Chapter 100 Ice Dragon Girl and Water Spirit (Part 1)
Her feet, like a young girl’s, clad in black silk, stepped onto the soft carpet. With her chin slightly raised, Igter was about to speak when he saw Verafia rushing over, holding a pair of exquisite, crystal-clear high heels in her small hand.
“There’s also this… You can’t go out barefoot, can you?”
The joyful sparkle in the young girl’s beautiful golden eyes made it impossible for Igter to refuse.
“It’s just a pair of shoes, right? As long as it makes this young lady happy, what’s the big deal?”
Her ice-blue eyes fluttered slightly under her eyelashes. When she opened them again, Igter clenched his right hand, encouraging himself. He took a deep breath and slipped his feet into the crystal high heels brought by Verafia.
Standing up, the slender heels made Igter unconsciously straighten his posture. A faint blush of shyness appeared on his snow-white, beautiful face. After getting a little used to them, the young dragon girl’s tail swayed gently, and she tried to take a step.
“Eek!”
A small cry came out. The girl’s slender ankle twisted, and she stumbled, but she didn’t fall. Verafia, who had caught up from behind, quickly supported her arm.
“Really, Igter is a girl now, so she can’t wear high heels… Oh, right, I remember Little Fei saying before that when she wears high heels, she often uses her tail to keep her balance.”
While supporting the girl, Verafia tilted her pure white delicate face and spoke cheerfully. Igter opened his mouth, about to say something, when he suddenly saw the excited look in the girl’s golden eyes. She gently held his wrist and returned to the silver mirror on the floor.
“Igter, take a look quickly… Hmph, I’ve dressed you up, haven’t I!”
Verafia gently flicked her golden hair and said proudly, lifting her small face.
Hearing the girl’s words, Igter couldn’t help but lift his face. His ice-blue gaze met the light and shadow in the silver mirror.
Even though he had a rough idea of this body before, and had looked at the dragon girl in the mirror more than once when Verafia was dressing him up, he was still startled when he looked up and saw himself in the mirror this time.
She was still the ice-haired dragon girl. Under the luxurious, dark blue evening gown, the ornate corset cinched tightly, further accentuating the girl’s slender waist, making it seem as if it could be held in one’s hand. Her already tall stature, with Igter’s unconscious chest puffed out, was even more perfectly outlined.
Behind her delicate figure, a pair of crystal-clear dragon wings were slightly spread, stirring a few strands of the ice-blue hair that Verafia had carefully combed. Beneath the magnificent skirt, her jade feet stepped lightly. The high heels, also made of gems, had luxurious decorations. Behind her two slender black legs, her ice-blue dragon tail swayed gently.
“This… this young girl…” Igter’s voice, as clear as crystal or gems, was filled with bewilderment.
The girl wore a pair of black lace long gloves on her jade hands, seeming unsure of where to place them. The sapphire-like dragon horns in her hair refracted strands of light. On her slightly emerging, blush-colored, exquisite face, her pair of ice-blue eyes seemed even more confused and helpless, making her all the more pitiable.
Although she was also a blue-haired, ice-eyed dragon girl, Igter could confirm that there was quite a difference compared to Ophi. Compared to that naturally adorable and delicate little princess of the Dragon Clan… she now exuded more of a commanding aura, ice-blue and clear, like crystal extracted from ice.
At this moment, a small golden head poked into the silver mirror. She pounced on Igter, startling her and causing an expression of panic to appear on her face.
However, Verafia clearly didn’t care about her. She raised her head on her own and carefully examined Igter with her big golden eyes. An unhappy expression appeared on her snowy cheeks.
“Why does even someone like you, Igter, have more femininity than I do?”
Compared to the tall and curvaceous figure of the ice dragon girl, Verafia, who was a whole head shorter, could only be described as petite.
She unconsciously lowered her head slightly and looked at her own chest, which could be called barren, and couldn’t help but complain in dissatisfaction, “Why, even though I’ve grown up, why do I still have such a childish body!”
Igter looked at the girl’s pouting delicate lips and let her gaze drift to her body. Indeed, Verafia now was not much different from when she was the Flame Goddess, and in some ways, she even looked more childlike.
Although she was referred to as a young girl, the girl’s petite body and youthful face could almost be described as a half-loli.
“Ha, Young Miss, being small is also cute…”
Verafia’s face whipped around, and the murderous gaze in her golden eyes made Igter flinch back, regretting it. Why was she mocking this young lady when she wasn’t really a girl?
“Ahem… Alright, Veer, can you… change me back?”
“Change back?”
Her golden eyes flickered, and Verafia’s nascent resentment instantly vanished. She wrapped her jade lotuses around her chest, her pure white snowy face tilted slightly. “This has nothing to do with me. But, Igter, why don’t you try to guess why you’ve become an ice dragon girl?”
Hearing the girl’s words, Igter’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Becoming an ice dragon…
In her hazy memories, and from Verafia’s account, it was because when facing Aineit, Ophi had stood in front of her… Moreover, both the ice and the dragon-girl form seemed inseparable from the ice dragon girl.
But, just as she had said, she wasn’t very similar to Ophi now.
Igter’s gaze returned to the mirror.
If she were to find a reference, it would be more like the silver-ice Dragon God girl in the memory of the demonic dragon Midirna…
Thinking of this, Igter gently clenched her fist. A faint ice-blue glowed, subtly condensing into a slender spear blade of solidified ice. She swung it gently, and the familiarity with the moves and spear techniques seemed to be ingrained in her muscles and body. In the next moment, the magnificent yet incredibly sharp spear techniques seemed ready to be unleashed.
Igter remembered that this was the spear technique once used by the Dragon God girl to slay dragons. After obtaining Midirna’s mental fragments, Igter had tried to study it several times, but only managed to grasp the superficial layers, and then gradually gave up. She never expected that it would feel as if she was born with it now.
“Hmph, you’ve found out?”
Verafia slightly grabbed her soft gold hair with her jade fingers and tilted her golden eyes slightly. Seeing the dragon girl look back, she smiled triumphantly, “I told you before, the current Igter doesn’t actually have much to do with that clumsy dragon, Little Fei…”
After thinking for a moment, Verafia felt that this was not quite right. She scratched her head and playfully stuck out her tongue, adding, “Well, of course, there’s still a little bit.”
“Then, who is this silver-ice dragon girl…?” Igter said hesitantly.
“This silver-ice dragon girl? Hmm, you mentioned it to me before. The dark demonic dragon Midirna, He truly existed in history. However, regarding this dragon girl, I haven’t heard of her in any legends of the Dragon Clan or Elves.”
Igter hesitated for a moment, then saw a hint of an interesting smile appear on the girl’s pure white jade face. She cheerfully raised her golden eyes.
“In other words, this dragon girl actually never existed. Rather, she is you, Igter yourself.”
