s worth your yearning?"

"I still have a sister, but my mother is unwilling to let her leave. So, I must go back."

David told the truth again, but in various ways, it dealt Priest Attilicia an unforgettable psychological blow!

This Silver Dragon, who was already somewhat unwilling to accept the fact that David was going to leave him again, suddenly had eyes filled with redness and bloodshot veins, his voice taking on a tone of breakdown and despair,

"You... what did you say?"

You... have another... sister?

So, that means I, Attilicia, have another daughter...

And that malicious Evil Dragon, Pafila, is even using her as a dragon hostage.

All to exploit the kindness rooted in his son’s Silver Dragon nature—his value for family ties—to blackmail him into returning to that hideous place!

But he, who knew all this!

He, the father of two children!

Was completely powerless!

Completely powerless!

He doesn’t even dare to visit the Old Continent!

Attilicia!

You useless thing!

What kind of male dragon are you!!!

SPURT!

The next moment, Attilicia, like David before him, spouted blood from all seven orifices and fainted on the spot.

Except that David’s case was due to exercising Authority.

He genuinely fainted from a stroke caused by pure rage!

Rage at Pafila’s shamelessness!

Even more rage at his own helplessness!

"Master Attilicia has spouted blood and fainted!"

"Hurry, hurry! Emergency rescue!"

The gazes towards the stupefied David carried a tinge mixed with envy and schadenfreude, as if to say,

See! It’s all because of this troublesome young Dragon.

He actually managed to anger Master Attilicia to the point of spitting blood!

And all for such an absurd reason.

If such an opportunity were placed before us...

It’s just a sister, right!

We’d be willing to abandon family and offspring for it!

Of course, those among them who had achieved, or were on the verge of achieving, something in the field of alchemy through hard work most likely had no family or children to abandon in the first place.