963 As Long As You've Alive, There Will Still Be A Chance

"Elizabeth. Are you sure you want to challenge Fox and battle it out to be the new Frost Dragon tribe chief?"

In the majestic hall made of ice and frost, Douglas looked down at Elizabeth, who was standing in the middle of the hall as he asked the question in a deep voice.

Fox was standing near Elizabeth. There was excitement in his eyes.

The great elders of the Frost Dragon tribe were all present, and all was silent in the majestic hall.

All the giant dragons had their gazes at Elizabeth. They were each wearing different expressions, mostly those of shock.

Elizabeth was the strongest among the younger generation of the Frost Dragon tribe. She had just stepped into adulthood, but was already a 7th-tier giant dragon, which was no worse than Rankster back in the day. She was thought of as the best choice for the next Frost Dragon tribe chief.

However, Fox was her senior, after all. At just 500 years old, he was in his prime. Besides, he was at 9th-tier, and was only a step away from reaching the 10th-tier. He'd fought for the position of chief with Rankster in the past.

Rankster had gone missing for several years, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. As a part of the royal family, he was a strong contender for the position as chief.

Elizabeth went back to the Dragon Islands this time, and went straight to the great elder to request to challenge Fox for the Frost Dragon tribe's chief's position. This decision that she made caught everyone by surprise.

"Yes. I want to challenge him openly. Even if I die, I want to die honorably, and not in some dirty conspiracy or sneak attack," Elizabeth said calmly as she looked up at Douglas.

Fox's gaze did not change at all. He had already received news two days ago about the failed attack. It had been a foolproof plan, but he did not think that he still could not get rid of Elizabeth.

However, it did not matter. Since she wanted to risk her life to challenge him, he would not mind letting her have her way and become the chief of the Frost Dragon tribe openly.

A few snickers broke out as though Elizabeth told a funny joke.

Douglas looked at Elizabeth. Her dark blue eyes reminded him of Rankster in the past, the resilient fellow who could always get back up every time he fell.

Now, his daughter was standing here once again, challenging Fox, who was two tiers more powerful than her, just as ridiculous as Rankster, who challenged him back in those days.

In the end, Rankster became the Frost Dragon tribe's chief, while he took a step down and became the Frost Dragon tribe's great elder.

Was it ridiculous?

Douglas did not think it was ridiculous.

Most of those who found it ridiculous became Rankster's stepping stones. That was something serious.

Because he was Rankster's brother from a different mother, Rankster spared his life in the final battle, but now he actually wanted to assassinate her?

Fox looked down and did not reply. He had waited for several centuries for this day. A mixed-blooded half-breed snatched the throne that was supposed to belong to him away. Now that he was finally dead, how could he allow his daughter to take the position that belonged to him?

He would not spare any cost to claim what belonged to him.

"Great Elder, the position of the Frost Dragon tribe chief had been empty for years, and because of that, we had become the laughing stock of the other dragon tribes. Rankster is most likely dead. Fox and Elizabeth are the best choices for the new chief. Since Elizabeth has taken the initiative to challenge Fox, I think we can use this battle to choose a new chief," the second great elder told Douglas.

"I agree." The six elders started raising their hands one by one.

"I object." The fifth elder stood up. He looked at Douglas, and said, "Great Elder, Elizabeth is the strongest among the younger generation of our Frost Dragon tribe, and is also the talent that is most likely to attain the 10th-tier within 100 years. She is still young, and is a lot less powerful than Fox. This is a completely unfair battle. Even if a winner is produced, how would that convince the rest?"

"I agree with the fifth elder. Elizabeth is still young. Even if we were to have a duel, we should wait another 10 years. She should at least attain the 9th-tier, just like Fox, before this duel would be recognized by the tribe. If the other dragon tribes want to laugh at us, let them be. Would that shake the position the Frost Dragon tribe has in the top 10?" the seventh elder said as he stood up.

"Ridiculous. If we wait another 10 years, wouldn't the Frost Dragon tribe be without a chief for decades? If we were to wait 100 years and Elizabeth is still unable to break through to the 9th-tier, would we have to let Frost Dragon continue waiting? Fifth Elder, Seventh Elder, this challenge was raised by Elizabeth on her own. What is the intention for your interfering and opposing like this?" the second elder chided.

"Alright." Douglas stopped the quarrel and looked at Fox as he said, "Fox, do you dare to accept Elizabeth's challenge?"

Fox looked up and glanced at Elizabeth. After that, he set his gaze on Douglas as he politely said, "Since Elizabeth wants to challenge me, and is willing to battle for the position of the new chief for the Frost Dragon tribe, I am willing to accept the challenge and all its consequences."

"Good. Tomorrow afternoon, the two of you will battle it out at the Frost Battlefield," Douglas said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder…" The fifth elder and seventh elder still had things to say.

"That's decided. The Frost Dragon tribe always talk with our abilities." Douglas raised his hand and disappeared.

The other elders also disappeared one by one.

"Farewell, Elders." Fox bowed, and when he straightened up again, his face was full of smiles. He turned towards Elizabeth and walked over, stopping by her side with a smile as he said, "You shouldn't have come back. If you hid just as your father did, I really wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"One day I will kill you." Elizabeth clenched her fist slowly as she turned her head to look calmly at Fox.

Fox froze. Immediately, he scoffed. He inched in towards Elizabeth, and said, "But you don't have the chance to anymore. Tomorrow, I will kill you."

Fox turned and walked out of the hall. He opened his arms out, and they turned into great wings before he flew off.

"Father said that as long as you're alive, there will still be a chance."

In the empty hall, Elizabeth opened her right hand. A Frost Dragon Source emitting with chill appeared in her palm.



"Father, where are we going today?" Amy, who was sitting on Mag's shoulders, asked in excitement. They left the city early in the morning, and were walking on a small mountain path.