PAID

Noa focused intently on condensing her primordial energy, only realizing much later that it was already midnight.

As the temperature dropped, she crossed her arms and rubbed her arms for warmth, then lifted her gaze to the night sky.

A full moon hung high, casting a greenish glow over everything.

Blinking thoughtfully, Noa suddenly remembered something. "By the way, remember our conversation about live birth versus egg birth?"

Her ancestor’s voice echoed in her mind, responding slowly. “Yes, I remember. You said that if you had the choice, you would still choose live birth because, more than instant strength, you enjoy the process of growing stronger step by step.”

Noa nodded. “After that, I asked you the same question.”

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“But your answer threw me off.”

Noa continued, “You said… your birth was a mistake. I didn’t understand what you meant by that, and I wanted to ask more, but you hurried me off to find my mother’s pendant. So… could you explain it to me now?”

When it came to the Dragon King’s history, Noa could only find fragments in ancient texts.

Her ancestor was celebrated as a hero of the entire dragon race, a savior, depicted in every history book as a flawless figure.