There are hardly any dragons like you, willing to humbly accept the teaching and reprimand of goblins, so I think you are the most suitable candidate for teaching this course. What do you think?"
"But I'm still just a young dragon. In the academy you've established, every teacher at least is an Ancient Dragon."
Terramus furrowed the delicate scales between his brows, facing an invitation from his father, he instinctively wanted to decline.
It's not that he's uninterested in such a position, but he feels that the level of knowledge he possesses is not sufficient to become a teacher as he thinks there is still a lot he hasn't mastered.
"What does being an Ancient Dragon matter? A teacher imparts knowledge. In your mechanical engineering accomplishments, no dragon can compare to you, so you are qualified to be a teacher. If any dragon has an issue with you, just let them come to me."
Noah waved his dragon claw, his words carried an undeniable authority.
"I want to think about it."
