Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Oh Uranos!"

The majestic yet approachable Golden Dragon descended gracefully, extended its Dragon Claw, and pressed down on the head of a fiercely charred horned lion, looking at Uranos who was about to pull out his weapon.

"Uncle Noah!"

Although he was not even a year old, he was like an adult, knowing etiquette, and bowed slightly to the Golden Dragon that stepped on his prey, in a proper manner.

"How long have you been in my territory?"

"I have stayed in your territory for twenty-one days and nights."

Uranos thought for a moment, then answered seriously.

"Do you remember how many creatures you have hunted in my territory?"

"I can’t remember."

This time, the little boy frowned and thought for a long time, eventually shaking his head, truly unable to remember.