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Book 4: Chapter 39

This was everything about the Primal Dragon King, Noah.

Her birth, her efforts, her choices—every one of them was a necessary piece that formed the greatest hero in dragon history.

The Noah of today, to keep the promise she once made to the Dragon God, Tiamat, awakened after ten thousand years of slumber, and took up residence inside the consciousness of a little brat who shared her name.

Fortunately, Noah’s luck wasn’t bad.

She had an upright, courageous host.

And the host’s younger sisters were also sharp, clever, and quick-witted.

Across the past thousands upon thousands of years, she had seen countless people, but ones like the three Melkwei sisters were exceedingly rare.

They didn’t have the dragon race’s ferocious, battle-hungry temperament—yet they still possessed the resilience etched into a dragon’s bones.

Perhaps only a new generation like this could be the dragon race’s most beautiful future.

That was why Noah felt she was lucky.

If, back then in the Far North, the one whose head she had stumbled into by sheer accident hadn’t been this little brat’s—but that mad fire dragon’s—then the situation now would definitely not be looking this good.

“I’ve said everything I wanted to say.”

After speaking, Noah looked at Little Guang beside her. “So—do you still think I’m some ghost occupying your sister’s body?”

Little Guang, still dazed, slowly shook her head.

“That’s good.”

As she spoke, Noah stood up and patted the grass and dust off her skirt.

“Now that you’ve heard the story, you sisters can take your time digesting it—ah, almost forgot. Before I give the body back to your sister, there’s one more thing I need to do.”

Mu’en blinked her pretty big eyes.

“What is it eh? Eh?!!”

Before she could finish, Noah bent down and pulled both Mu’en and Little Guang into her arms at the same time.

Noah rubbed her cheek against their two soft little faces, so blissed out she practically looked ready to float.

“In one night, I get to dote on three baby dragons at once~ What a glorious dragon-life blessing~ Sleeping for over ten thousand years was worth it—totally worth it~.”

Little Guang, fresh off a mind-blowing history lesson, was still in a completely stunned state, so she was basically held in Noah’s arms like a beautiful doll.

But Mu’en was different.

This Ancestor’s behavior and way of speaking really did resemble a “weird auntie,” but the body she was using was Big Sis’s body!

Ever since she started school, Big Sis rarely hugged Mu’en so affectionately like before, rarely stuck close and cuddled with her the way she used to.

And at this very moment—even though Mu’en knew someone was “wearing Big Sis’s skin”—

Hehehe… Big Sis’s face is so fragrant, so soft, so smooth… hehehe…

“Oh, right—about the Ultimate Terror, you don’t need to worry too much. Ten thousand years ago, a High Priest once delivered a prophecy.”

“The prophecy said that when the firmament falls, and the cosmos collapses—when the end of all things and the fear of all beings descends once more upon this continent—there will be a ‘Child of Thunder’ who comes to save all living things.”

“I can’t be certain who this Child of Thunder truly is, but they will definitely do as the prophecy says, and genuinely defeat the Ultimate Terror.”

“But even so, we still can’t slack off. Understand, little brats?”

Little Guang, still dazed, nodded dazedly.

Mu’en, meanwhile, didn’t understand a single thing about prophecies or Children of Thunder or whatever blah blah blah.

Anyway—she figured it was fine as long as she worked hard together with Big Sis~

“Alright. Next, I’m giving the body back to your sister. Goodbye, little brats.”

With those words, the account switched back over.

The little overachiever instantly felt unsteady, dizzy, and lightheaded.

But she was already used to this brief disorientation during an “account switch,” so she recovered quickly.

Having regained control of her own body, Noya shook her head, then looked at Mu’en, who was still clinging to her arm and rubbing up against her.

Noya smiled and pinched her sister’s chubby little cheek.

Then she looked at Little Guang.

The pink-haired one was clearly still immersed in that soul-shaking history, unable to snap out of it.

And it wasn’t that Little Guang had poor acceptance.

Even Noya herself needed time to understand and digest the things the Ancestor had said:

The Dragon God’s self-separation, the conflict between the personalities of Light and Shadow, the timetable of the Ultimate Terror breaking the seal, and the Child of Thunder from the prophecy who would save the Samayel Continent.

All of that was, for three kids whose ages combined weren’t even fifteen, indeed far more difficult than the things taught in school.

“Mu’en, Little Guang—I want to ask you both for one more thing.”

“What is it, Big Sis?”

Little Guang also came back to her senses a bit and looked at her eldest sister.

“About this dragon hero—please don’t tell Mom and Dad for now. First, it’ll make them worry.”

“Second, Noah’s power hasn’t fully recovered yet. If word leaks out by accident, then the ‘Ultimate Terror’ she mentioned might make a move ahead of schedule.”

The two younger sisters immediately nodded obediently.

“Got it, Big Sis. We won’t say anything.”

