Volume 5 Chapter 15

Volume 5 + Chapter 15: The First Dragon King

After hearing the other party’s self-introduction, Xia Yi’s cheek twitched.

Huh?

What kind of nonsense was this white-haired loli spouting?

Founding ruler of the Dragon Kingdom, the First Dragon King, the Primordial Dragon God… what sort of chaotic titles were those supposed to be?

Could it be that, like that little fox, she was also suffering from some kind of Chuunibyou?

Xia Yi carefully observed the silver dragon before her. In appearance, the other party bore a certain resemblance to her, an adorable face still tinged with childishness, the silver hair and silver eyes emblematic of the Silver Dragon Clan, and even a single ahoge sticking up atop her head.

Despite the frigid environment, she was dressed rather lightly, with no cold-weather protection at all. A pink-and-white dress clung closely to her petite body, her utterly flat chest pitifully barren. Her legs were covered in semi-transparent white thigh-high socks with open feet, no shoes in sight, making direct contact with the snow beneath her.

Taken as a whole, she looked like…

A cute mascot.

Xia Yi truly could not connect this fluffy white-haired bundle with the image of the First Dragon King.

Shouldn’t the founding ruler of the Dragon Kingdom be a towering, ferocious Dragon King radiating overwhelming might?

How could this white-haired puffball, who looked like she would topple over with a single push, possibly be the First Dragon King… or even a Dragon God?

“Since you stand before the Dragon God, why do you not kneel?”

The silver dragon loli who claimed to be the First Dragon King crossed her legs, leaned back against the icy throne, and casually swung her little feet.

“Why should I kneel to you?” Xia Yi replied. “I’ve never knelt to anyone.”

“…You dare speak to me with such ignorant arrogance?”

The First Dragon King blinked, then laughed with clear interest.

“What an interesting little one.”

“Huh?”

Xia Yi tilted her head, looking utterly confused.

“Little one, what is your name?” the First Dragon King asked.

“Xia Yi · Christie Silver Dragon Princess of the Dragon Kingdom.”

Xia Yi found her extremely rude, why did she keep calling others ‘little one’? She herself had a loli body too, and was even flatter than Xia Lulu, a truly ultimate ironing board. How did she have the nerve?

“Silver Dragon Princess?”

The First Dragon King frowned.

“What’s going on here? If you’re not a Dragon King, then how did you enter this place?”

“That’s what I want to ask,” Xia Yi complained. “Where exactly is this place? I just touched that weird pocket watch and got teleported here. And then there’s you, spouting all kinds of strange nonsense about being the First Dragon King… Even making things up should have its limits, you know?”

“……”

“It’s been so many years already. The First Dragon King should’ve died long ago. Can you not impersonate people so casually?”

“You think I’m an impostor?”

“If you’re the First Dragon King, then I’m the Creator God!” Xia Yi shot back disdainfully.

“Hmph. Very well. I like descendants with this kind of arrogance. Compared to those Dragon Kings who come here begging me to make them stronger, you are indeed a cut above.”

The First Dragon King rose from the icy throne and stood up.

“However, your confidence is born of ignorance. Once you witness true power, will you still be able to maintain that arrogance?”

“You, ”

“Pressure of the Dragon God.”

“…!”

Xia Yi felt her vision blur. Her body grew unbearably heavy, as if the heavens themselves had collapsed onto her shoulders. The blood in her veins seemed to turn into molten iron, leaving her unable to move even an inch.

She fell forward, nearly forced to kneel.

“…Dragon King’s pressure!”

Xia Yi activated the Silver Dragon royal bloodline within her, releasing the Dragon King’s pressure in an attempt to resist.

But it was utterly futile. She could not withstand such crushing force at all. Her mind felt on the verge of shattering, merely maintaining her breathing was already at the limit, let alone thinking.

“Oh? You’re actually trying to resist?” The First Dragon King curled her lips in mockery. “I truly don’t understand, how does a small fry who hasn’t even awakened the Dragon King’s Heart dare to barge into this place?”

“Ugh… cough…!”

Xia Yi felt as if her internal organs were being crushed, blood nearly spilling from her mouth.

This pressure was not merely mental, it could fully manifest as a tangible attack capable of taking lives.

“Kneel,” the First Dragon King commanded.

“No…”

The last remnants of Xia Yi’s rationality resisted the act of kneeling.

“Xia Yi, if you continue to resist, you will die,” the First Dragon King said coldly as she looked down at her. “Stop forcing yourself.”

“Then I’d… rather… do it… this way…”

A marking of the Holy Sword surfaced on the back of Xia Yi’s hand.

She summoned the Holy Sword.

“The Holy Sword…!”

“Oh? Isn’t this weapon something belonging to the Human God? How did it end up in your hands?” The First Dragon King looked slightly surprised. “If the Human God found out, wouldn’t they be furious?”

Xia Yi had no spare strength to respond.

Gripping the Holy Sword in reverse, she stabbed it into the ground as a fulcrum, supporting her body on the verge of collapse as she slowly forced herself upright.

With every inch she rose, Xia Yi heard her body scream in protest. Bones cracked, searing pain tore through her nerves, urging her to give up.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, her body no longer felt like her own.

And yet…

She wanted to stand.

All of this was clearly seen by the First Dragon King.

“What a truly gutsy little one.”

“Although I don’t know what loophole you exploited to enter this trial ground, something only Dragon Kings are qualified to step into, by principle, this is an act of cheating that should not be permitted.”

“However, as my adorable descendant, I quite like you. I’ll give you a small gift.”

As she spoke, the First Dragon King raised her hand and tapped Xia Yi lightly on the forehead.

Xia Yi felt something flow into her mind.

“……”

“If you wish to step into the trial ground, wait until you awaken the Dragon King’s Heart and become a true Dragon King.”

After saying this, Xia Yi felt everything before her undergo a drastic change.

The icy throne, the First Dragon King, the frozen world… everything rapidly receded from her sight, as if she were being expelled from this place.

……

……

“Xia Yi! Xia Yi!”

“……”

“Xia Yi!! Wake up!!”

“…Huh?”

Xia Yi heard the voice of Heart-Demon Xia Yi and opened her eyes.

She realized she was lying on the floor of the Dragon Treasury.

“How did I come back?”

“What are you talking about?” Heart-Demon Xia Yi asked anxiously. “After you touched that weird pocket watch, you just fainted and collapsed on the ground. No matter how much I called you, you wouldn’t wake up!”

“…Then what I saw earlier was…?”

Xia Yi sat up, rubbing her forehead.

She remembered touching the shattered pocket watch, seeing the frozen hands start to move, then being taken to a strange world, and after that…

Her memories became blurry. She couldn’t recall what happened afterward clearly, only that someone seemed to have said something to her.

Something like… awakening the Dragon King’s Heart?

“Was everything just now… a dream?”

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