Consent

Whether in oral myths or recorded in books, dragons are naturally massive creatures with terrifying power.

It seems any race is born with a reverence for dragons, and the dragons’ inherent size and their natural mastery of powerful magic further reinforce external stereotypes about them.

The strength of dragons is inherent, like an unconquerable mountain. Merely meeting a dragon’s gaze, their Dragon’s Might seems capable of shattering the courage of weaker beings.

But these are mostly thoughts in the minds of ordinary people. If dragons are dragons, then it means they are still flesh-and-blood creatures.

As long as they are carbon-based life forms whose hearts beat and drive blood circulation, dragons cannot be without weaknesses; they cannot be unkillable.

The power of dragons is mostly an unconquerable nightmare for low-tier mages, but for High-tier mages, dragons are already opponents capable of direct confrontation.

The power of dragons generally stems from two points.

The first point is that their young, upon reaching adulthood, will naturally master the terrifying power of Dragon Breath. Dragon Breath is almost synonymous with destruction. With an open dragon maw, the subsequent result is environmental-level destructive power.

The second point, which is a significant reason why most races fear dragons, is that the dragon scales on a dragon’s body are a rare dual-resistance defensive structure on the Seraphis Continent.

Yes, you heard that right, dragon scales possess dual resistance.

Generally, whether it’s naturally formed defensive organs or structures, or artificially created defensive magic items, their functions can usually only effectively defend against one type of attack: either physical or magical. But dragon scales possess both, and with extremely high dual resistance.

Physical attacks need no further mention. Dragon scales, hard as steel, possess absolute resistance and defense against most sharp or blunt physical attacks. And even against generally penetrating magical attacks, dragon scales can effortlessly defend against all magic of Mid-tier and below.

High attack, high defense, and thick health bar.

This kind of race, needing only to grow to adulthood, need not worry about low to Mid-tier races. After all, the talents of most low to Mid-tier races cannot reach perfection, and talents capable of breaking through dragon defenses only exist among those Mid-tier races.

Such attacks merely cause the dragons pain, and these talented attacks are not released without limit; each release requires a long cooldown before it can be used again.

Furthermore, dragons are not beasts that rely solely on physical combat. Every dragon, from birth, naturally masters a type of magic that best suits its own attribute. Because this magic is naturally controlled by dragons, its power far exceeds ordinary magic.

Like Dragon Breath, this powerful magic, which can be learned naturally, requires no magic power assistance for its release. Its attack frequency is also not limited by cooldowns. As long as the dragon is not dead, it can be released an infinite number of times.

Facing the physical body of a dragon, even mages who wield penetrating attacks are helpless. And dragon magic, even if…

Whether there are powerful enemies, but as the saying goes, natural abilities mostly only guarantee a baseline. As long as your strength is sufficient, dragons are merely powerful lizards.

After all, the magic wielded by High-tier mages can easily break through the defense of dragon scales, inflicting profound pain and lessons upon those arrogant races. Even those dragon-hunting groups in the Seraphis Continent mostly hire High-tier mages to lead them.

One could say that as long as you possess High-tier strength and don’t court death, there’s nothing in this world that can threaten your existence.

But then again, the breakthrough from Mid-tier to High-tier is like small rivers converging into a mighty stream.

In every generation, countless so-called magical prodigies have failed spectacularly in breaking through this realm.

Even with her own talent, it took a full two and a half years to successfully break through to High-tier. But her sister, she clearly wasn’t dedicated to cultivating in the magical realms?

“When did this happen?”

Seeing her sister’s breakthrough in strength, Philicia was both overjoyed and worried. She quickly grabbed her sister’s wrist and asked urgently.

“Mhm, it should have been around the time of the Freshman Secret Realm Assessment. My magic power was restless then, so I found a quiet place and broke through on my own.”

Selina controlled the surging magic power in her body, calming down. Looking at Big Sister’s anxious eyes, she answered seriously.

“What? Alone in the Secret Realm, you just broke through like that?!”

