He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 127 Canary, you did a great job!
Beneath the massive Arc de Triomphe.

The group of people who walked out of the boundary gate looked around curiously.

"Is this the City of Flame?"

Su Nian raised her hand to shield her eyes as she looked at the vast city made of red walls, flames, and glass.

A building with Gothic spires and vaulted ceilings, constructed from massive red, marble-like bricks.

The extensive use of glass is clearly visible, with flame patterns appearing on walls, floors, road signs, and even quarried monuments, some of which are entirely composed of flames.

It can be said that the City of Flames is a city entirely composed of fire and rock.

Compared to Lamia, who was shouting and yelling on the side, Su Nian was just curiously looking at the city and all kinds of life.

"Compared to the East District, which only has some races that have received the blessing of beasts, the North District actually has more races."

Su Nian couldn't help but sigh as she watched the candle figure hopping and skipping past.

Only the North District gave him the feeling of being in another world. As for the East District, the more prosperous East District was actually no different from modern society.

Even though it's a remote, underdeveloped city, it still has modern businesses like cafes.

The miniature garden is not outdated; many modern facilities have simply been replaced by various forms of gifts.

Upon hearing Su Nian's words, Leticia, who had previously visited the End of the City with Canary and the others, explained calmly as the team leader.

"In fact, the North District is the place with the most diverse races in the Little Garden. It is a place where elves, oni, and demons are mixed together, while the East District is mostly just ordinary people."

"Is that so?"

Su Nian tapped her chin lightly with her finger, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"But if I remember correctly, vampires seem to belong to the category of demons? That means vampires also live in the Northern District?"

"Nareticia, when are you going to bring over the vampire clan to work for me?"

Upon hearing this, Leticia fell silent.

After a long silence, she finally spoke.

“Master, I don’t know where in the current Little Garden vampires still live.”

"Really? Let's just leave it at that."

Su Nian shrugged casually; he was just asking tentatively.

If Leticia doesn't want to, then so be it.

As the queen of the last remaining vampire clan, how could Leticia not know the current gathering place of the vampire clan?

However, Leticia was too ashamed to face the current vampire clan, and she did not want the remaining, weak vampires to risk their lives with Su Nian.

Just like when she was first found by the canary, she refused the canary's request to go find vampires.

It's fine as long as we don't interfere with each other. If the vampires have any ideas, they can go find her.

Having followed Arcadia for thousands of years and made a name for herself, she still hasn't been sought after by any of her former people. Perhaps they have already given up on her?

Su Nian didn't care what Leticia thought. He was just asking casually. After all, if they wanted to truly regain power as the rulers of the hierarchy, they would definitely need more manpower.

The beauty of the hierarchical dominance system lies in the regional dominance and the external dominance.

It perfectly distributed the power of the hierarchical rulers to each outer gate, and to the outer gates and regional rulers of each region.

The rulers of the social hierarchy are like the Zhou emperor, while the rulers of the outer gates and the rulers of the territories are like the feudal lords who have been enfeoffed.

The significance of the powerful feudal lords and the weak emperor is self-evident.

In this situation, let alone achievements, even taking office could be problematic if one is unlucky. Of course, this is currently the case only in the North District.

Avalon in the Southern District is a force under the Halloween Queen, possessing the legacy of the Knights of the Round Table, with at least a dozen or so four-figure figures. Coupled with its background, the people in the Southern District are very cooperative.

As for the East District? It used to be Arcadia, now it's White Yaksha, and they hold onto power very tightly. At least, the situation in the North District hasn't happened.

As for the West Side, due to the dystopian past, the ruling class is a three-digit omniscient demon, Laplace's Demon, not to mention...

Only in the North District, due to the decline of the Fire Dragon, the ambitious Rakshasa demons could not be suppressed, leading to frequent chaos. Even the White Night Demon had to support the Oni Princess Alliance to help govern.

However, even with six four-figure demon princesses, all they could manage was to barely suppress the increasingly chaotic North District.

This is the result of Su Nian's research last night. The situation in the North District is very serious. Being the ruler of this class is not an easy task.

However, this also means that if he can correct the wrongs, the achievements he gains and the impact he has will be even greater.

"Alright, they're here. Stop playing around, Lamia."

