Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons

Chapter 512: This is an urgent matter, Matriarch

“But it would be different—”

Kael began, his voice cutting through the air.

“—if we add and remove the Stonefangs from the equation.”

“What…?”

Kayden blinked, unable to believe what he was hearing.

At first, he didn’t understand what Kael meant. But as he stood there, watching the calm look on Kael’s face, the meaning behind his words began to sink in.

Slowly, as the realization finally hit him, his eyes widened in shock.

“Y-You want us to…”

He paused, as if his mind couldn’t form the words.

“…work together with the Stonefangs?”

His voice rose slightly at the end, not out of anger but sheer shock.

Freyal, like he was doing before, began to translate his words for the Stonefangs. But the instant his voice reached them—

“We with Velmourns!?”

“Not possible!”

“Hate outsiders!”

“Never! Never fight beside them!”

“Velmourns take our land! Steal our food! Kill our kin!”

“Rather die than bow to them!”

The valley erupted.

The Stonefang warriors shouted, their deep voices booming through the mist, shaking the entire place, and the more strongly this idea sank into their minds, the more they hated it.

“This cannot happen!”

One of them growled.

“Chief! Say something!”

One turned toward Gruumak.

Their roars grew louder and louder, overlapping into a storm of anger. Some even slammed their weapons into the ground, unable to control themselves.

But then—

“Silence.”

Gruumak raised his hand and spoke in a firm, heavy tone, and in an instant, as unwilling as they all were, the Stonefangs turned silent out of the respect they held for their chief.

Once again, Trogoth’s Rest turned silent but… the damage was already done.

“You… you heard that!?”

Kayden shouted as he turned toward Kael, glaring at him in disbelief while his fingers pointed at the Stonefang warriors.

“Us working together with the Stonefangs? Have you lost your mind? Did you not see their reaction just now?”

Of course, Kayden did not understand their language, so he didn’t know what any of them said, but he didn’t need to. The hostility in their tone, the gestures, the flared nostrils and the clenched jaws—it was clear enough.

The Stonefangs were against it.

“It could never happen!”

Kayden raised his voice as well, but Kael…

He said nothing, and his silence only annoyed Kayden even further.

He once again pointed at the Stonefangs, who were now directly grumbling at him and—

“Look at them, take a single look! They look like they are ready to tear us apart!

You can’t possibly think—”

Before he could finish, as if he knew his words alone wouldn’t be enough, the Vice Commander turned toward Freyal and—

“Translate what they said! All of it!”

He commanded.

Freyal hesitated, glancing nervously between Kael and Kayden. He opened his mouth to speak, but—

“I know what they said.”

Kael’s calm, firm voice silenced him.

Kayden froze and turned back, and Kael’s blue, unwavering eyes were locked on him.

“I know they do not agree with the alliance.”

Kael continued in a sharp tone. Then, his gaze hardened as he added—

“Just like you.”

And the instant he heard those words, Kayden turned silent. His jaw tightened in anger and frustration; after all, he realized what Kael was trying to say.

You are no different from them.

Those words felt humiliating but…

But there was nothing he could say. After all, his actions were… similar to that of the Stonefangs. As embarrassing as it was, Kayden didn’t turn a blind eye to what was right in front of him.

So the only thing he could do was lower his gaze and clench his fists tightly.

As for Kael—

He looked away, his gaze moving between the two sides—Velmourns on one side and Stonefangs on the other.

“If the two sides wish to survive—”

He said slowly,

“—they need each other.

That is a truth both sides must accept—sooner rather than later.”

He paused, letting his words sink in.

“I am not asking anyone to forget their hatred. I am not saying there were no wrongs committed.

But this…”

Kael gestured toward the snow-covered cliffs around them, toward the frozen vale and the thick mist above.

“…this is not about pride or revenge.

It’s about survival.

There is an enemy out there—one neither side can face alone.”

His voice grew stronger.

“If you fight alone, you will fall alone.

But if you stand together, then as strong as the enemy is—

You—we still stand a chance.”

The translators repeated his words for the Stonefangs, and for a moment, no one spoke.

Silence descended in the vale and… it wasn’t peaceful, it was heavy.

Kayden lowered his head even further, as if hiding his face. The Stonefang warriors looked at each other, their faces uncertain now, though the anger in their eyes was still clear.

Then—

“You are being too idealistic, Kael.”

Morvain’s voice broke the silence.

Kael turned to her as she stepped forward, her cloak dragging through the snow, and her sharp, firm eyes looked right at him.

“The enmity between Velmourns and Stonefangs is far deeper than you think,”

She began.

“It isn’t something that can be solved with a few words.

There are too many wounds… too many dead.

There are things you haven’t seen, things that cannot be forgotten. There are laws, customs, blood debts—”

“That’s why I’m here, am I not?”

Before Morvain could continue, Kael interrupted, and Morvain blinked, caught off guard by those words.

“What needs to be discussed can be discussed right here and now.”

Kael declared and the Velmourn Matriarch…

“Without… the Iron Council?”

She asked, raising an eyebrow, but Kael didn’t give in.

“This is an urgent matter, Matriarch,”

He spoke firmly.

“We’ll convince the Council later. We don’t have time to wait for formalities or endless meetings.”

Morvain narrowed her eyes at those words. She opened her mouth to argue—but then stopped.

She understood what Kael was trying to say.

The Stormcallers were already gathering strength. If they delayed too long, they might lose the chance to prepare—or worse, lose Gruumak’s trust.

The Stonefang Chief was already taking quite a big risk by leaving his tribe behind and meeting them here in secret. If the Stormcallers discovered it and attacked their tribe in their chief’s absence…

It would destroy the alliance before it could even begin.

And the risk of this happening would only rise the longer they stayed here.

If she did things formally together with the Iron Council… this… might not end well.

As she thought about it all, Morvain realized it—she… she truly did not have a choice. She needed to go with the flow.

So after a moment of silence, the Velmourn Matriarch nodded.

“Very well,”

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