Philicia’s voice unconsciously rose by several decibels upon hearing the truth.

Selina’s actions were simply reckless in her eyes. Breakthroughs were incredibly important.

Even ordinary people breaking through a realm needed to find an absolutely safe and undisturbed place to resolve the issue with peace of mind, let alone her own sister?

In Philicia’s memory, every time she broke through a realm, her mother would always be by her side, guarding her at the exact time.

The power contained within the royal bloodline was not like that of ordinary people. Each breakthrough meant a massive surge of power released from the bloodline and merging into the body.

This was an extremely dangerous process; no disturbance could be tolerated midway. Even, if necessary, her closest blood relatives needed to provide some level of assistance nearby.

Throughout the history of the Elf Royal Family, there truly wasn’t anyone with a more casual attitude towards breaking through than her own sister.

Thinking of the dangers that could occur at any time in the Secret Realm, and the effects caused by the harsh environment, Philicia couldn’t help but embrace her sister again, observing her carefully and continuously asking questions.

“Were you hurt in the Secret Realm? Was there any disturbance during your breakthrough? Are there any negative effects on your current magic cultivation?”

It was no wonder Philicia worried about her sister. After all, a mage in the process of breaking through was like a cicada shedding its shell to be reborn. Both breakthrough and molting were states of extreme vulnerability. Any influence midway could lead to irreversible consequences.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, Big Sister~”

Selina knew Philicia was worried about her, and while her heart felt warm, she unconsciously began to act cute.

For some reason, her usually independent and clear-headed self, once back with Philicia, would always have the thought of staying by Big Sister’s side and being an obedient and sensible little sister.

“It’s good that you’re fine, it’s good that you’re fine…”

Philicia patted her chest, letting out a long sigh of relief.

“Then, Big Sister, regarding the matters of the Great Dragon Divine Dynasty…”

She had explained the reasons, demonstrated her strength, even played the pity card, and her body also… In short, Selina felt she had done everything she could. Now was probably the time with the highest probability of having her request granted.

“Sigh… what more can I say? If I forcefully keep you by my side, your heart probably won’t stay. Besides, she took good care of you these past few days, and you two have this fated connection.”

At this, Philicia couldn’t help but sigh.

At this moment, she somewhat understood her mother’s feelings. Every time she left the Elf Forest for a long journey to study at the Academy of Revelation, her mother, standing at the city gate, would always gaze at her from afar.

Those gentle, beautiful eyes always held such a look—a mix of tenderness, reluctance, and joy, surfacing in her eyes during reunions and partings.

“Then, by saying this, Big Sister has agreed, right?”

“I’ve said all this, so do you still want to discuss the names of other girls during our private time as sisters?”

Philicia sighed, but her emerald eyes were always filled with helplessness and indulgence.

What could she do? Selina was her only sister, after all.

Since her sister wanted to do something, as her older sister, she naturally had to support and protect her as much as possible.

It seemed she would have to send a secret message back tomorrow, making sure that Mother would increase the military presence near the Elf Kingdom’s border territories with the Great Dragon Divine Dynasty during this period.

The Elf Kingdom had been quiet for so long; it was time for some military drills to make those restless races remember the past glory of the Elves again.

Of course, these were matters for tomorrow. What was most important now was to savor every minute and second spent with her sister.

Thinking this, a glint flashed in Philicia’s eyes. She mercilessly pinned the girl beneath her again. As their eyes met, the temperature between them seemed to rise rapidly.

“Then, Big Sister helped her little sister so much. How will little sister repay her?”

“Then, then…”

The girl’s face was flushed crimson with shyness, and her words even stumbled a little.

But this time, Philicia clearly wouldn’t let her off. For the sake of her own small body tonight, Selina gritted her teeth, endured immense shame, and finally spoke those words.

“Please, Big Sister, be gentle~”

As her words fell, accompanied by the lights dimming, the girl only felt a familiar hand quickly reaching under her skirt…