Chapter 337 - 332 You Have Degraded
Leon never hated seawater. Though it was salty and bitter, as long as one refrained from drinking it, there was no issue. What he disliked was how dried seawater left fine grains of salt on the skin. For this reason, as soon as he landed on an island, he’d search all over for fresh water to rinse himself off. Unfortunately, even after flying in circles above the island, he couldn’t find any waterfalls or rivers.
"Nozdormu?" Tatiss tilted her head and looked at Leon, oblivious to the fact that Leon had given a false name. It was necessary to use a false name—this was the Flash Sea, and the name Leon carried considerable fame here. Even though, strictly speaking, Leon was supposed to be a Red Dragon. "You must be a Bronze Dragon from somewhere else."
"How did you know?" Leon replied casually.
Tatiss stood on the cliff, gazing down at the ocean. Waves crashed against the rocks, churning up endless foam. With pride, she declared, "Because I know all the Bronze Dragons living in the Flash Sea."
"I came from the Vortex Sea," Leon said. He had initially intended to mention the North Sea but quickly reconsidered—the North Sea was too far from the Flash Sea, and its climate didn’t suit Bronze Dragons.
"The Vortex Sea near the Empire?" Tatiss said. "I chased after a shark there once."
Leon chuckled, leaving the comment unanswered.
Still, good friendships mattered most. Tatiss only briefly questioned Leon before turning her attention to Fiora. Like a graceful feline, she circled Fiora, lifting a claw to touch Fiora’s scales. She remarked, "Fiora, you’ve grown so fast. I remember you’re younger than me, yet you’ve become even bigger."
It wasn’t surprising that Tatiss’s eyes shone with longing—her green pupils sparkled brilliantly. After all, for dragons, the larger their size, the stronger and more beautiful they were. Beauty was built on robust vitality and flourishing life energy.
Leon listened from the side, feeling a surge of pride. It was all thanks to his transformation of Volcanic Island into a feng shui haven; otherwise, Fiora could never have achieved such a magnificent size.
The current issue with Volcanic Island was its limitations: too many creatures residing there would affect Leon’s ability to absorb nature’s spiritual energy efficiently. As such, he needed to maintain the population within a certain range... For now, there was no place for Brass Dragons to settle on the island.