Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 473 Pressure
Cecilia is pregnant and behaves quite quietly during her pregnancy, unlike Tassera who had to eat a magical item every few days during her pregnancy, feeling uncomfortable if she didn't, as if she had a magic addiction. She once ate all the magical items she had painstakingly collected, and in the end, Leon had to open the treasure vault.

It must be mentioned that even while pregnant, Cecilia remained steadfast in her post as Prime Minister. This was not because Lyon was heartless; it was simply that, as a green dragon, her lust for power when dealing with intelligent beings was comparable to the greed of other dragons, and she was unwilling to relinquish power under any circumstances.

The common people love their youngest son, while the emperor loves his eldest son.

King Lyon already had Sharon—Tiamat is female, which shows the status of the female dragon. For dragons, there is no difference in status between men and women, the eldest son and the eldest daughter are the same, and everything is based on strength—and he has invested a lot of energy and resources in Sharon.

Unless Sharon is truly incapable of handling the task, Lyon will not have any other ideas.

Leon was certainly concerned about Cecilia's pregnancy and their future child, but unlike when he first became a father, he wasn't as anxious or worried. He was taking a more relaxed approach.

"I wonder what kind of child Cecilia will have?"

"Definitely not as good as my daughter."

Tassera didn't care at all about Cecilia's pregnancy, because judging from Cecilia's current behavior, there were no unusual phenomena during her pregnancy, and she definitely wouldn't give birth to a child superior to the Netherdra. Although Angrista stated that she also experienced no unusual phenomena while carrying Leon, it was Leon who behaved strangely after hatching.

"Why are you laughing along with me?" Salovis, true to her reputation as a troublesome elder, was always trying to scare Sharon. "Aren't you afraid that once your younger siblings are born, they'll take all your fatherly love?"

“They deserve it,” Sharon said nonchalantly. “My father has so many spouses; I can’t be his only child. I’ve already received so much of his fatherly love; I should be content.”

“Once they are born, I will have playmates of the same age.” As a blue dragon, Sharon has the mindset of a large family. “When everyone grows up, when I become the Queen of Zhen Dan, I will have a prime minister and a general... Such a large country, if we don’t rely on family members, are we going to rely on outsiders?”

"Ah..." Salovis was shocked by Sharon's statement, "Aren't you afraid they'll take your place?"

"Dad isn't afraid of you, and I'm not afraid of them either." Sharon said confidently, hands on his hips. "I'm a Ness Dragon. Give me a hundred years, and I can definitely be as strong as Dad... Aunt, if you keep going like this, you won't be able to keep up with Mom and Dad. You'll have to work for me from now on."

"Ah." Salovis was dumbfounded.

Throughout the entire Kingdom of Zhen Dan, the person most concerned about Cecilia's pregnancy was none other than Isilie.

Tassera only gave birth to one, and it's unknown how many Cecilia will have. If she has a whole litter... the number of chromatic dragons and metallic dragons in the Kingdom of Zhen Dan is already unbalanced. If this continues, things will get out of hand. For this reason, Isilie goes to Fiora's office every few days to discuss countermeasures.

"Your belly has been showing no signs of pregnancy for so long?" Isilie was also in Fiora's office today, staring intently at Fiora's belly, looking it over from left to right. "If you keep dragging this on, the Kingdom of Zhen Dan will eventually become the domain of those evil dragons."

"You ask me, but I don't know either." Fiora slumped her shoulders, her face full of helplessness and frustration. The inability to conceive felt like a heavy stone weighing on her heart.

Some people lose their appetite due to stress, while others gain more appetite when stressed. Fiora undoubtedly belongs to the latter, popping pieces of pastry into her mouth.

"You can still eat?" Ishri asked.

Fiora touched her forehead and said, "If I can't get pregnant, will you stop giving me food?"

"I think you're just too serious," Ishri said, unable to suppress a laugh. She wasn't stupid; on the contrary, she was quirky and full of tricks. Besides, having known Fiora for so long, how could she not know her true nature?
"What are you laughing at?" Fiora sensed that Isilie's smile was malicious and frowned slightly.

“I’m sure you’ve been very proactive,” Ishri said with a wink. “What I’m trying to say is that you should be careful sometimes, don’t just think about your own pleasure… I have a rumor that Cecilia never pursues pleasure in bed, only pregnancy.”

Upon hearing this, Fiora's face flushed red instantly. Before breaking down, the knight lady remained quite mindful of her status, keeping a straight face and feigning composure as she said, "I don't understand what nonsense you're spouting."

Seeing Fiora's expression, Isilie opened her mouth, hesitated, and then stopped herself, going back and forth several times before finally gritting her teeth and saying, "This is a critical moment, not... never mind, I'll just pretend you don't understand. Anyway, now, I'll teach you a few tricks, so listen carefully."

“I remember you’re a young dragon, aren’t you?” Fiora retorted.

“I am a young dragon, that’s true, but my great-aunt isn’t. She has many offspring and is very experienced.” Ishri thought to herself that her great-aunt had told her to hold back, but now was not the time to play tricks. They should work together, because the metal dragon had been utterly defeated by the chromatic dragon. “I’ll teach you all the little tricks she taught me now, so listen carefully.”

Ishri gently bit her lip, until it turned slightly white, and a blush rose to her pretty face. Then she began to talk non-stop, gesturing with her hands from time to time.

"I understand," Fiora said expressionlessly.

“I’m serious.” Ishri stamped her foot, her face solemn. “You can’t be like you used to be, getting all excited and losing your mind, forgetting everything else.”

Upon hearing this, Fiora clenched her fists. She really wanted to fight. How could you talk such nonsense about someone?

“I know, Leon has always hoped that you could become the goddess who controls the voyage... He himself wants to become the dragon god and has been asking me to help him promote it.” Isilie nodded, as if she had made up her mind. The truth would inevitably offend people. “Leon chose you mainly because you are a bronze dragon, not because of your talent.”

“Such a good opportunity, we certainly can’t miss it. What if we actually succeed? Even the weakest god is still a god,” Ishri said patiently. “Compared to the slim chance of voyageing, this matter is far more important.”

As Ishiri was speaking enthusiastically, she suddenly noticed Fiora's lips moving slightly and asked curiously, "What are you trying to say?"

Fiora had a temper too; she wasn't a cowardly dragon. She said, "If you think I'm not good enough, why don't you go yourself?"

"His Majesty sent an envoy. Your great-aunt, Sialge, would prefer you to take the throne. You are of noble birth and are intelligent and quick-witted."

Fiora's lips curled up slightly with a hint of sarcasm as she continued, "Perfect timing. Don't you also like Leon? After all, he's so charming, strong, and heroic. He was able to defeat the Ocean Goddess even before he came of age. In particular, he's incredibly generous. You've followed him for so many years; you must have saved up nearly 100,000 gold coins by now."

Isilie blushed and paled at Fiora's words. She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but didn't know how, after all, she felt guilty.

“You’re all talk and no action, always coming up with new ideas, but when it comes to actually doing them, you always make excuses.” Fiora’s eyes were full of disdain. “You can’t do this.”

"I, I..." Ishiri stammered for a long time without getting to the bottom of it. "Anyway, I've said everything I needed to say. You'd better take care of yourself. I have to go now."

Ishri ran away in a hurry.

Fiora watched Isilie's departing figure, her eyes slightly lowered, and muttered to herself.

"It's easy for you to say that when you're not the one suffering the pain."

"If you don't have the guts, then I'll help you."

Under immense pressure, Fiora has become somewhat ruthless.

(End of this chapter)