The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 152 Dragonborn and Surrender

"Your daughter is really nice."

When the leader of the centaur hesitated, Ron suddenly spoke with great interest.

He was really admiring Lilia's appearance and aptitude, and had no other thoughts.

But in the ears of the centaur leader, this is a naked threat.

Like a thunderbolt from the blue.

He stood up in an instant, with anger on his face, the rock-like muscles in his arms were tense, and the blood vessels were bulging.

"You daring fellow, do you dare to threaten me?"

The centaur leader growled.

"Stupid dragon, open your dog eyes and see, I am the ruler of this territory, and I have the right to let you die without a burial!"

The above words are purely the imagination of the leader of the people and horses.

Thinking of the strength displayed by this giant dragon, he suppressed his anger, chewed up the endless anger, and swallowed it in his stomach.

Then he slowly got down on the ground again under Ron's puzzled eyes.

Standing up is the anger of a father, and sitting down is a compromise with reality.

A smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Lord Ron, stop joking. Lilia is born with a weak physique. She can't practice spear throwing. She can only learn to shoot with a light bow. She will definitely not be able to catch the eyes of adults."

"My two sons are strong, if you need them"

Hearing this, Ron shook his head.

"That's because you are too short-sighted. Lilia's aptitude is not physical. She will be stronger than all of you in the future."

"what do you mean?"

The leader of the centaur looked at Ron in confusion. He didn't quite understand what the dragon lord meant, but he also realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something just now.

The dragon lord just now seemed to be purely evaluating Lilia, rather than threatening.

But the centaur clan has used throwing spears, bows and arrows, scimitars, and hooves as weapons for generations. If the body is not good enough, do you want to practice magic?
[The profession of magician has never appeared in the centaurs]

Ron didn't speak, but waved at Lilia (claw?).

He wanted to examine the little centaur's body personally.

"Hey, is Master Dragon calling me?"

Although this pure white little horse covered her face with her hands shyly because of Ron's gaze just now, the gap between her fingers could be stuffed with two walnuts.

Seeing Ron's beckoning, she turned her head and shyly looked at her father standing beside the dragon, asking for his opinion.

The mother standing next to Lilia also looked at her husband worriedly.

At this time, her two sons, Gar and Shandi, were seriously injured and fell to the ground, bandaged like mummies, and returned to the tent to recuperate. The only one she could rely on was her husband.

The leader of the centaur hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

"Lilia, come here."

If this giant dragon really misbehaved his daughter, he could only fight with his life, and he didn't know if the result would be like the old man.
It can only be said that this centaur father thinks too much, and Ron is not that unlucky red dragon.

With his divine body protection, he can throw the spear like the centaur, and they can't break the defense of Ron's eyes even if they stand still.

"Da da da"

Led by her mother, Lilia walked to Ron with her white limbs.

"Quickly bow to the adults."

Lilia's mother nervously urged Lilia to bend her limbs and lower her head like her.

Ron shook his head and stopped Lilia and her mother who were at a loss.

"No need, I don't have so many rules, you go and wait while I ask a few words."

Lilia's mother looked at her bewildered daughter with some worry, but walked to her husband as she said.

She dared not disobey Lord Julong's order.

The leader of the people and horses took his wife's hand and comforted him softly:

"It's okay, Mr. Ron just took a look, it won't hurt Lilia, definitely not"

At this time, the mood of the Sagittarius couple was like a harbor before the storm, not knowing whether they would be greeted with destruction or new life.

Ron stared carefully at the pure white little horse in front of him, a brilliance flashed in his eyes.

【Successful identification】

【Name: Lilia】

【Gender: Female】

[Race: Centaur]

[Strength: Black Iron Step]

[Legendary Feature: Natural Affinity (Sealed)]

[Evaluation: The horses who have awakened the blood of the elves are returning to their ancestors]

Lilia looked a little embarrassed when facing Ron's gaze.

This pure white little centaur looks very cute, but also very shy.

Lilia's body is small and exquisite. Compared with other centaurs, Lilia's hair is softer and thinner.

At the same time, the special double horns on her forehead shone with crystal light. This is an organ that other centaurs do not have, and it is also the fundamental reason why everyone thinks that Lilia has been blessed by the god of centaurs.

She put her hands behind her back and stretched out her hands, rubbing her two fingers restlessly together, the long ears on both sides of her head raised from time to time, and her hooves lightly stepped on the ground from time to time.

"Mr. Mighty Dragon, Lilia, I ask you. Well, I wish you well."

Lilia stuttered and read according to what her mother taught her, for fear of offending this mighty true dragon.

It's a pity that she forgot what she said later, and kept repeating the words "bless you".

"Lilia, do you want to become a dragonborn?"

Ron looked at the little man who was getting more and more flustered, and asked directly and simply.

After his investigation, he discovered that this three-year-old little horse already possessed legendary characteristics!
This is a very scary thing.

Natural Affinity is usually found on legendary elves or legendary green dragons.

This feature allows them to obtain a great increase in combat power in the forest environment, and can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing natural magic.

It's a pity that Lilia's body does not know why, there is an ancient seal that suppresses her talent.