Su Nian looked at the resolute-faced man with a pair of dragon horns in the distance, and a girl wearing the gold and red clothes that the former Tai Sui Star Lord Star Sea Dragon King had modified after switching allegiance to the Middle Eastern minor gods, and wearing the Star Sea Dragon King's horns, who were leading a pair of armored dragon guards toward them.

However, the bloodline of the dragon people had become so diluted that it was negligible, and they no longer had dragon horns.

Su Nian recognized who the other person was.

The man at the head of the group is Mandela Terdorek, the current captain and staff officer of the Saramandra Gendarmerie, and the girl next to him is his sister, Sandora Terdorek, the current 24th leader of the Saramandra family.

Looking at the brother and sister, Su Nian shook her head helplessly. The Fire Dragon was really too weak now.

Among all the heirs of the community, the fact that only Sandra, a pure-blooded fire dragon, could be chosen is truly a bit difficult to handle.

It's clear that canaries can indeed cause a lot of harm.

"Your Highness Su Nian, please come with me."

After bowing to Su Nian, Mandela prepared to lead Su Nian to the headquarters of the Fire Dragon, namely the palace complex in the center of the Flame Emperor City.

Sandra looked at Su Nian with curiosity, her eyes seemingly carrying a hint of shyness that Su Nian couldn't quite understand.

He was curious, which he understood, but what was with this shyness, like she was seeing her fiancé?
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A day ago, I looked at the radiant Buddha light shining from the direction of Mount Ling in the west, along with the dark clouds and the falling blood rain.

An elderly dragon-man, lying on the bed, struggled to sit up and walked to the window, ignoring Mandela, who was standing beside him trying to help him.

"Mandela, I am not so weak that I need help to get out of bed!"

The old dragon man coughed out a couple of sparks and glared angrily at Mandela, who was waiting by his window.

With his cloudy eyes, he stood by the window, watching the strange phenomenon projected from the Western Spirit Mountain, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Chaos is coming!! This little garden is about to descend into chaos."

Then he looked worriedly at the distant volcano.

In the nearby volcano, thick smoke billowed amidst the heat waves, and faintly visible were dragons stretching their bodies or playing in the lava.

Those are more than five thousand subspecies of fire dragons, which is also the guarantee that Salamander can still stand in the lower class and maintain his status as the ruler of the class.

However, this very power, which seems invincible to other five-digit communities, is now gradually weakening.

The mortality rate of newly hatched dragon eggs is getting higher and higher, and even the dragon bloodlines of the hatched dragons are becoming increasingly diluted. As for the former elite dragon legion, they were already facing the three-headed dragon.

They were all used up as cannon fodder by the canaries, leaving only a few old dragons like him, riddled with serious illnesses.

"Mandela, do you think we can still maintain order in the North?"

The old dragon stared at Mandela with its cloudy eyes and questioned him. Mandela remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"I don't know, Father."

Or rather, he didn't even know what kind of storm the northern region might face next.

He's just a five-digit subspecies fire dragon with little potential.

"Haha, it's good not to know."

The old dragon laughed loudly, but his laughter was very forlorn.

Haha, I don't know...

Hearing the laughter, Mandela lowered his head even further.

After a while, the old dragon stopped laughing, his body became much more hunched, he sighed helplessly, and said softly.

"Mandela, I drove Sarah out decades ago, do you hate me?"

"I don't···"

Mandela clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as he squeezed out two words.

"Don't force yourself, just tell the truth."

Old Dragon sighed softly. How could he not know Mandela's feelings? That was his most favored and outstanding eldest daughter.

"I...don't hate you."

After a long silence, Mandela said in a somber tone, looking at the shadow by the wall, feeling that his father's figure seemed to have aged considerably.

He believed that there were unavoidable reasons behind all of this.

"You must have had a compelling reason, right?"

He simply wasn't qualified to know.

"The fire dragon that remains in the City of Flame has no future."

Old Dragon spoke meaningfully, but his words were so powerless and pale, because of the past contract, he couldn't even reveal a single word.

In order to maintain the seal beneath the City of Flames, which holds the ultimate trial of humanity—absolute evil—Az Dakkaha, the dragon energy of the City of Flames must be extracted. This is the real reason why Salamandra is facing a talent shortage.

His eldest daughter was born before the war against the evil dragon, and her bloodline was so pure that he had already planned to raise her to be his successor after the war ended.

