Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 474: Flowers bloom and must be broken

Fiora's efficiency was not to be underestimated. She quickly sketched out a plan in her mind, then left the office and went to the take-off and landing platform, which was a large open space. She reverted to her dragon form and flew close to the volcanic island, skimming the shimmering sea surface. She soon approached the volcanic island.

Ishri was a street urchin, and Leon wasn't much better, spending his days idly, and nobody knew where he was.

Think about it, Leon always loved taking lava baths, and he loved lying on the observation deck at the top of the volcano, enjoying the sea breeze, sunbathing, and the scenery... Fiora suddenly flapped her wings and flew up to the top of the volcano, only to find Leon sitting on the rocks by the sea, leisurely fishing.

Without hesitation, Fiora changed direction and swooped down towards Lyon like an arrow. Just before hitting the ground, she stopped abruptly, flapped her wings a few times to slow down, and landed steadily beside the reef. She transformed into human form and said, "We're working hard outside, and you're hiding here fishing."

Leon glanced at Fiora casually, a slight smirk playing on his lips, and said with a hint of mockery, "You'd better not keep me busy, or it'll be at least a war."

Fiora bit her lip, walked over, glanced down at Leon's bucket, and gently kicked it. The bucket rattled and made a "clang" sound. Feeling a little better, she said, "Why isn't there a single fish?"

"What else could it be?" Leon sighed helplessly. "I've been tricked by the Ocean Goddess."

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. It's normal to win and lose. Why be so petty?" Lyon said to himself. "I just wanted to catch a few fish, but an hour has passed and not a single one has taken the bait."

"Could it be a problem with your fishing skills?" Fiora asked doubtfully.

“Absolutely impossible.” Leon paused, his gaze falling on Fiora. “So you came all this way just to mock my Air Force?”

Fiora walked over to Leon, squatted down next to him, and waited until Leon turned to look at her before gently saying, "I missed you."

"I'll come to your place tonight." Leon said emotionally, reaching out to gently stroke Fiora's hair.

Fiora smiled noncommittally, looked around, and said, "I remember we met here, didn't we?"

"We became friends after a fight," Leon recalled.

“I still remember,” Fiora said, a slight smile playing on her lips, “that you lied to me, saying I was a ruby ​​dragon. I was so naive back then.”

"Gulp, just kill me then." Leon couldn't help but laugh. "How can someone who says something like that have the nerve to call themselves naive?"

“If you say that again, I’ll push you into the water,” Fiora threatened, feigning anger, then sighed, “Time flies so fast; decades have passed in the blink of an eye.”

Several decades is not a short time, even for dragons with long lifespans; it's something to reflect on.

“Back then I was still a teenage dragon, right?” Lyon picked up his fishing rod and looked at it.

“Right now you’re just a young dragon.” Fiora wrinkled her nose. “Your actions really make it easy to forget your age; you’re still not an adult.”

Fiora stretched her back, sat with Leon for a while, and then left, turning to find Isilie.

"Why are you here?" Isilie's heart skipped a beat when she saw Fiora, her eyes filled with tension and unease. She hadn't thought much of it before, and her words to Fiora had been rather harsh; now she was afraid that Fiora was still angry with her.

Fiora looked grave, took a deep breath, and said, "I've made up my mind. We absolutely cannot just sit here and wait to die."

“Yes.” Ishri nodded excitedly. “You’ve figured it out?”

Fiora gave a determined smile, extended her hand to Isilie, and said, "Let's work together. Let's sleep together tonight and have a good talk."

“Okay.” Isilie had no doubts. Although it was rare for a dragon to invite another dragon to its lair under normal circumstances, she had known Fiora for so long, and as a silver dragon, she had long been accustomed to the human way of life. She looked forward to everyone sleeping together like good sisters and chatting all night long, just like humans.

And so, Isilie and Fiora left work together, had dinner at the government canteen, and went home together.

When Isilie was first kidnapped by Leon and taken to the volcanic island, Fiora took her to her lair to protect her. This was not the first time Isilie had entered Fiora's lair, but a long period of time had passed in between.

“I remember it wasn’t like this when I came here before.” Ishri was acting like a curious child, her eyes sparkling as she looked around and touched things. “Your lair looks like a fortress or a stronghold.”

“Bronze dragons value functionality over appearance and prefer to build their nests from the perspective of military commanders.” The bronze dragon raised its head slightly. “My nest has several ways of entering and exiting, and no one but me knows them.”

"Leon doesn't know either?" Isley tilted her head and asked curiously.