Lilia's body has been weak since she was a child, most likely because of this inexplicable seal on her body.

But this did not prevent Ron from taking a fancy to her talent.

Although Lilia's legendary characteristics are still sealed, Ron can use the power of blood to unseal her - provided that she is willing to become a dragonborn.

Lilia's eyes were very bright, and her pupils widened a little after hearing Ron's words, with a surprised and shy expression on her face.

Then she looked to the surprised parents next to her for help, and her immature eyes revealed a questioning look.

She didn't understand what it meant to be a dragonborn, but her learned parents certainly did.

Compared to her naughty and disobedient brothers, Lilia prefers to communicate with her parents and then act according to their opinions.

Ron also turned his head to look at the two centaur, and asked the leader of the centaur in a calm and deep voice:

"If Lilia becomes a dragonborn, I can help her solve her frailty problem, and she will also gain magical powers, what do you think?"

"This"

At this time, the leader of the people and horses showed a conflicted look on his face.

Although he wanted to make his daughter stronger, his worries about the dragon were clearly revealed in his eyes.

He replied with some hesitation:
"Lilia is my only daughter, I love her, but I am a little worried about whether she can bear the heavy responsibility of Dragonborn."

His voice was deep and heavy, just like the contradictions and struggles in his heart.

The existence of dragonborn is to provide services for real dragons, and Lilia is only three years old at this time, even if she becomes a dragonborn, what can she provide?

In the eyes of the centaur leader, besides her beauty, Lilia has almost no other advantages.

From this, it is reminiscent of the characteristic of the nature of the dragon.
Ron's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he could directly see through the leader's mind.

He said in a deep voice:
"Being a Dragonborn requires a strong heart and courage above all else."

"But if your daughter has these, she will have unparalleled power and honor, and you can decide here whether your daughter is worthy of being a dragonborn."

"You can rest assured that I have no interest in loli horses."

Ron's words were like a sharp sword, directly piercing the heart of the centaur leader.

He actually understood.

If she can become a dragonborn, Lilia's strength and lifespan can be greatly improved, and she no longer has to worry about being abandoned by the tribe because of her weakness.

This is a huge temptation for a father who has always worried about his daughter's frailty.

He has almost entered the twilight period of the centaur tribe, and at that time there will definitely be young centaurs who will start to challenge the position of the centaur leader.

In case of death
Thinking of this, the leader of the people and horses no longer hesitated.

He bent his knees slowly, lowered his head, and said in a reverent and firm voice:

"The Centaur Tribe is willing to surrender to you and pledge allegiance to you."

His words were succinct and firm, demonstrating his determination and commitment.

A promise is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold!

This group of lawful and kind creatures value promises more than life. Once they express their allegiance to a certain monarch, they will never have second thoughts.

Ron nodded slightly, very satisfied with the performance of the centaur leader.

He has promised so many benefits to himself, if he still doesn't know what to do
"boom!"

Ron lifted the transfiguration and returned to his original body size.

The 35-meter-long giant dragon body reappeared in the world, and the brilliance of the colorful dragon scales attracted the exclamation of many people and horses around.

Ron spread out his huge dragon wings and waved them gently in front of the leader of the centaur. His colorful dragon eyes stared at his new subordinates.

The faint Longwei covered the whole field, suppressing all the horse tribes on the ground.

The leader of the centaur did not flinch. He held the spear in his hand and stared up at the dragon, with a firm and decisive look in his eyes.

He thought of his ethnic group, his family, and the old man who was bedridden.
He knew that this allegiance would face many challenges and tests.

But he also knows that in this world ruled by the strong, only by standing with this mighty dragon can his clan and family get the best survival and development.

So, he bowed again to the colorful dragon in front of him, and expressed his determination and loyalty.

"Master, the centaur will always be your sharp blade, tearing everything in front of you."

The surrounding people seemed to understand the choice made by the leader.

"crash"

They silently dropped the spears in their hands, bowed their heads to the colorful dragon, and met their new masters, just like the leaders of the centaur.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Lilia looked at the centaur people curtseying around her in a little bewilderment.

She couldn't figure out why the scene suddenly became like this, everyone was posing in poses she had never seen before.

Fortunately, Ron's Longwei only disappeared in a flash. After confirming the loyalty of the centaurs, he withdrew his coercion.

Then Ron turned to look at Lilia.

A drop of crimson blood flowed from his fingertips and flew towards the bewildered little centaur.

"hold it"

Ron said softly.

Lilia looked at the giant dragon, and then at the nearly thirty centimeters of blood in front of her eyes, acting a little at a loss.

"Go, Lilia, hold on to that fate."

The leader of the people and horses said with some emotion.

Lilia looked at her father and nodded shyly.

In the end, under the eyes of her parents' encouragement, she took a brave step forward, stretching out her little white hand to the blood bead.

then
Hold on tight!

"Om-"

Dazzling seven-color rays of light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire tribe of people and horses.

All the horse tribes, including the wounded brother lying in the tent, stared blankly at the colorful beam of light rushing towards the sky.

Bloodline transformation circle.

Open!
(End of this chapter)