"Too little." Looking at the azure blood in the crystal vial, the Golden Dragon Mother expressed dissatisfaction.
"Contentment breeds happiness." Muria looked blankly at the Wind King Hawk that was going back to sleep, quoting a proverb from a past life.
"Tch!" The Golden Dragon Mother Atreus sneered, "Where did you read such words that lack ambition? Only those who are discontent can truly become powerful. Without desires, there is no motivation to move forward. Those who are satisfied are just mediocre."
"..." Muria twitched the corner of his mouth. He was just trying to get the Golden Dragon Mother to be content, but she seized the opportunity to chide him.
"See," pointed out the Golden Dragon Mother at the Wind King Hawk, "There are too many beings and things that I cannot comprehend. If I have enough strength, I would easily learn about these. The exploration of the unknown is my motivation to move forward."
