CHAPTER 488: CHAPTER 480: I CAN HELP YOU

Leon assessed the old mage; there was no need for the Heavenly Eye Technique. Just by hearing the name, he knew who had come because of a book he read before he crossed over, titled "Fyzeben’s Dragon Treasure Vault."

"This book introduces dragons in little boxes to match the short hundred years of a reader’s life. Their baby-sized minds can only hold that much knowledge..."

How could an old mage write a book about dragons, introducing the three major dragon families: Metal Dragons, Colorful Dragons, and Gemstone Dragons, as well as dragon-related professions, magic, magic items, and dragon legacies, along with dragon lairs and secrets? It even includes a variety of dragon species like Dragon Turtles and Fairy Dragons. The only possibility was that the old mage’s identity was anything but ordinary.

Fyzeben’s real name is Bahamut, an incarnation of Bahamut, the Platinum Dragon. For this reason, "Fyzeben’s Dragon Treasure Vault" is mockingly referred to as Bahamut’s Apocrypha by many netizens.

At this thought, Leon couldn’t help but laugh.

In fact, that setting book indeed had many ridiculous parts. For instance, it contained a large amount of description praising Bahamut as the wisest, most beautiful of all dragons, with the largest, most enormous treasure vault; apart from the Nine-faced Dragon God Ayo, Bahamut, Tiamat, and Sadivo, all other dragon gods’ statuses were greatly diminished.

"Your Majesty Bahamut, what brings you here?" Leon collected his thoughts, turning his gaze to the seven canaries around the old mage.

No matter what form Bahamut took, His incarnations were usually accompanied by seven Ancient Golden Dragons who liked to disguise themselves as canaries.

This meant that those seven canaries were all Ancient Golden Dragons with a challenge level of 26. Just one could easily flatten the Zhen Dan Kingdom without considering him in the equation.

This showed the depth of Bahamut’s foundation, far beyond what he could compare to, and not something the Ocean Goddess could casually interfere with. After all, Bahamut had multiple aspects in the multi-universe, belonging to the good side of the Dragonlance pantheon.

At the same time, from Bahamut one could infer the power of Tiamat, who was Bahamut’s eternal foe.

Bahamut had never intended to hide His identity; otherwise, He wouldn’t have used the name Fyzeben. He didn’t directly answer Leon’s question and said with a smile, "Before I came over, I walked around everywhere. You’ve managed the Zhen Dan Kingdom very well, it’s hard to believe you’re the child of Tiamat."

There are too many Red Dragons who aren’t decent. As a Red Dragon, Leon only needs to do a bit of good, and everyone will respond with great kindness, as if a bad guy does a little bit of good, everyone will consider him a fundamentally good person. This is an issue of psychological expectations.

"You use undead to mine, forge low-cost tools and sell them. The intention is good," Bahamut said, "but have you ever thought this is a desecration?"

Leon disliked others poking their nose into his business. He raised an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance in his gaze, and asked back, "Did you come all the way here just to criticize my governance philosophy and policy?"

"I was just offering a small opinion," Bahamut gently shook His head.

Leon wasn’t petty; he didn’t pursue the matter with Bahamut. He didn’t want to be a good guy or a hero, but he admired such people. Bahamut was a truly good dragon.

Bahamut stared at Leon, a subtle complexity flashing in His eyes, and said, "When I first saw you, I almost mistook you for my dear Sadivo returning to my side. Are you really not him?"

"It’s fine if others can’t see it, but surely you can’t be blind to it," Leon shrugged, utterly helpless, "I’m just an ordinary Red Dragon."

Hearing this, Bahamut only smiled without speaking, but the canaries around Him chirped endlessly.

"I’ve been watching you for a long time. Your growth is so fast... you haven’t even reached adulthood yet," Bahamut remarked, "It’s no wonder others misunderstand. Even I couldn’t help but mistake it, especially when you promoted yourself everywhere with Sadivo."

"It’s just a little trick connecting me with Sadivo," Leon explained, "Other than that, I haven’t deceived anyone. I haven’t cheated those Gemstone Dragons who visit me, even though it would be easy to deceive a bunch of Gemstone Dragons to work for me if I wanted to."

"Don’t worry, I’m not here to hold you accountable," Bahamut waved His hand, indicating for Leon to relax. "You’ve been promoting that a new dragon god may have appeared. Do you want to become a dragon god?"

Leon puffed out his chest, clenched his fists, and struck a muscle-showcasing pose, saying, "With my strength, there’s no problem being a dragon god, right?"

Bahamut’s gaze was deep, and He slowly spoke, "You’re strong, truly strong. Not even I can fathom the full extent of your power... I mean to ask, what kind of god do you want to become? The Red Dragon God, or the God of Colorful Dragons?"

Leon furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze piercing as he stared at Bahamut, and said, "I don’t have that capability."

"I can help you, I will help you," Bahamut said sincerely, hope glinting in His eyes, "I believe under your leadership, the colorful dragons will certainly tread the right path, at least not the way they are now."

Bahamut hoped people could face and solve problems with their own strength; therefore, He rarely interfered with the material plane unless it was to stop Tiamat.

Kind-hearted Bahamut and evil Tiamat were naturally at odds, and they had engaged in a prolonged struggle over the long years. Bahamut was always happy to create problems for Tiamat, trying every possible way to undercut Tiamat’s influence.

"I refuse, I don’t want to get involved in your affairs," Leon refused without hesitation, "I may not be an Evil Dragon, but I’m definitely a self-serving dragon. I hate trouble, and my pursuit is detached independence, freewheeling."

Leon pondered in his mind, acknowledging Bahamut as a good dragon, but definitely not naive or without calculation.

Wanting to become the Red Dragon God or the God of Colorful Dragons would inevitably put him at odds with Tiamat and on Bahamut’s side, and if they defeated Tiamat together, how could he withstand Bahamut’s pressure?

In that case, it would be better to let Bahamut and Tiamat battle it out. Then no matter who triumphed, they would seek to court him. Of course, this kind of behavior required substantial personal strength; otherwise, it would only result in being disliked by both sides and facing hostility from both.

"What a pity," Bahamut sighed lightly, a hint of regret in His eyes.

"Not a pity," Leon raised his eyebrows, "at least I’m not your enemy, am I?"

"That’s true," Bahamut nodded slightly, His expression softening, "If you allied with Tiamat, I would be severely troubled."

"So, can’t Your Majesty Bahamut express a little something?" Leon beamed, a sly light flickering in his eyes, "For me not to join Tiamat, support me in becoming a dragon god."

"I’ll help you with the publicity," Bahamut smiled slightly, "I can see that you want to become a dragon god, but hate trouble and don’t want any responsibility; you just want the title."

"Exactly." Leon admitted openly.

"I just want to remind you," Bahamut’s expression became solemn, "Without sufficient accumulation, once you become a dragon god, trouble will find you, possibly endangering your life."

"That’s my own business," Leon stood by his opinion, as he simply desired the Golden Finger reward.

Bahamut said no more, extending His hand with a Platinum Scale lying on His palm, saying, "I can’t persuade you. This is my scale; use it when you’re in trouble, and I’ll manifest to assist you."

"Thank you," Leon accepted the scale outright, acknowledging Bahamut as the god of goodness.