Fiora paused for a moment, then changed her words, saying, "Except for me and Leon."

Ishri snorted.

"You're much bigger than me."

“Of course, I’m not only a Titanosaur, I’m also older than you.”

"You also want to become a Titanosaur."

"There's a chance."

"Your wing bones are so short... Is it this special arrangement that allows you bronze dragons to use your wings as nimbly as the manta rays' fins in the water?" "That's right. This wing structure allows us to swim faster in the water, but when we fly in the sky, we can't fly as fast as you."

"Cecilia is really power-hungry. She's pregnant but doesn't want to rest properly, unlike Tassera who doesn't care about anything and just focuses on giving birth as soon as she gets pregnant."

"Dragons aren't human, so pregnancy has absolutely no impact on them. There's nothing wrong with her wanting to continue working."

"Why are you still speaking up for the Colorful Dragon?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

In a spacious room deep within the lair, Isilie was chatting animatedly with Fiora when suddenly her ears perked up. She stood up alertly, looking around, and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

“I heard you.” Fiora grinned.

"Who's so bold as to trespass into your lair?" Ishri asked thoughtfully. "I'll go take a look."

Ishri had just gotten up when her eyes widened as she saw a red dragon.

"What are you doing here?" In fact, Lyon was even more confused.

Isilie quickly explained, "Fiora asked me to come."

“She called me here too,” Leon said, turning to look at Fiora, expecting an answer from her.

Fiora is, after all, a metal dragon and a righteous knight. She's only slightly corrupted, not easily corrupted. She looked at Isilie and said guiltily, "Didn't you promise us that we'd work together to prevent the Kingdom of Cinnabar from becoming the domain of the Colored Dragons?"

"No, I did promise you, but not..." Ishri's tail wagged, and she stomped her feet in frustration.

"Ridiculous." Lyon vaguely guessed something, and immediately put on a stern face. "Aren't you just being ridiculous?"

"I don't care, I'm leaving first." Ishri was both angry and anxious.

"I'm sorry." Fiora clutched her head, finding it hard to believe she had done something so absurd. "It's all because I was under too much pressure... Tassera is pregnant, Sharon is so old, Cecilia is pregnant now, but I'm the only one who hasn't shown any signs of pregnancy."

Lyon knew that Fiora had been anxious because of Tassera and Cecilia's pregnancies, but he hadn't expected her anxiety to be this extreme. Feeling sorry for her, he gently comforted her, "I don't know what you're worried about. It's normal for those things to happen sooner or later."

“Yeah, yeah,” Ishri chimed in from the side, “You’re still young, what’s the rush?”

Leon and Isilie took turns comforting Fiora, until her tense emotions gradually eased and the anxiety in her eyes slowly dissipated... Yes, she had an understanding spouse and a good sister.

"You should get some rest today," Lyon said softly. "We're leaving now."

Not far from the nest, Isily said with a look of regret, "I shouldn't have put so much pressure on Fiora."

"What exactly happened?" Leon raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

"How should I put it?" Ishri transformed into human form, becoming a silver-haired girl, leaving footprints on the beach, and hesitantly recounted the events of the day.

As Leon watched the moonlight bathe Ishri like water, making her look like a fairy descending to earth, he said, "You guys... wherever there are people, there is a strife."

Just as Isley was about to say something, she noticed Leon's gaze and asked, "What are you looking at?"

“I find you quite beautiful,” Lyon said frankly.

“Of course.” Ishri pressed down on her long, silver hair, which was being blown about by the sea breeze, with one hand, and on the hem of her skirt, which was fluttering in the wind, with the other. “The look in your eyes…”

Lyon wasn't some innocent young boy; on the contrary, he was a carnivorous red dragon. Mainly because he had been prepared, but then that happened, he was now seething with anger and said, "Hmm, didn't you always think there were too few metal dragons in the Kingdom of Zhen Dan?"

“You can’t keep pressuring Fiora and then just stand by and do nothing,” Leon continued.

"What do you want to do?" Ishri kept backing away.

Leon stared intently at Ishri. He had long known of her feelings, but he hadn't given it much thought until today. It was rare for him to act impulsively, and the silver-haired girl had matured considerably since then. He couldn't help but make a move, saying, "Run! Don't let me catch you."

"A combination of immobilization spells, energy gathering and dispersing techniques, and the Rainbow Escape." Ishri's long eyelashes trembled slightly. "Who can outrun you?"

Waves crashed against the rocks, making a loud splashing sound.

"No." Ishri's voice was barely audible.

“I’ll just hold you and do nothing,” Leon said.

(End of this chapter)