chapter 106 The Reason
“That was obtained by Herafir from the God of Ice.”
Ig came to his senses, glanced sideways at the girl’s gorgeous gold eyes, hesitated, and said, “She was going to give it directly to Little Fei, but that girl didn’t accept it, so she asked me to pass it on.”
This happened after Verafia ceded the position of Flame to Herafir, making her the Flame Goddess again, so Verafia indeed had no memory of it.
At that time, because of Verafia, Ophi was particularly sad and didn’t pay attention to Herafir, even sassed her, and then ran away.
“It’s her…?”
Her long eyelashes blinked lightly over her beautiful golden eyes, and Verafia murmured softly. From Ig’s words, she could roughly imagine the specific reason.
Actually, if she thought about it carefully, the origin of ice undoubtedly came from the God of Ice of Aer Continent. Who else could have killed such a deity, stripped away the origin of ice, and even given it to Ophi, if not Herafir?
But, Herafir…
Her slender jade fingertips unconsciously clenched.
Suddenly, a slender hand gently brushed her hair, lightly touching her face. The smooth touch, like that of a young girl, surprised Verafia for a moment. After reacting, she realized it was Ig.
The ice-blue dragon girl leaned beside her, with a flawless and seemingly clear face, but her ice-blue pupils showed concern. She hesitated for a moment: “I don’t know, Vera, what do you think of Herafir?”
Herafir, she is the God King of Flame, and also the girl’s “sister”. In fact, Ig always felt that Herafir had very complex feelings for Verafia… This naturally included pity for her “younger sister” and guilt for taking away her position.
That’s why she expended divine power to seize the origin of the God of Ice and gave it to Ophi, and then forcibly extracted the fragments of Verafia’s will, which should have been completely devoured by her, and handed them to herself.
It should be known that by completely merging with Verafia, she would then be the complete God of Blazing Flames. Forcibly breaking such completeness would cause immeasurable harm to Herafir, even surpassing the shattering of her divine spark, making her unable to reach the realm of the God King of Blazing Flames in her prime.
Sensing Ig’s gaze, Verafia hugged her arms in front of her chest, pouted her lips, and hummed softly, then looked at her with dissatisfaction:
“I know what you want to say. Isn’t it about sister… Hmph, I’m not petty, why wouldn’t I acknowledge her? The position of Flame Goddess was originally hers, and I have no objections to returning it to her.”
Verafia tilted her snow-white delicate face, and her slender jade hand suddenly grabbed the dragon girl beside her: “Moreover, compared to you, and Little Fei, this kind of thing is nothing… Hmm, rather than the identity of a goddess, I want the people and friends I like more. I should also thank her for giving me back to you all.”
Her voice gradually softened, and the emotions contained within made Verafia blush slightly.
Ah, why am I saying such shameful things in front of this guy again…
While thinking to herself, she buried her head slightly, her head touching something soft and tender, which made Ig groan a little awkwardly. Verafia paused for a moment, then realized she was embracing a dragon girl, and her hands on her waist seemed to be able to touch the maiden’s beautiful curves.
Well, this guy is still a dragon girl, it must be strange because of this… Well, how about not treating this guy as Ig, but as Little Fei?
Feeling the softness and gentleness of the girl’s delicate body, Verafia’s golden eyes turned slightly, and she maliciously thought of a good idea to dispel the awkwardness.
However, before she could even speak, a soft ripple of magic touched her.
She and Ig raised their heads at the same time. Before them, Serathris’s rich life aura gradually faded, followed by a tide like ice. In the coldness, there was an aura like that of a deity, crystal-like and flawless, exuding a coldness that transcended the material realm and represented laws.
Of course, Verafia knew that this did not mean Ophi had become the God of Ice.
The current God of Ice is Kaslet, and she is still on that forgotten continent in the north. Ophi merely carries a part of the divine power and laws of ice because of her past connection to the origin of ice.
Even so, it was still extraordinary. It should be known that the origin of a deity is second only to the divine spark in importance for any deity, and even a sliver of it can be considered a divine revelation.
To refine so much in one go, if Herafir hadn’t suppressed most of the divine power of the ice divine origin beforehand, and if Ophi, carrying the will of the ancient water spirit, hadn’t refined a part of the origin of ice, Verafia would probably have worried that she would be frozen into an ice block.
Sensing that the magic covering the room by Serathris was gradually fading, Verafia raised her head and let go of Ig. Her golden eyes lifted, and she saw the wood elf turn around. In her eyes, aside from Serathris herself, was also Ophi, who was still immersed in the frost.
“Serathris, how is Little Fei doing?”
“She’s completely fine. And, it was much easier than I imagined… Truly worthy of carrying the will of the water spirit.”
Taking a slight breath, Serathris slightly recovered her depleted magic power, and a slight smile appeared on her exquisite face: “Perhaps soon, she will awaken with a new identity.”
“Heh heh… That’s good.”
Verafia lightly pulled a strand of her hair, blinked her golden eyes, “But, it’s also thanks to you, Serathris. If it were me now… I probably wouldn’t be able to withstand such power, let alone help this girl.”
“It’s nothing. However, Verafia seems very concerned about Miss Ophi.”
“Of course.”
Verafia raised her snow-white face, looking charming, “Just like you and Iris back then, Little Fei is also my friend. Moreover, if this silly, clumsy dragon isn’t taken care of, she might be snatched away by someone.”
Looking at the girl’s proud expression, Ig rested her chin on her hand, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
This young lady is bragging here while Little Fei doesn’t know. Isn’t it you who takes care of her more… Well, even if Little Fei knew, she probably wouldn’t mind.
A hint of remembrance flickered across Serathris’s face.
“By the way.”
Verafia’s voice rang out. She raised her head: “I never asked, Serathris, what was the reason for you coming here?”
