Higgins had a medical antenna sent out and nearby ranches were packed with plainclothes soldiers, preferably locals because they too worshipped the dragon that was their manitu and few religions could boast of having their living Gods in sight during their lifetime.

They were all special forces and in the barns, helicopters, an anti-aircraft tank and off-road hum vee with turrets.

The main roads had hidden checkpoints and the whole region was bunkering. The Americans were proud of their dragons and wanted to protect them.

Returning to the ranch with Auberonne, Argentrix felt a touch of sadness and jealousy when she saw her mother with her head affectionately leaning on my neck.

I loved Auberonne but I was afraid that she would see in me the male who would dominate her. Although Argentrix's mother, she was still a very young mother, still spirited and with a head full of adventures.

Argentrix:" Are you two going to be okay?? And you, I'm not enough for you? "

Auberonne laughed: "Aren't you a little jealous???? Are you afraid to share?

I moved away, offended.

Auberonne:" HAHAHAHA, he's embarrassed! And you, my pretty, you should see your head, red as a tomato...HAHAHAHA"

I was starting to be afraid of those two! Like mother, like daughter or the other way around.....

And then let's imagine that she manages to seduce me and that Fomalhaut or Goldur or their tribe do not come here or suck me into their world again...

A misguided look or a misplaced sentence and it's carnage...... All the dragons on me, me with Zaaar to protect me and a final massacre....

I'm afraid of

VERY FEAR...

Besides, I don't want to go back overseas, at least not now.

Here, people leave me alone, I go to school, the care is ok, I can eat, hunt and enjoy as a human being all that I have been deprived of. I still have my cousins and my dad too and friends. I also have Vertix, my only friend from the other world. He sacrificed himself to see me.

He's at the banquet and he's enjoying all this meat! He's a really good friend.

He has already spotted some superb female Eagles that are making love to him... Besides, it's huge. It has almost the scale of a condor... I feel that he has draconic blood in him... and a nucleus, a monster's heart that loads itself into mana.

I bet if he chooses a lioness one day, he will have griffins as a child or he will gradually turn into a griffin...

Facing China, a dragon weighed more in terms of image than an idiot panda.

I felt an immense pressure on my shoulders and an immense weight of image.

Higgins arrived at the Indian festival and to his amazement, we celebrated the arrival of Auberonne in a golden dragon!

The Chinese and Koreans were raging! Thousands of complaints came asking why the Americans did not deliver the gold dragon in the name of peace. The dragon was sacred in China and Asia.

During the day I was with Argentrix and I mingled with the crowd and no one knew my true face. I could take any face more...... Argentrix too.

Journalists were allowed to speak to Auronne, who had settled under an awning, sheltered from the sun, prepared local dishes and was surrounded by a few elves and kajit who had remained in the region, a strong friendship born from the Indian community. Some orphans taken care of by the community.

The presence of dragons also relieved them of the lack of mana and the fact of eating in our presence cured them.

The priestess mentioned the problem of mana and that they could come to "recharge themselves by sleeping near us" if the need arose, but the younger ones were able to adapt very quickly.

Higgins was happy that the fact that she was pregnant, the secret was kept. This could have triggered political conflicts.

Me: "Commander: It is clear that we will raise the children ourselves. I will take care of the terrestrial culture and their mother the dragon culture. But they'll go to school here! "

Higgins: "It doesn't work that way!"

Me:" And the mana?? who will provide them with it? Argentrix and Auronne would be dying without me!"

Higgins: "You have a point... "

Me:" I understood your problem, I'm not fooled and I can read between the lines in the newspapers. After graduation, I'll stay with you and have a career in the army. "

Higgins: "What about your forest ranger projects?"

Me:" Let's say it's a blanket and a pantry project..... If the family grows, it will be necessary to hire one or two farmers. We cannot live on military offerings and rations. Besides, with our ego, it's humiliating.!"

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Higgins: "From that point of view, you anticipate problems. I like your reasoning..."

I: "Yes, and above all, young people will want to explore the world...Teach them human values because they have no choice! There are no areas or reserves for dragons and isolating yourself is not a good idea. They will have to do as I do: adapt and evolve with humans and respect the laws.

Let's talk about the laws. Let's say we go visit China. I'll meet you in a cage? We are locked in a temple with a thousand balls to zero and dressed in orange drapes that smile as they show their cavities?"??

Higgins: "I know... School is the best place to protect yourself... until now."

Me: "Yes, I learned that the school is full of murderers and spies."

Higgins: "Yes, but your existence is like a new toy thrown into a playground... Everyone covets it... It will calm down once they get tired..."

We were pulled out of our conversation when the banquet was opened.

My classmates had come with other schools for the cultural celebration and to welcome Auronne as a dragon. (She had hidden her dragon appearance all the time.)

I turned back into a dragon and came to join the community and journalists took pictures of us.

We accepted thousands of selfies and the net raged with social networks and many nations protested themselves from not having dragons. 3 dragons in the United States was unfair...

A Chinese journalist asked me:

"Mr. Dragon Ivan, do you plan to stay in the United States for the rest of your life? Other nations, including China, want you to come here."

