Chapter 231 - 230 Shameless Red Dragon
The cruising speed of a dragon is not particularly fast—tens to a hundred kilometers per hour at most—but with a full effort and powerful wing beats, speeds of several hundred kilometers per hour are achievable. While it’s not comparable to modern jet planes, it effortlessly surpasses the speed of World War II fighter aircraft.
Leon took only ten minutes to reach the Elf City Danalan. Danalan was a stunning city composed of garden-like lawns and terraces lush with trees. The residences were designed to blend seamlessly into the natural landscape, merging with the greenery. Some of the tall and grand houses featured balconies stretching out from towering trees...
What an extraordinary city it was! In comparison, Watchtower Port felt like a random roadside pebble. It reminded Leon of the Elf city Rivendell from a movie he had watched long ago, *Lord of the Rings.*
Other Red Dragons might dismiss its beauty outright, eager to burn the Elf City to ashes with a single Flame Breath. However, Leon—possessing a human soul—couldn’t bear to destroy such magnificence. Instead, he wished to possess it. For this reason, he didn’t land directly in the city’s center but instead launched a blast of Samadhi True Fire as a greeting.
He should have visited earlier—why hadn’t he come before now?
Leon circled above Danalan once before landing on the outskirts of the city. As soon as he touched down, waves of Elf troops swarmed out to meet him. Among them were warriors, Rangers, and spellcasters.
Leon rose to his full height, extended a hand, and donned his Dragon Armor, then equipped himself with the Dragon’s Jaw and Tear Claw. Though the name *Clothing and Undressing Skill* sounded unimpressive, it was undeniably practical. With a simple gesture, he pulled the massive Catastrophe Blade out of thin air and planted it into the ground, radiating an imposing aura.
"Red Dragon, why have you invaded our territory?" asked a spirited Elf woman clad in exquisitely forged Secret Silver Armor as she approached with her hand on her sword.
"Red Dragon?" Leon stretched his neck toward the Elf woman, causing quite a commotion among the troops. "Do you not know who I am?"
Elves, who had little interest in the fast-paced changes of human society, often paid scant attention to external affairs. Nonetheless, they were aware of nearby happenings—including the tales of a strange and formidable Red Dragon named Leon who had taken over Watchtower Port and could wield a sword.
The Elf woman pursed her lips before saying, "Leon, Red Dragon Leon."