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Chapter 5 - Chapter 5: The Young Dragon's Little Game

In the mountain forest, it was another vibrant morning. The morning mist filled the forest, making everything around gray and indistinct.

—This was a morning very suitable for sleeping in. But for some reason, the young dragon hiding in the cave tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

He used his claws to carve another scratch on the rock wall—now, there were four scratches on this wall. This meant that he had not seen that female red dragon for four days.

But this was probably a very normal thing... after all, dragons were well-known long-lived species, especially for pure-blooded dragons like them, whose lifespan was to be calculated in thousands of years. A mere few days was nothing to a dragon, at most the time it took to close one's eyes for a short nap.

Besides, Shiroryu vaguely remembered that the girl named Artoria was actually very busy. She needed to receive the education of a king, needed to do housework, needed to do various farm work, needed to patrol the village... even in her dreams, she had to receive the teachings of that magus. It could be said that she had no free time of her own at all.

"Goo—"

"In comparison, it's me who seems a bit decadent."

The young dragon glanced at the [Diligent Study and Hard Practice] BUFF in the status bar and felt that he should probably do something—but he didn't know what he could do. "To put it bluntly, I'm just a young dragon, what can I do?"

His spirit slackened again. Shiroryu rolled over in the cave, no longer looking at the annoying white mist outside. In such bad weather, he didn't even have the mood to hunt.

[Ding, the host's depressed mood has been detected.]

[Special mission issued: The Young Dragon's Frolic.]

[Mission Description: True training is not just about bitter cultivation. The true principle is to balance work and rest.]

[Mission Objective: Complete one mini-game.]

[Mission Reward: Growth Value +5.]

[Drawing a mini-game...]

[Ding, you have drawn the mini-game 'Building Blocks'.]

Building blocks. An educational game suitable for children aged 0-2. According to the shape and color, children need to stack these blocks into a rough shape—this game is conducive to cultivating children's imagination and creativity, as well as a certain spatial ability.

But for a young dragon... he seriously suspected that this game was intended to train his strength value.

"S-so big..."

They were blocks of white marble, cut into various shapes. Cubes, cuboids, cylinders, triangular prisms... each block was more than two meters high. They were stacked together, forming a marble mountain in this lush green forest.

And in the young dragon's mind, a blueprint also appeared—he had to, within the specified time, according to the design of the blueprint, use these marbles to realize the building depicted on the blueprint: a house.

It didn't quite seem like a house in the ordinary sense... it was more like a castle, or perhaps a temple. Anyway, it was a very square and magnificent building.

Artoria had been very busy recently. At first, she was pretending to be busy... she knew that her last action had made her family suspicious, so she decided to temporarily return to the "well-behaved and sensible" Artoria and be a good girl for a while.

But later, she was really busy. The sunny days gradually became fewer, and the cloudy days became more and more—anyone familiar with the Isle of Britain knew that this was definitely not good news. Because the rainy season was coming.

Although this island itself had a temperate maritime climate, and the annual precipitation was quite even... that was in the past. In recent years, extreme weather on this island had become more and more frequent. Floods in the rainy season, droughts in the dry season, snow disasters in the winter, and the occasional earthquakes... that magus told her that this was a sign of the end of the Age of Gods.

To put it bluntly, this island was like an old man in his twilight years. Its bodily functions were no longer healthy, and from time to time, some diseases would appear. And the King... no, it should be the two dragons of Britain. They were actually the doctors responsible for suppressing this island and curing these diseases.

"The Red Dragon King and the White Dragon King, although they are at odds with each other, are indeed the incarnations of this island's will... Ideally, the simultaneous existence of both kings can delay the process of this island's destruction."

"But that is already impossible."

"The White Dragon King was the first to break this balance... Facing the Red Dragon King, that is, your father Uther, he chose to actively invite foreign tribes to this island..."

"Now, there is not much time left for this island."

"And your father, in order to fight against the White Dragon King, who is no longer human, entrusted me to create you—the King of Britain who carries all the mystery of the Red Dragon."

At night, in what should have been dream time, the magus continued to tutor the girl on the knowledge she should have as the King of Britain. The girl nodded, half-understanding. She was not a magus and could not understand how subtle the so-called "balance" was. But she was really a little curious—speaking of the White Dragon, wasn't that little guy also a white dragon? Could it also be related to that White Dragon King?

"Mmm, actually, there is no relationship at all. Ria, you have misunderstood the concept of [Dragon]—that little guy is a real dragon, while you and that Vortigern's 'dragon' are actually another description of [Inhuman]."

"Although in essence, these two concepts are not that different, both are life forms standing at the top of this world. But 'look at that dragon' and 'you are just like a dragon'—there is still a difference, right?"

The magus explained with a smile, at the same time using his clairvoyance that could observe any corner of this world to sneak a peek at the depths of the mountain forest, seeing the young dragon scratching its head at a large stone.

Artoria, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, in that instant, she was really a little worried. If that little guy was the prophesied White Dragon King... then what should she, as the Red Dragon King, do?!

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