Chapter 101: Reforging Silver Dragon Glory

A few days later, at the Silver Dragon Temple, most of the tribe’s people had been called back.
Rosvitha was giving an impassioned victory summary speech on the podium.
The tribespeople below listened with surging enthusiasm.
Though she disliked being in the public eye, as a ruler, she was quite skilled at stirring the emotions of her followers.
Leon was also quietly listening below.
The Silver Dragon citizens surrounding him all wanted to get closer to the Prince Consort.
“Hey, you bumped into me!”
“I was standing here first, you’re the one pushing me!”
“What do you mean you were here first? I was! Prince Consort, wasn’t I here first?”
“Prince Consort, I was here first, I even greeted you earlier!”
Leon wore a helpless smile, “Everyone, please settle down, settle down, and listen properly to Her Majesty’s speech.”
Inner thoughts: If you don’t pay attention to my wife’s speech, I’ll hang all of you second-class merit holders up and beat you!
After Leon’s perfunctory placation, the nearby Silver Dragon tribe members quieted down to listen to Rosvitha’s speech.
After the victory summary, Rosvitha didn’t make any empty promises to her people.
After all, she had always been a leader who got things done, and moreover, this current issue truly needed the cooperation of all Silver Dragon tribe members.
“Look at your fellow tribespeople around you. I wonder if any of you have noticed anything,” Rosvitha said.
The tribe members looked around, but no one spoke up.
This was an unwritten rule during leadership speeches – even if the leader asked a question, you shouldn’t actively answer it.
Because the leader was just using the question to naturally lead into what they wanted to say next, and didn’t actually need others to help bridge the conversation.
Of course, if the leader truly needed someone to help continue the conversation, they would arrange it beforehand or specifically call on someone to answer.
Rosvitha’s gaze swept across the tribe members below as she continued,
“Perhaps you’ve already noticed that compared to a few years ago, we have lost many, many of our companions.”
“The continuous wars have sharply reduced our Silver Dragon tribe’s population. If this continues without any changes, when the next war comes, we might not even be able to preserve our last spark of life.”
Rosvitha was straightforward, directly laying out the difficult situation facing the Silver Dragon tribe.
As she expected, the tribe members below began discussing among themselves.
“Her Majesty is right, to protect our homeland, we must ensure we have enough numbers.”
“But given the dragons’ reproductive characteristics, our tribe cannot possibly recover to the levels of a few years ago in a short time.”
“Should we borrow troops from Lady Isabella?”
“Lady Isabella’s side is the same as us, having just ended a period of warfare and also in recovery. As for borrowing troops, I’m afraid… she won’t be able to help.”
“Then… what about cocoon-birth?”
“With cocoon-birth, the mother’s body falls into an extremely weakened state after creating the dragon cocoon. If enemies were to attack at that time, it would be troublesome. So cocoon-birth also can’t be used as a method for large-scale population increase.”
“This is really… giving me a headache.”
“……”
Rosvitha silently listened to the discussions among her people.
After a moment, she slowly raised her hand.
The people below immediately fell silent.
“I have considered all the thoughts everyone just shared, and indeed, each has its own drawbacks.”
“It’s not easy to find a perfect solution that allows us to nurture the next generation of silver dragons while also guarding against opportunistic attacks from other races.”
“However, everyone, while we’re wracking our brains thinking in traditional dragon ways, are we perhaps overlooking something right before our eyes?”
Rosvitha smiled, teasing her audience.
“Right before our eyes? What is it?”
“I don’t know. Prince, do you know?”
Leon smirked internally, thinking to himself, “With this kind of thinking… no wonder you became an endangered species.”
Though he couldn’t really blame them, as Rosvitha had just mentioned the need to think outside traditional dragon mindsets.
Once you stepped outside that framework, the answer became obvious.
What Rosvitha was referring to, that thing right before their eyes was…
“How long are you going to stay modest down there, my dear?”
On stage, Rosvitha tilted her head slightly, her hair falling to one side as she smiled with narrowed eyes, showing a rare gentle side to her people.
That sweet “my dear” ignited the gossip souls of all dragons present.
“H-h-have I been away from home too long? Did I misunderstand our Silver Dragon dialect? Did Her Majesty just call the Prince ‘my dear’?”
