I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 144 Miss Silver Dragon, you don't want to be... (3k)

Sophia's silver pupils suddenly contracted, and the staff at her fingertips slammed to the ground with a clang.

The blue dragon that suddenly swelled up before them, its enormous 21-meter body almost filling the entire mage tower.

She knew the size of the young blue dragon.

The longest is no more than fourteen meters, and the scales are azure or sky blue, not dark blue.

The blue dragon in front of her was a whole size larger than her young silver dragon, who was less than twenty meters long.

Is he really about to turn 18?

"You—you are not the young Blue Dragon!"

Sofia's voice trembled, her previous composure and nonchalance vanished, and panic crept onto her face.

"How can you be so big?!"

As Puse's entire face drew closer and closer, his enormous head seemed about to swallow her whole, and she instinctively took a half-step back.

Is it a heteromorphic dragon?

Or is this—a fully grown dragon?

However, his dragon-like features still carried a trace of youthful vigor that had not completely faded, unlike an old dragon who had lived for nearly two hundred years.

Its size and the hardness of its scales far exceeded any young dragon she knew.

No, although this blue dragon has a powerful and oppressive aura, it has not yet awakened "Dragon's Might." This kind of suppressive aura, which is like an innate talent, is the key to identifying that it has reached adulthood.

Only when they reach adulthood do dragons truly stand at the top of the food chain, and no predator dares to easily offend them.

Otherwise, where would a young dragon get its power and prestige? It would be quite good if it didn't get betrayed by a low-level predator.

"A monstrous dragon boy—or are you actually an adult dragon?" Sophia's silver eyes were filled with astonishment and doubt. "What exactly are you?"

Pu Se chuckled softly, offering no reply, but instead asking, "Respected Lady Xinghui? Or Miss? Do I now have the right to challenge you?"

Sofia's heart sank as she realized this was going to be a fierce battle, and she abruptly looked out the window.

The streets and alleys of the mountain town are right below the tower. The sounds of children playing, the aroma of wheat and the warmth of bread still linger in the air. The townspeople who came to her for refuge, those whose hopes had just been rekindled, are all down there.

If she and this blue dragon were to really fight, let alone the dragon's breath and claw strikes, the air currents from the flapping of its wings and the aftershocks from its tail would be enough to shatter this stone-built mountain city embedded in the mountainside.

The shelter she painstakingly built, the hope she made, the people she protected—

"Wait!" Sofia abruptly raised her hand, her voice trembling without her even realizing it. "The fight—can't be here!"

She looked up at Pu Se, her silver eyes revealing a panic she couldn't hide, yet she forced herself to remain calm.

"This mountain city is the home of countless people! Our battle will destroy it—"

Failure to defeat the blue dragon immediately will lead to a very bad situation.

Given the evenly matched situation, Sofia dared not imagine the extent of the damage she might cause to the city.

Puse stared at her. "Oh, so what? What does this have to do with me?"

Sofia hesitated, her back soaked with cold sweat.

She made the wrong bet.

She borrowed the title of Star Dragon, and it's time for her to pay the price.

She thought it was just an arrogant young blue dragon, but she ran into a monster whose size far exceeded that of its peers and whose strength was unfathomable.

If we attack, the people of this city will surely be destroyed, and the people we protect will be displaced.

If she doesn't fight, this blue dragon will never give up and will keep pestering her. Whether or not to fight is no longer up to her.

Panic overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, and for the first time, unease appeared in her silver eyes.

It wasn't that I was afraid of the blue dragon in front of me, but that I was afraid of destroying this hard-won hope with my own hands.

Sofia's eyes were churning with struggle.

She only has two paths ahead of her.

The choice is either to fight this terrifying blue dragon to the death, but the price would be the destruction of the entire mountain city.

Those townspeople who had just escaped hunger and cold and whose eyes had regained their light would be displaced because of their dragon war.

Stone houses will turn to rubble, the scent of wheat will be replaced by gunpowder smoke, and all her perseverance and promises will vanish in the breath of dragons and the blows of their claws.

Either bow down and admit defeat, confessing to this strange blue dragon that you're nothing but an imposter using the Starshine name.

Strip away the halo of the "Starry Dragon," let go of all the hopes placed upon you, and let the other party settle this mess of deception.

As for immediately admitting defeat—neither Sophia's pride nor the blue dragon's pride could allow it.

If she did that, the blue dragon would probably be so angry that it would kill her immediately.

The tower was so quiet that only the occasional soft chime of the wind chimes could be heard.

Pu Se's deep blue vertical pupils stared at her, filled with undisguised mockery and oppression, as if to see how long she would hold out.

There were no other humans here, only Sophia and a huge blue dragon.

Without human eyes, without hope to cling to, there's no need to maintain that false facade any longer.

The words of self-admission stuck in his throat, leaving the proud silver dragon momentarily speechless, ultimately fading into a helpless gloom.

In the end, she couldn't bear to leave that mountain town, nor could she bear to leave those who saw her as their savior.

Sophia lowered her silver-grey eyes, avoiding Puse's gaze: "Actually—I'm not."

She paused for a moment, then finally blurted out the truth she had kept hidden for so long: "I am neither the Star Dragon nor the king of the Star Kingdom."

