Chapter 619 chapter 77
“Little Niya, don’t mess around.”
While the Ice Dragon Girl was lost in thought, Ain quickly ran over, picked up Niya, and placed her aside. She tapped Niya’s head in a scolding manner, then looked at the girl somewhat worriedly.
Even if they weren’t dragons, the legends of elves never lacked noble creatures like dragons.
Although, compared to dragons in the outside world, most of the dragons among elves were peace-loving and gentle. However, these dragons were all quite resistant to having their horns and tails touched.
If a taboo was violated, even the gentlest among them would become extremely violent. In the stories, after devouring the offending elf, the tribal elders could only lower their posture and apologize.
Therefore, although Ain knew that Ophi was a good dragon with a good temper, she was also a little worried that the angry Ice Dragon would swallow Niya whole just now.
Ain quietly glanced sideways again. Seeing that she seemed to be spacing out and not angry, she couldn’t help but feel relieved, then glared angrily at Niya.
Niya lowered her head guiltily.
“I feel like… there’s something special… Is it because of Veer’s blood?” Ophi was still recalling the feeling at that time, murmuring with her lips.
“Little Fei… did you just call me?”
Verafia, who suddenly appeared, startled the Ice Dragon Girl. Verafia lightly flicked her golden eyes, her dazzling and gorgeous pupils gazing at her, a slight smile appearing at the corner of her lips, “Is there something, Little Fei?”
“No, no!”
The girl with ice-blue long hair quickly shook her head, like a frightened cat, her frosty pupils dodging slightly, “I was just spacing out…”
“Tsk, spacing out… As expected, you’re an idiot Ice Dragon.” Verafia’s golden eyes swept over her, showing a hint of amusement. She raised her pure white chin, her voice carrying a touch of playfulness.
Ophi’s snow-white face turned slightly red, but she couldn’t refute this person who suddenly became mischievous and teased her. She simply turned her head away, refusing to look at her.
Ig also walked to the side of the girls. The Wood Elf opposite them suddenly raised her face:
“By the way, Ig and Miss Verafia, I estimate that this sword will be handed over to you in half a month’s time… and, most likely, just the most basic sword.”
This was the result of discussions between Verafia and the Wood Elf. She had personally searched through her own and the Flame Goddess’s memories for several suitable sword forging blueprints, modified them, and then handed them back to Ain.
What she thought was, since Ain had already smelted it to this extent, why not be more direct and try to erase the traces of “End” from the past as much as possible, making it a new sword.
Verafia suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
After arriving in reality from the flames, her sword, in Ig’s hands, had undergone the corrosion of time and countless tempering… but in essence, it was still the End that she had used before.
But… if these traces were erased, would the new sword still be considered her closest companion from the past?
Suddenly, her small hand was gently held. Ig could feel her reluctance and gently rubbed her little head, “Veer, this sword… is your memory, and also, the starting point of our beginning. How about we keep it?”
“Mm, I don’t need it anymore… I’ve already thought it through clearly.”
Verafia shook her head, raising her golden eyes, and suddenly a gentle smile emerged, “Like I said, this decision is the best… However, if we keep repairing the original End, this sword will only ever be barely usable. I don’t want it to gather dust.”
“Since I’ve already changed, how can End remain old forever… Besides, this sword has already been given to you?”
Just like her in the past, the End in Ig’s hand was merely an object from the previous era, ravaged by the erosion of time.
Since she had completely abandoned her past identity as Lothel, as a man, and become the current Verafia, what reason did she have to stubbornly keep End suspended in past memories?
“However, Ig said this is the starting point for this young lady and you… That’s quite nice. Hmm, as a token of love, I’ve decided, this sword should still be called End.”
She suddenly raised her small face, her laughter like silver bells, but with a touch of assertive dominance.
Ig’s face couldn’t help but show a few smiles. His hand stroked the girl’s silky beautiful hair.
“Mm, right. Also!”
The girl suddenly raised her pure white little face again, her delicate face like white jade, slightly showing a hint of blush under the light. She wanted to meet the boy’s gaze but felt a bit shy, so her eyes couldn’t help but droop, and she simply tugged at his arm with her small hand.
“You promised that this is the beginning for this young lady and you… still a token of love, you guy, you must cherish it… and, this young lady still remembers, you promised back then that you would restore End to its former glory, you can’t forget it!”
She suddenly remembered, was giving End to Ig somewhat like forcefully shoving a beautiful maiden into Ig’s embrace?
Just imagining it, her little head instantly became bad.
She, in the past, was Lothel, but she became a girl, gladly falling into the hands of Ig, who should have been manipulated by her… End, in the past, was her sword, her closest companion, her brother, now, being reforged like this, could it be considered turning End into a beautiful girl and giving her to Ig?
Thinking this way, was it like she was shoving her “younger sister” into Ig’s bed?
— Eek! There’s no sister-love or anything like that at all!
Verafia quickly lowered her small face, trying hard to suppress her bad, wild thoughts.
Seeing the girl’s face suddenly turn crimson, Ig guessed that her little head was thinking of some messy, embarrassing things again, and couldn’t help but smile.
“Of course. However, Veer, you’ve made one slight mistake… this sword is not mine. It is the sword of the young lady and me, together.”
Although the words sounded gentle, it was evident that they conveyed deep affection.
Verafia couldn’t suppress her shyness any longer. The heat of her tender shyness spread across her face, and she couldn’t stop it. She simply raised her small face briefly:
“Mm! You guy, even at this moment, you don’t forget to tease this young lady… It’s infuriating!”
Before her words even fell, she quickly turned her head away.
Ig smiled. He thought, no, Veer, you were the one who revealed it yourself? I was just following up on what you said, why are you suddenly shy?
Well, this girl’s little head must be thinking of naughty things.
Ig smiled wistfully. He couldn’t help but imagine the shy expression that this exquisite young girl would show after marriage.
However… a shy young lady is indeed the cutest… perhaps, I should deliberately tease her a few times in the future?
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Final push towards the deadline..