“Hey hey, this is a public place! How can you be so improper! Um, more please, I love it.”
“I thought at most she’d call him husband or something, since Her Majesty and the Prince have been married for three years. But this ‘my dear’… tsk tsk tsk, I shouldn’t say, I really shouldn’t say anything, everyone!”
“…”
“Step aside! Leave the shipping and fangirling to us professionals!”
As the words fell, Shelly and Milan raised two banners high in the center of the crowd.
Each banner had two slogans.
The slogan on Shelly’s banner was straightforward:
Revive the Silver Dragons’ Glory, It’s Our Duty!
As for Milan’s banner, it contained something rather unfamiliar to the dragons present.
“Life continues through love… dreams are illuminated by children?”
“What does that mean?”
“I recognize each word, but together they don’t make sense…”
“Oh look, the Prince is going on stage!”
The reminder drew everyone’s attention back to the stage.
Leon stood beside Rosvitha, speaking in a low voice, “I told you, the Empire’s slogans encouraging childbirth wouldn’t make sense to your dragon folk.”
“It’s fine if they don’t understand now, we can just explain it to them.”
Leon shrugged, saying nothing more.
“I’m sure you’re all familiar with this man beside me.”
As she spoke, Rosvitha wrapped her arm around Leon’s, “We met and fell in love three years ago, building the family we have today. During these three years, we’ve also raised three well-behaved, sensible children.”
“I wonder, how do you all see them?”
Shelly raised her arm and shouted from below, “Princess Noia is the best!”
The crowd immediately responded.
“Princess Muen is the cutest baby dragon, and I won’t accept any arguments!”
“In that case, I’ll take Princess Aurora, sorry everyone.”
“…”
Ah, these were the ‘supporting voices’ arranged by the leadership beforehand.
The effect was spectacular!
“It seems everyone is quite fond of the little princesses.”
Rosvitha continued,
“Then you should also know that since I’m married to Leon, all our children are born through live birth.”
“In the past, according to dragon tradition, egg-laying was always the mainstream.”
“Because compared to live birth, dragon offspring born from eggs could better inherit their mother’s power.”
“Also, egg-laying requires no partner, it can be done alone, so there’s no risk of being betrayed by one’s mate.”
Dragons are a race that highly values “pure love.”
But this doesn’t mean there aren’t any “hit-it-and-quit-it” scoundrels among dragons.
Though rare, when such cases do occur, for the victim who values ‘pure love’ so deeply, it becomes an unforgettable wound that lasts a lifetime.
This is another reason why most dragons prefer egg-laying.
The silver dragons below listened intently to their queen’s speech, silently waiting for her next words.
“I’m not forcing anyone to fall in love with someone, because love is free, it can transcend age, transcend status—”
Rosvitha glanced at the man beside her and said in a voice only he could hear, “Transcend species.”
Leon started slightly, then his lips curved up almost imperceptibly.
Afterward, he held Rosvitha’s hand even tighter.
“But what’s hardest to transcend is trust.”
“Indeed, I cannot guarantee that the person you love will respond with equal love, and such long-term suspicion has led most of us dragons to close off the deepest parts of our hearts.”
“Before meeting Leon, I was the same way.”
“I even wondered if I had lost the ability to love.”
“But then I met him, this man who changed my life.”
General Leon drew in a sharp breath – from a certain perspective… ahem, he had indeed changed Rosvitha’s life.
“In the past, I didn’t understand what ‘love’ was.”
“Some say love is love at first sight;”
“Others say love is growing old together.”
“But my husband helped me understand what true ‘love’ is.”
Leon secretly glanced sideways at the silver-haired beauty beside him.
Her tone had lost its initial passionate intensity, and there was no trace of the ‘motivational speaker’ persuasiveness.
She smiled, her silver eyes trembling slightly, as if telling a beautiful fairy tale,
“Love is choosing to stay faithful and devoted even after knowing all of someone’s flaws;”
“Love is wanting to spend today together even if tomorrow is the end of the world;”
“Love is also… the opportunity that let me witness the most beautiful side of this world.”
“So, what I want to say is… I’ve never thought Leon would betray me.”
“Because from the moment we fell in love, we only had eyes for each other.”