As a result of that seal, Sarah's dragon energy was drained before she was even born, causing her to be born with congenital deficiencies and directly become a sub-dragon.

And because of that seal, even though he was tormented by pain, he had no choice but to continue maintaining it, watching Salamander decline little by little.

Canary, you did a wonderful job!!!
So much so that now, the first thing I do when I see a canary is to want to drink its blood and eat its flesh, and I wish I could stuff it under a volcano to torture it for eternity.

Fortunately, Arcadia, where the canary resides, has gained fame, and the high-ranking figures no longer need to worry about the threat of absolute evil. Only the seal they are forced to maintain has completely lost its future.

So much so that sometimes he even wanted to break the seal and unleash this evil dragon to wreak havoc in the Little Garden!

But he had no qualifications and no choice.

At that moment, he desperately wanted to strangle his past, passionate self.

"Then Mandela, it's time for you to explore some of the secrets of the miniature garden."

After a long while, the old dragon took out a gift card printed with three intertwined and devouring dragons. It was a record of the Ouroboros' information and an invitation to the Second Alliance to join.

At the same time, it also included the requirement to hand over the status of the class ruler to Su Nian, which was the price for Mandela to join the Second Union.

"Don't worry about what this old dragon thinks, just think what you think."

The old dragon spoke nonchalantly, as if he had been freed from a heavy burden.

Ouroboros, the Demon King Alliance, the mastermind behind the destruction of Arcadia... Information flooded Mandela's memory, making him realize that he might have boarded a pirate ship, but they had no choice, and neither did the Fire Dragon Clan.

A mastermind of this caliber could easily crush the Fire Dragon clan with just one of their four-figure Demon Kings. They could even incite a rebellion among the subordinate races and the Fire Dragon lineage would be completely severed.

As for the being who is preparing to succeed as the ruler of the hierarchy, it is a pure-blooded dragon, and not long ago it even joined forces with the goddess Athena to defeat a god-like being like Poseidon, the god of the sea.

"How could such a being covet the position of a ruler of the upper class?"

Mandela was quite surprised when he saw the news; he found it hard to believe.

"Don't underestimate the position of those who dominate the social hierarchy; it's far more important than the position of a gunman you might imagine."

Old Long skillfully lay back down on the bed and casually said.

It's only because Sarah Mandela is currently underperforming, and Canary has sabotaged her career, that Sarah Mandela would likely already be a legendary figure with at least four-figure wealth.

"But how do we ensure that His Highness Su Nian inherits the position of the hierarchy ruler from the Salamander legacy?"

Mandela had no particular thoughts on this, after all, Salamander's situation was far from optimistic, and joining the Ouroboros would provide them with support, which could greatly alleviate Salamander's current predicament.

"Stupid!! Do I even need to say it?! This is obviously a marriage alliance!!"

Old Long couldn't help but curse.

"But isn't this a bit too small?"

Mandela couldn't help but retort.

"She's not young anymore, is she? Sandra has reached the age where she can inherit the Star Sea Dragon King's horns."

Old Long paused for a moment, then said with some surprise.

Then, Mandela looked at his shameless father with considerable disdain.

"No, what I mean is, isn't Princess Su Nian a little too young?"

"The baby looks like it's not even a month old."

"..."

In fact, neither Mandela nor the 23rd Star Sea Dragon King had any objection to Su Nian using the position of the class ruler inherited from Salamander.

In other words, it's an honor for them that these pure-blooded dragons, who could easily tear apart Poseidon, would even deign to acknowledge their position.

Moreover, the status of being a class leader is most likely just a transitional or gilded title for Su Nian, and he will probably be able to return it to them when he steps down.

What we are doing now is simply temporarily relinquishing sovereignty and letting that person handle the various difficulties currently facing the Fire Dragon Clan.

To put it more vividly, it means that a high-achieving, wealthy second-generation individual with both ability and resources joins a company on the verge of bankruptcy to enhance their resume.

They were more than happy to do so.

What is a problem that is insurmountable for them may be a matter of a single sentence for Su Nian.

Let alone them now, even Salamander at his peak two hundred years ago would not have refused to form a bond with a pure-blooded dragon.

No, let alone pure-blooded dragons, as long as they are well-known strong individuals, they would not mind letting them serve as level rulers for training. After all, it wouldn't cost them anything, right?

On the contrary, you can gain a lot of goodwill.

(End of this chapter)