"Don't be too harsh!" The mother Red Dragon struggled and roared as soon as she heard Muria's words. Even evil dragons had maternal instincts to protect their offspring, and the mother dragon's attention had been focused on her eggs since waking up.

"Don't get excited! I didn't do anything to you guys," Muria backed away again, his ears ringing from the mother dragon's roar. He had forgotten about kicking the red dragon earlier; to him, it was nothing.

The mother Red Dragon, still unable to break free from the chains, suddenly choked up, "Why is this happening? Why are we facing this hardship?"

"Uh!" Muria watched the thirty-five-meter-long crimson giant beast, its eyes like lava balls, leaving two streams of molten liquid. "Is it crying?" he wasn't sure.

After all, according to the knowledge Muria had gained from books, Red Dragons were the most proud and arrogant among the chromatic dragons. However, Muria really couldn't see how arrogant these two dragons were. Instead, he saw that they were feeling quite wronged, very wronged indeed.

"What have you been through?" Muria asked curiously, "Or rather, how did you provoke my mother and get caught here by her?"

"We didn't provoke your mother at all," the slightly larger male Red Dragon turned his head back, full of resentment. "Before today, we had only heard of your mother's name, never seen her."

"Then you must have done something wrong that reached my mother," Muria said confidently.

"Nonsense," the male Red Dragon, Carlos, was furious. "In the past few decades, I've only raided a few groups of adventurers who came near my territory, never raided human cities."

"Yeah, we were about to lay eggs. How could we cause trouble and attract attention from the outside world?" the mother dragon added, equally aggrieved.

"...," Muria fell silent. If these two dragons were telling the truth, then they were indeed somewhat innocent. Raiding only a few groups of adventurers who came into their territory over the past few decades was quite mild for evil dragons, a standard model of good behavior.

"Just today, while my mate and I were sleeping in our den guarding our eggs, your mother appeared, and without reason, she beat us up ruthlessly. No matter what we said, she wouldn't listen and just knocked us out cold," the male dragon, Carlos, poured out his grievances to Muria, revealing their twisted and scarred bodies, evidence of the heavy-handedness of the Golden Dragon Mother at the time.

Muria peeked over. Both the male and female dragons had abnormal contortions, with their bones broken in several places. Their bodies were covered in scarred scabs, indicating that the Golden Dragon Mother must have been quite ruthless.

"Well, you guys are really unlucky," listening to the Red Dragon's narrative and seeing their injuries, Muria began to sympathize with this unfortunate Red Dragon couple. "But, since you didn't do anything, how did my mother find out about the location of your den?"

Upon hearing Muria's question, the two dragons fell into contemplation, then the mother dragon growled angrily in draconic, "Adventurers, damn adventurers leaked the location of the den."

"Roar! Damn adventurers, I swear, Carlos, from now on, I will eat every adventurer I encounter," Carlos roared angrily, attributing their misfortune to adventurers.

"These two tragic dragons. Haha, it's hilarious," now Muria completely understood the situation. His Golden Dragon Mother probably heard about a pair of adult Red Dragons from the Adventurers Guild or something similar, being the metallic dragon inherently opposed to chromatic dragons, his mother, the Legendary Dragon, Atris, paid them a visit, and then the result was what was in front of him, the Red Dragon couple's den being wiped out.

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"Ah, my treasure!" a louder, almost hoarse roar echoed in the hall. This time, it was Carlos, the Red Dragon, shedding tears like molten lava because he had just realized he had lost all his treasure, and it was definitely not coming back.

Muria looked at the two dragons, which could make ordinary people tremble in fear, with some amusement. After a moment of silence, he said consolingly, "Don't be too sad. At least you're still alive. You've lost your treasure, but you can always accumulate it again in the future."

However, the Red Dragon couple, who were already immersed in the pain of losing all their treasure, completely ignored Muria's words, crying out in anguish. For Red Dragons known for their greed, losing treasure was as painful as losing their lives.

"Let's go, leave them alone," Muria called Sophia and the four dragon maids who were already laughing uncontrollably, ready to take them back to his room.

"Atris's offspring, what are you going to do with my children?" came the sad voice of the mother dragon from behind Muria. No misunderstanding, it was because she had lost her treasure.

Muria didn't even turn his head. "I won't harm your children, just planning to hatch them all."

Leaving behind the stunned mother dragon, Muria led the maids out of the hall.

...