"Sophia Starlight Arosia is just an identity I made up using the name Starlight."

The silver dragon seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, yet it also seemed as if all its supporting strength had been drained, its back slumping slightly.

She lowered her head even further, concealing the embarrassment and resentment in her eyes, and spoke very softly.

"I am just an ordinary silver dragon, just entering adolescence, not yet an adult, and without my own exclusive title."

She glanced at Pu Se's cold, vertical pupils and stated her reason for impersonating him, word by word.

"These humans are already living in dire straits, and I—I want to help."

"But a mere nameless silver dragon is no match for those blood-red knights."

"I had no choice but to slightly steal this reputation, to make those knightly orders wary and dare not easily set foot in this mountain city, to protect these unarmed people."

After she finished speaking, she made no further attempt to explain, but a faint, almost imperceptible expectation lingered in her eyes, hoping that this terrifyingly powerful blue dragon would understand her helplessness in the face of such circumstances.

"If you really want to challenge the Starshine Dragon and witness the true power behind the Starshine title, you should go to the Starshine Kingdom in the west."

"The Western Star Kingdom is where the dragons truly worthy of the name reside, guarding the land and people that belong to Star Kingdom."

As she said this, her back straightened slightly, the panic and embarrassment from before gone, leaving only a trace of honesty.

"I am the Silver Dragon who borrowed that title, but I am not her. The challenge you should seek is never me, the imposter."

The wind outside the tower carried the scent of wheat and clattered against the window sill, making the wind chimes tinkle.

Sophia lowered her eyes, concealing a trace of unease in them, hoping that he would really turn west to find the real Star Dragon and leave this mountain city in peace.

Pu Se turned his dragon head slightly to the side, looking towards the western horizon in the direction she pointed.

He then looked at Sophia and opened his mouth, wanting to reveal that he was Kavisas's adopted son, to fully disclose his identity, and to conduct the final judgment.

But he stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking, his eyes darting around.

This silver dragon was unaware that it was Kavemas's child.

It seems more interesting to threaten and control this silver dragon.

So he suppressed the impulse, and the dragon's head suddenly moved closer, almost touching Sophia's nose, his voice low and threatening.

"Oh, so it's a fake!"

"Such a beautiful silver dragon lady, you wouldn't want those humans below the tower who see you as their savior to know that you, the Starry Dragon, are nothing but an imposter, would you?"

Sophia froze, her silver pupils dilated suddenly, and her face turned deathly pale.

Having seized upon the silver dragon's weakness, Puse began demanding benefits.

"If you don't want your people to discover this secret, submit to me and hand over all your hidden treasures and alchemical materials!"

"I can smell the alchemical materials. Don't even think about hiding anything. If you give me less, I'll tear your pretense apart in front of those humans."

Sofia certainly possessed a great deal of treasure.

Those alchemical materials were no ordinary treasures; they were things she had been searching for and carefully accumulating since childhood.

Each one embodies her painstaking efforts, serving as the foundation for her future breakthroughs and the forging of divine artifacts. They are so precious that she is reluctant to use even a single piece lightly.

Demanding that she hand over everything now would be tantamount to cutting off half of the foundation upon which the silver dragon had grown.

Sofia knew that the other party would not care about her difficulties at all, nor would they care about the significance of these materials to her.

If she refuses, her disguised identity will be exposed, and the stability of the mountain city and the hopes of those people will vanish in an instant.

On one side was her own hard work, and on the other was the stability of humanity. These two forces were pulling wildly in her heart, causing her heart to beat faster and her silver eyes to gradually fill with tears.

Wow, how could this evil dragon be so wicked!

Sofia's eyes finally welled up with tears, which rolled down her cheeks as she resisted, her voice choked with sobs.

"No—no. I won't hand it over—those materials are what I've been saving for years—they're what I'm preparing for my breakthrough during my slumber."

"Oh?" Pu Se looked delighted.

The treasures accumulated by this silver dragon also have an effect on the dragon's slumber, so they are indeed very precious.

"This is your problem. Either hand it over, or let everyone know that their savior is a fake without even a title, and watch this mountain city be trampled to the ground by the Crimson Knights because of you."

"You choose one."

Once their identities are exposed, the nobles and knights of the Crimson Empire will not be so wary and will extinguish any hope for this land.

Sofia ultimately couldn't bear to let the hopes of an entire city be destroyed by her own hand.

Tears flowed more and more fiercely, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto her plain white dress, spreading out a wet patch. The light in her silver eyes gradually dimmed.

She eventually gave in.

After all, those treasures can still be accumulated with effort, but once hope is shattered, fear and despair will instantly engulf the hearts of the people of this mountain town.

"I—I promise you—"

Her voice was broken and trembling with sobs, filled with undisguised grievance and resentment.

"My materials and treasures are all yours."

Just as those tearful words fell, a soft knock came from outside the tower gate.

Three soft taps, not repeated.

Immediately afterwards, a respectful voice came from behind the wooden door: "Lady Sophia, are you there?"

"Freshly milled wheat flour has been delivered from the foot of the mountain, and several townspeople would like to express their gratitude to you."

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