The whole planet turned to me:

"Madam, (I straighten my neck and take the most appropriate posture), the United States and especially the Indian community have allowed me to return to my home world... In a peaceful world...

I will come to visit China at the most appropriate time and when the conditions are right."

Chinese journalist: "Could you be more specific?"

I: "For the moment, I study and learn like everyone else. Here, I am free and I am a citizen of the United States of America who welcomed me and my family and friends. I am happy here, we are loved, we have a home, we are free and the Indian community here is like a second family. I will visit the nations of the world when the conditions are right."

Journalist:" Like what?"

"Already we don't treat a dragon as an intelligent animal but as a human being endowed with thought."

Journalist (another): "Why should we treat you like a human being?"

Me: "You saw my mother Hissa! She has adopted children regardless of their origin or race, human, Kajit or Argonians and even Arachnids, so would Argonians or lizard men be more human than humans? those who refuse to recognize a thinking and self-aware being? And then, what is a human? A dwarf? A giant?

By thinking in this way, African women with long necks would be giraffes? Pygmies, marmosets? Africans, chocolate? Eskimos, ice cubes?"

Everyone applauded and debates began all over the world to recognize dragons as thinking and self-aware beings that define humanity.

The Indians applauded...

The priestess added: "From the Latin "humanitas", the term is translated by human nature, the general culture of the spirit. Humanitas is the character of what is human. It also refers to "men" in general, the human race considered in its unity. Most philosophers define any being endowed with reason as human."

Georgy approached me with the members of the school and he smelled my familiar smell....

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Fomalhaut: "Goldur, I've been thinking a long time! I can see and see the images of the stone again and again.

It is true that I put the draconic Law before Auronne and that it made me pay dearly for it but I am unhappy without it....

The mountains are cold, the prey tasteless, the lakes are icy and the light of our sun is pale.

I'd give anything to find her..."

Goldur:" These are just words, Fomalhaut... That's why you stay indefinitely in silver. You don't transmit. The laws must follow a heart-based and equitable pattern. If they are bad, then they must be changed. The worst thing is to make unjust laws apply. This leads to hatred and resentment."

Fomalhaut: "Great gold, I beg you, instead of sending a stone, send me!"

Goldur: "It's like a death sentence. There is no way back!

I checked why the stones are resistant to travel and not pulverized.

They have taken 1300 years of old age...... They are in our future!"

"But Ivan came with Chronos!" protested the silver dragon.

Goldur: "It was the same time as us, no time dimension to cross..."

"But if I go there and hibernate in a glacier..."

Goldur: "It's suicide! They have no historical record or testimony of dragons buried in the ice and as the crevasses open and close, it only takes one man or goatherd or simply an animal and you would be killed or eaten slowly. It would be necessary to cover it with a gangue of hard stone and at the bottom of a glacier, just above and calculate the time and passage for the thaw. You'd only wake up thawed. It's an unnecessary risk.

We should help you with this operation.... NO, forget the idea soon. It's the ultimate escape when there's no hope and you've tried everything. We haven't tried everything and we have time...

The portal is safer! If something went wrong, you'd be brought back here in one piece. There are many protections. You just have to be patient. Vertix has succeeded. If you really want to leave, then exhaust yourself loading these stones. Then you will prove to us that you were worthy of Auronne.

Emerald and I are considering leaving to join them. We have been around our world several times and it is boring here and I would like to try something else. Because of the magic, the world no longer evolves. It is frozen and a caste system is put in place and this system makes me vomit. I have seen too much injustice and too much misery. If we leave, we don't regret anything and I want to squeeze my little Auronne and my little Argentrix between my legs. Emerald and I are heartbroken and we miss her sorely. The world can go to hell without them.

Then the 3 dragons leaned over the gigantic crystals and began to cry on them, praying that they would hold to open the gate.

Goldur exhausted all his fortune accumulated over centuries in magicians, unicorns and magical creatures to charge his crystal pillars.

Slowly, but surely the pillars began to light up. The accumulated magical power was at the level of the titanic. The accumulated energy was of a nuclear nature. Any nearby town or village was forbidden now that they were lit up.

Other dragons friends and family of Goldur and Fomalhaut came and emptied their mana, rested and then left to regain their strength and return. It was a hellish circle. Thanks to his connections and the dragon emperor, the operation became a reverse rescue mission.

Many dracosires like goldur went crazy as they got older because they no longer had the pleasure of discovering the world they knew. Many were freaking out and alienating an army or a country and going to get killed, tired of living.

Here, a new hope for these ancient dragons: A future in the future... Technology, stars. Our stories had made them "reborn". A seed of hope, of a better future, a passage, a sanctuary... Rocket and exploration images of infinite space and the compatible capabilities of dragons... They had all started dreaming...new worlds to explore...

Then they began to scratch and attack these pillars, this little thread of hope that connected us.

Goldur, collapsing in sorrow on the pillars, offered a sad spectacle. It was like a meeting of Roman weeping women before Julius Caesar's funeral.......

This place was called: The tear of fire, a place where the dragons would empty their sorrows.....

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