In his room, Muria frowned as he began his daily necessary meal, which today was a roasted golden-brown whole cow.

This creature served as his meal was no smaller than Muria himself during its lifetime. This indicated how enormous Muria's appetite was; every day, he had to consume food no less than his own size.

Muria's frown while eating wasn't because the roasted cow was unappetizing. In fact, the chefs of the Crystal Castle handled it quite deliciously. After all, they had a very particular owner—the Legendary Dragon Atris.

What really made Muria frown was the six Red Dragon eggs placed in his room. Just now, he had boasted that he would hatch all six of them. But achieving this wasn't easy; under normal circumstances, for a clutch of dragon eggs, having half of them hatch would be considered good, let alone all of them. It would require the blessing of the gods!

"Sophia," Muria called out the name of his personal maid as he began to feel drowsy.

"Yes, Master Muria," the golden-haired girl responded respectfully. "What orders do you have?"

"Before I wake up, fetch me all the books from my mother's library about hatching these things," Muria gestured to the six Red Dragon eggs swirling with elemental fire on the ground.

"As you wish, Master Muria."

"Now, go! I'm going to sleep," Muria let out a big yawn, climbed onto his crystal bed, which had been covered with a soft velvet blanket (this was Muria's own request; the hard crystal bed wasn't comfortable at all), and fell asleep...

The next day, when Muria woke up again, he looked somewhat puzzled at the pile of books in front of him.

Then he looked at Sophia, who stood by him as usual, pointing to the towering stack of books, "Are all these books about hatching dragon eggs?"

"Yes, Master Muria."

"Well then, there's no other way, I'll have to take my time and read them!" Muria stretched lazily and picked up a book. This one specifically studied dragon species, mainly the lesser dragons, as the existence of true dragons like the Great Dragons was quite rare in Elyra, although not absent.

Thanks to the dragon heritage memories, Muria could understand this book written in Elvish. In fact, Muria found this aspect of the dragon heritage very commendable because, having received the inheritance, he could fluently speak more than ten languages, including Common, Elvish, Draconic, Infernal, Giant, Dwarvish, and more. And he could naturally read books written in these languages.

Of course, in Elyra, being fluent in over ten languages was far from enough. Because, in terms of languages alone, humans had evolved their own hundred languages, and other races were no better off. For example, elves and dwarves, their subraces had each developed their own exclusive languages.

The giant races were the same; for example, the Titans, to which Muria's father belonged, had their own Titan language. So, according to incomplete statistics, in the whole world of Elyra, there were almost a thousand languages being used.

Of course, the language that was widely used was the Common tongue, a language that was created and spread by some sage, which, in Muria's opinion, was a great feat.

"Hmm, after Red Dragons lay their eggs, they generally place them in volcanic areas with abundant fire elemental energy, and then, they let them hatch naturally as time passes."

"Madness! This laissez-faire approach can only achieve a fifty percent hatching rate, which only proves the strong vitality of the Dragon race," Muria felt frustrated reading about the hatching process of Red Dragons. Despite being intellectually superior to humans, they lived like wild beasts, using all their intelligence for destruction and plunder, without considering how to increase the survival rate of their offspring, which was a meaningful issue.

"It's obvious that the hatching of Red Dragon eggs requires an environment with abundant fire elemental energy, but it doesn't necessarily have to be in a volcano," Muria skimmed through book after book, realizing what he needed to do.

Raising the survival rate of dragon eggs was something that had been studied in Elyra for a long time, and the research results were quite good. So, Muria just needed to follow the process.

"Although Flame Mountain in volcanic areas has abundant fire, it's too violent and unstable, making it unsuitable for hatching Red Dragon eggs. Unhatched dragon hatchlings would have to face the continuous onslaught of violent fire elemental energy," Muria continued to read, understanding the process and the need to regulate the energy release speed to ensure that the Red Dragon eggs were not damaged during the hatching process.

"Sophia, go find some fire elemental crystals," Muria commanded.

"Yes, Master Muria," Sophia responded respectfully and left the room to carry out the order.

Muria began meticulously sketching the diagram of the magical circle, while contemplating how to construct it. As his understanding deepened, he began to grasp the principles of constructing the magical circle and how to adjust the energy release speed to ensure the safety of the Red Dragon eggs during incubation.

"Fire elemental crystals are needed as the energy source to construct a simple magical circle that can release fire elemental energy gently," Muria muttered to himself as he continued to work on the diagrams and calculations.