Chapter 555: Chapter 13 Cold
“The sun and stars… what an inappropriate metaphor.”
Verafia’s lips moved, a smile appearing on her face.
She raised her eyes, and the silver mirror on the dressing table reflected only a slender and sickly girl, with a dejected mood. Where was the brightness of the sun?
“Well, in short, in Ig’s heart, you are unique. Since you can’t let go of him, Ig naturally can’t forget you either… And, Verafia, don’t overthink it, cheer up a bit, at least now, aren’t you doing okay?”
Ophi said. Suddenly, she realized that such words were not very appropriate to say in front of the young girl, and quickly clenched her little fists:
“Well, even if that goddess inside your body dares to appear, I’ll definitely help you drive her away!”
“Pfft.”
Seeing the Ice Dragon Girl showing her little fangs and clenching her pink fists, looking serious and protective, Verafia couldn’t help but smile. However, due to her rapid breathing, her little face was slightly flushed, and she coughed a few times.
After a long while, when her physical discomfort had slightly eased, Verafia raised her head and saw Ophi’s slightly worried face. She said, “Thank you, Little Fei.”
“Heh… I told you, we’re friends.”
The Ice Dragon Girl embarrassedly scratched her hair and said again, “Oh, right, we were just talking about going to play on the ship… Uh, you wait here, I’ll go find shoes and socks for you!”
Turning to look at Ophi’s retreating figure, the girl’s slightly higher heels made clear “tap-tap” sounds on the wooden floor. Verafia’s fair little face still had a slight blush, and she showed a faint smile.
…
Taking the over-the-knee white silk stockings from Ophi’s hand, her slender jade fingers held the opening of the stockings and pulled them up to the root of her thighs. The slightly tight fabric indented her fair, tender flesh.
Verafia let out a slight gasp before covering the hem of her skirt between her legs again. Even though she was slender, her perfectly shaped jade legs, accentuated by the slightly thick over-the-knee stockings, were tucked into low-heeled white ankle boots. She stood up and followed Ophi’s brisk figure toward the room door.
Pushing the door open, a cold wind blew towards her, ruffling a few strands of her hair and causing Verafia to shiver slightly.
The current season was the Fire Moon of summer, but the merchant ship had already sailed into the Northern Ice Ocean, bringing a coldness like deep winter.
“Ugh, it’s so cold…”
Verafia couldn’t help but rub her hands together slightly, thinking in her heart.
The concept of cold was a very unfamiliar memory for high-level adventurers. They could resist the cold with magic and Dou Qi, or directly control elements. As for Ophi beside her, she was born in the frost and cold, an Ice Dragon, so she naturally had no concept of cold.
Although Verafia was the deity of blazing flames and possessed the Divine Spark of fire, in order to slow down Herafir’s revival, she had voluntarily sealed her Divine Spark and magic power, and no longer used her spiritual power to control elements. Her body, lacking divine power, was much weaker than ordinary girls.
After arriving in the Northern Ice Ocean, she rarely left the room equipped with the Flame Crystal magic device. Even when she went out, Ig accompanied her, using his magic to shield her from the cold wind. Being directly exposed to the cold wind like this seemed to be the first time.
However, she, the goddess of flames, was afraid of the cold. If this were to be said, no one would believe it, right?
Verafia thought to herself, her gaze lowered, looking at the light white dress adorned with lace that she was wearing. This silk long dress was bought for her by Ig in the small town. Although it was beautiful and comfortable enough, it clearly did not have the function of resisting the cold wind.
Ophi, seeing her shivering appearance, quickly remembered that Verafia’s body was too weak to resist the wind and cold. She quickly grabbed her little hand and transferred her magic power.
Although it was frost magic, under Ophi’s control, it would not freeze the girl’s body.
Seeing that the girl’s face quickly regained some color, Ophi breathed a sigh of relief, then shook her little head and looked around, saying, “Verafia, why don’t we go play over there… maybe Ig is there too.”
Verafia raised her head and looked at the ship’s cabin she was pointing to. This was the sailors’ lounge on the merchant ship, where they often gathered for entertainment during their off-duty hours.
“Mhm.”
Verafia pursed her lips and nodded.
Seeing her agreement, Ophi’s little face immediately showed a happy smile, and she pulled her towards the ship’s cabin.
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Verafia supported the stairs and followed Ophi into the ship’s cabin. For the two rare and beautiful girls on the merchant ship, most of the sailors had either seen them or heard of them, so no one stopped them.
“Tap.”
Her heels landed on the wooden floor, a touch of exquisite pure white illuminating the dim tones of the space.
Verafia’s gaze moved around. The light shone down on the floor. Compared to the ships she had sailed on before, this merchant ship funded by the Langyaat Grand Trade Union and the Republic Congress was undoubtedly much better.
Whether it was the quality of the crew, or the arrangement and comfort of the cabins, even the mess hall, which served as a lounge for the sailors, was commendably clean, unlike its peers which were dirty and unbearable.
The boisterous sounds of the sailors echoed through the space.
The entire interior was filled with many leisurely sailors, gathered in groups of three or five, engaged in their own entertainment, their faces showing annoyance or joy.
The arrival of the two beautiful girls naturally attracted the attention of many people: “Hey, look, it’s the Dragonborn Miss and that Young Lady who rarely shows herself!”
During the voyage, Ophi, who was naturally lively and active, had interacted with many crew members. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, powerful strength, and noble identity, she had a good personality, and she wouldn’t get angry when teased. Ophi quickly gained the respect and affection of the vast majority of the crew.
As for Verafia, because she rarely moved around outside her room, most people didn’t know her name or identity. However, based on the respectful, even obsequious attitude of the captain and first mate when the girl boarded, and her relationship with Ig and Ophi, her identity was clearly not ordinary.
Furthermore, combined with the girl’s exquisite beauty and her frail demeanor of a noble lady, many people referred to her as “Young Lady.”
“Hmph, what Young Lady, isn’t it just relying on her so-called birth? This sickly body, and she still came out to sea with us? Are you not afraid of dying from illness in the Ice Ocean.”
Among the conversations, there were also voices that were not subtly sarcastic. Clearly, for him, he was not interested in Verafia, this coy and pretentious “Young Lady.”
“Hey, this Young Lady hasn’t offended you, don’t vent your frustration from losing the game. Moreover, she’s a guest brought by the captain. If you anger her, the boss might deal with you.”
Even so, the two sailors did not deliberately lower their voices. In their opinion, this “Young Lady” who had no trace of magic on her was just an ordinary girl and would not notice them in the noisy atmosphere.
Verafia merely shifted her gaze, looking around, without the slightest bit of concern.
Suddenly, a crew member disguised as a first mate pushed through the crowd and walked up to her: “Miss, are you looking for Lord Ig?”