“So it’s time for the secret-keeping part again? Yay~”

Little Guang froze. “Second Sis, why did you say ‘again’?”

“Ah… because… because…” Mu’en lowered her head and poked her two index fingers together, stammering.

“Because she accidentally ruined one of Mom’s dresses before, and I promised I’d help her keep it a secret,” Noya explained.

“Big Sis, you just said it out loud!”

“Oh—sorry.”

“Little Guang, you won’t tell, right?”

“Second Sis—you don’t want Mom to find out about you ruining her dress, do you?”

Σ(っ °Д °;)っ: “Dame yo~~~”

Mu’en lunged forward, pinning Little Guang underneath her, and the two sisters started rolling around on the grass.

Noya sat to the side, watching her sisters play with a doting, gratified smile.

After they played for a while, Mu’en and Little Guang finally stopped.

“Then, Big Sis—after this, are you planning to keep condensing primal power with her help, and then go deal with that so-called ‘Ultimate Terror’?”

Noya nodded. “From what we can tell, she can’t change hosts, so she can only use my body to slowly recover her strength. Fortunately, the Ultimate Terror still needs a long time before it can fully break the seal. Before that, I think we should be able to store up enough power.”

Little Guang frowned slightly. “But right now, this Primal Dragon King no longer has her own physical body. She can only rely on yours to accumulate energy. Then when it comes time to face the Ultimate Terror head-on… that will probably also mean Big Sis, you—”

“Little Guang, let me ask you: if Dad knew that a world-ending disaster was guaranteed to happen at some point in the future, what do you think he would do?” Noya asked slowly.

Little Guang answered without hesitation. “Dad would go stop it, no matter what. Even if not for anyone else, he’d still fight with everything he had—for us.”

“Exactly. And this time, the responsibility of protecting our family has fallen onto my shoulders.”

As Noya spoke, her tone was calm—far too steady for a six-year-old.

“I won’t complain about what’s happening right now. If anything, it’s the opposite: I’m glad Noah chose me.”

“It’s because of her that, when disaster comes, I’ll be able to contribute my own strength.”

“Instead of being like before—only able to watch from far away, and only able to help Mom and Dad through sneak attacks.”

“So for me, this is a rare opportunity. I don’t want to miss it.”

“You understand what I mean, right?”

The sense of responsibility and conviction in Noya’s heart—these two younger sisters had felt it personally.

So when she said, “I’m glad Noah chose me,” neither Mu’en nor Little Guang thought it strange.

Big Sis was simply that kind of person. When it came to family, she would always carry responsibility on her shoulders like Dad did, rather than running away or shirking it.

At the same time, she also had Mom’s sharpness and caution—knowing that only by protecting herself first could she better protect the family.

“I understand, Big Sis.”

“Even though I don’t totally get what Big Sis is saying… Mu’en will always stand on Big Sis’s side forever!”

Noya smiled, leaned forward, and reached out to pat both sisters on the head.

“Thank you, Mu’en. Little Guang.”

The night air was chilly.

After chatting a little more, the three sisters planned to go back and sleep.

But when they passed by Mom and Dad’s room, Little Guang sharply noticed light leaking through the crack beneath the door.

The pink-haired girl scratched her forehead. “It’s so late—Mom and Dad still aren’t asleep?”

Noya stopped as well and swept her eyes toward the doorway.

“They’re probably working overtime.”

“Mom working overtime means Dad has to work overtime too?”

Noya shrugged. “Adult stuff—who knows?”

The three sisters chatted as they walked toward their own room.

“Big Sis, then what time do you think Mom and Dad will finish working overtime?”

“Not sure. But they can’t possibly work overtime until the sun rises the next day.”

“Yeah. That feels like it would tire Mom and Dad out.”

“Oh, right, Big Sis—next semester is the last semester of your hatchling division, right?”

“Yeah. There’s also a promotion exam at the end of term.”

“Go Big Sis~.”

“Got it, got it~.”

Footnotes:

  1. měng B / méngbī

    Pinyin: méngbī (often softened as “měng B”)Meaning: Internet slang meaning “stunned, dumbfounded, brain short-circuited.”

  2. tàopí

    Pinyin: tàopíMeaning: Slang for “wearing someone else’s skin,” i.e., impersonating/using another’s appearance or “shell” (here, someone controlling Noya’s body).

  3. qiē hào

    Pinyin: qiē hàoMeaning: Gaming/internet slang: “switch accounts.” Used here metaphorically for control switching between Noah and Noya.

  4. bālābālā

    Pinyin: bālābālāMeaning: Onomatopoeic internet slang meaning “blah blah blah,” i.e., a stream of talk the speaker isn’t focusing on.

  5. dàmiē

    Pinyin: dàmiē (from Japanese dame)Meaning: Cute internet expression meaning “no / not allowed.”

  6. jiābān

    Pinyin: jiābānMeaning: “Work overtime.” Here used humorously as a children’s euphemism for what the parents are doing late at night.

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