Chapter 295: Chapter 89 Preparation
“Tch, why are you acting like that… Alright, I won’t call you an idiot anymore! Ophi, I’m looking for you because I want some of your Ice Dragon blood!”
Miss Verafia placed her small hands on her slender waist, raising her fair, delicate face. Her scorching gold big eyes sparkled, and she loudly called out to the Ice Dragon Girl in front of her, full of energy.
“Eh, what do you want my blood for?”
Ophi instantly became alert. After all, even as a Dragon Clan member, having blood drawn arbitrarily could easily affect the stability of their life level and the upper limit of their power… Moreover, based on years of experience, she didn’t think Miss Verafia had any good intentions.
Sister Fraria had specifically warned her that in the world outside the forest, many people were quite greedy. Especially towards dragons, their blood, scales, and many other things were coveted… When she was alone, Ophi had to protect herself.
However, the Ice Dragon Girl suddenly realized that she didn’t need to ask anything of this mischievous phoenix who always bullied her. Thus, she puffed up her chest with courage and firmly refused:
“Wait! You despicable guy, wanting my blood, it’s obvious you have no good ideas… Hmph, I won’t give it to you!”
“Hey! It’s just a little bit of blood… Why are you so stingy!”
Seeing that she was refused, Miss Verafia’s raised eyes instantly became angry, and she shouted loudly. The girl looked at the Ice Dragon Girl who was forcefully shaking her head, her expression clearly full of hostility: “Wait, you don’t think I’m begging you for it, do you?”
Although Ophi didn’t make a sound, the proud look in her raised cheeks and her beautiful eyes, as clear as frost-blue crystals, clearly proved that the girl thought exactly that.
Ophi wanted to see this hateful phoenix make a fool of herself.
“Pfft, you idiotic Ice Dragon! I’ve roasted plenty of dragons before, you’re just an underage little ice dragon, do you think I’d fancy you that much?”
However, to Ophi’s surprise, what followed was Verafia’s mocking voice. Miss Verafia crossed her slender arms in front of her chest, her scorching gold eyes narrowed as she looked and said:
“I’m asking you for dragon blood for that guy Ig. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find a way myself!”
“Ig? Wait, you want my blood to refine the magic potion you talked about with the Wood Elf that day?”
Ophi immediately remembered. Although she was hiding aside and reading a storybook at the time, out of curiosity, she had still inquired from Flarn about the magic potion that Verafia and Ain had mentioned.
“Hmph, of course,”
Miss Verafia turned her small face away, crossed her arms, and huffed, continuing to shout: “If this guy wasn’t so useless and didn’t deserve my attendant’s status at all, why would I have spent so much effort collecting materials for him all these days!”
The Ice Dragon Girl’s small brain vaguely recalled that what the girl in front of her said seemed to be true and not exaggerated.
The Ice Dragon Girl became troubled. If Verafia’s request was unrelated to Ig, she would have refused without any guilt. But if it was for the magic potion refined for Ig, the Ice Dragon Girl didn’t know how to speak up.
Moreover, after Verafia mentioned it, Ophi only then remembered that Ig, the human youth she had a good impression of and who would play cards with her, was actually only at the Silver rank.
Ophi’s thoughts began to wander. She recalled Ig confront Blade last night, and the youth’s smug look. She couldn’t help but worry that this friend she had finally made might be beaten to death if he returned home.
…
Ophi, who was simple-minded but very understanding, naturally did not want to see her friend get hurt. Thus, without waiting for Verafia to say more, she gritted her silver teeth and agreed.
“Finally, I’ve dealt with this Ice Dragon… Ah, but it feels a little like deceiving a child?”
Although she said that, seeing the small bottle of Ice Dragon blood she had just collected, Verafia shook her head, feeling that it was not in vain to have acted like that and done things against her conscience.
Miss Verafia’s gold eyes roughly estimated the amount of Ice Dragon blood in her hand. According to her estimation, if it were put up for auction on the market, it would cost at least several thousand gold coins to obtain the essence blood of a Dragon Clan royal like Ophi.
Having taken so much blood, even for Ophi, it would at least take several months or even years to recover… Fortunately, the Ice Dragon Girl had received the inheritance of the Underworld Frost Dragon in the Land of Deathly Stillness, and had not yet fully absorbed it. Therefore, she could quickly replenish her consumed essence blood.
Miss Verafia sealed the storage bottle containing the dragon’s blood with magic and put it away. She raised her scorching gold eyes: “En, the materials are almost ready… When Ig returns, I can start refining it.”
As for awakening the power contained within the dragon’s blood through aggressive methods, “Mirdirna’s Gift” was not stable. Therefore, Verafia planned to carry out the final refinement only when Ig could consume it.
Of course, at Ig’s current level, if he were to directly consume this magic potion, although it wouldn’t be a sure death, even with Verafia by his side, it could easily damage the boy’s foundation, making further progress impossible in the future.
Therefore, Verafia had to use the trade with Dofiraia to create another magic potion that could slow down the impact of “Spirit Breaking Blood” as much as possible.
While thinking this, Verafia walked to Ig’s door. According to her memory, Ig would mostly meditate and cultivate alone when he was free, so she wasn’t afraid of not being able to find him.
Miss Verafia raised her slender white fingers and knocked forcefully on the door: “Ig, I have something to find you for!”
The door was quickly opened by the arriving youth.
Miss Verafia raised her eyes and scanned. In her line of sight, besides Ig, there was also a girl with ice-blue long hair dressed as a mage, and another unfamiliar girl.
“Miss Verafia.” Dofiraia stood up and greeted the young lady.
“Eh, why are you and Vicena both here… Didn’t you say you had some special matters?”
Miss Verafia asked doubtfully. She could naturally deduce that the unfamiliar girl beside Dofiraia was Vicena, who had disguised herself on a life level through magic.
“It’s already resolved. Thank you for your concern, Miss Verafia.” Vicena also stood up, picked up the staff placed beside her, and gave her a slight smile.
Miss Verafia’s suspicious gaze swept over the black-haired youth in front of her.
Ig, fearing that Miss Verafia would misunderstand, quickly explained, “Young Lady, Senior Vicena is here to guide my cultivation.”
