Chapter 612 Chapter 70 The Secret
Verafia’s slender jade fingers tugged lightly at Ig’s sleeve, her golden eyes, tinged with shyness, looked up slightly, telling the young man that his actions were causing her much distress.
Suddenly, Ophi’s clear and pleasant voice broke the lingering, passionate atmosphere between the two.
“Tch, you two as a couple for so long, clearly liking each other so much and caring for each other, why… are you still like people who just started dating?” She crossed her arms, her frost-blue eyes glancing slightly, expressing a bit of dissatisfaction.
“Ha… perhaps, it’s worrying about not being able to stand before Veer. But, it is indeed a pointless thought. Being able to be by Veer’s side now is already very good.”
Ig also realized that his emotions had been too obvious just now, so he forced a laugh, trying to smooth things over, and clasped his right hand in the young girl’s palm, fingers intertwined.
“Mmm, it’s not like that…”
Verafia shot him an displeased glance, her youthful red lips just parting, but the young man beside her ruffled her little head forcefully, stroking her beautiful hair, and changed the topic:
“Just now, what were Veer and Little Fei talking about?”
Verafia’s golden eyes flicked in displeasure. Ig seemed to already understand what she was going to ask, so he didn’t even bother with her preamble and directly changed the subject.
“This idiot, does he really not want this young lady to know? Doesn’t he know that this young lady can just ask directly?”
The young girl thought grumpily, but she saw the slightest hint of nervousness hidden beneath the young man’s slight smile as he looked at her, and her heart immediately softened.
Ig, that kind of expression was clearly out of concern for her. But since he didn’t want to say it and had deliberately interrupted her, why should she force herself to go against his wishes in the name of “concern”?
It was like what Little Fei said… she cared about him, and he loved her, and that was more than enough. She shouldn’t become the kind of woman who, without leaving even a shred of secrecy, would be so obsessed as to want to control Ig entirely.
Yes, back then, as Lothel, she had no interest in such a girl.
With her thoughts cleared, Verafia’s snow-white jade face bloomed with a serene smile. She placed her little hand in his arm, pulling gently. Her delicate eyelashes blinked slightly between her golden eyes, and she said in a clear, bell-like voice:
“Just now… it seems we were talking about Miss Fraria, Little Fei’s elder sister’s flame.”
“Right, right. Veer said that Elder Sister’s flame is not an ordinary dragon’s breath… the will of the flame is different from ordinary flames, and the reason I can understand it is because I am also special?”
Ophi held the young girl’s slender white hand, her frost-blue eyes showing a hint of curiosity.
“That’s not true!”
Verafia cheerfully raised her little face and turned to look at the Ice Dragon Girl, giggling like a clear bell and saying with a soft laugh, “Although I don’t know how Gedohoya managed it, that day, the flame that Fraria brought down, this young lady clearly saw it as Salamander’s color… this is completely different from ordinary flames.”
Salamander, it seemed, was the name of a fire spirit from ancient times… Ig suddenly recalled that when they fled to the coast, and the princess of the red dragon descended from the sky, the girl in her arms had indeed uttered its name in surprise.
Ig’s free palm pressed into his clothes, touching the fiery red scales radiating intense heat. This was a precious dragon scale that Fraria had given him when they parted.
“In Verafia’s eyes, does Miss Fraria have any connection to this legendary fire spirit?”
Just as Ig was thinking, Verafia suddenly turned her head towards him, her golden eyes flicking. She suddenly grinned mischievously and raised her chin, white and clean:
“Hmph, it’s just you, worrying so much about strength… perhaps Little Fei will reach Saint Rank even faster than you!”
Ig couldn’t help but smile, extending his hand to rub her little head, knowing in his heart that this young lady was probably expressing her displeasure at his perfunctory change of topic.
However, the young lady’s tone was mostly a display of tsundere.
After successfully defeating Douglas, Ig wasn’t that concerned about his own strength. Moreover, Ophi herself was a dragon of noble blood and extraordinary talent, so it was natural for her to reach Saint Rank faster.
Ig suddenly thought of another question. He gently stroked the girl’s silky, soft golden hair, but in his heart, he wondered why this girl had suddenly brought this up, perhaps just on a whim, wanting to tease him?
“Heh heh…”
A sudden low voice startled Ig, causing him to look up sharply, but he immediately reacted:
“Anderdun?”
After arriving on the Aer Continent, Ig had re-signed the contract with this former Deathwing of the Demon Race on Verafia’s behalf. Since then, that dark demonic shadow had long been hidden within the Godhead of the deceased, and Ig hadn’t forgotten him at all.
At this moment, Anderdun’s voice suddenly appearing made Ig vigilant.
“Hey, kid, you think too little of your own talent. With the Demon King’s blood, plus the gift from that idiot woman, perhaps the entire Demon Race will envy your talent.”
Anderdun, ignoring the boy’s reaction, continued: “However, what Verafia said is indeed not wrong. This Ice Dragon, hehe…”
The sudden turn in conversation, bringing up Ophi’s name, and the strange smile made Ig’s pupils constrict.
“Young man, don’t misunderstand. This Seat has no ill intentions towards her. I am merely sighing, borrowing the words of that Goddess Princess.” Seemingly sensing the boy’s thoughts, Anderdun’s voice followed.
“Borrowing the Young Lady’s words to sigh, in his eyes, is Little Fei also a special dragon…?”
“Yes, if Miss Fraria has a not-insignificant relationship with the fire spirit Salamander, then Little Fei, as her sister…”
Ig couldn’t help but think again of the frost dragon girl whose dragon blood resonated with Ophi’s in the black dragon’s illusion, and even the peculiar “fusion” that occurred between him and the young girl when facing Douglas.
Was it not only because of his True Sight Eye, but also due to Ophi’s special identity?
But, Anderdun…
Ig subconsciously looked up, only to find that the two young girls before him hadn’t noticed anything unusual about him, as if they hadn’t noticed Anderdun’s awakening, and were happily chatting.
“Hey, it’s just as you thought, only you can sense me. Although it’s a bit difficult to hide it from Verafia, but now, she only has authority and no divine power…”
A strange laugh erupted, and Ig looked up sharply. Black weapons swirled around him, and Anderdun’s dark shadow, stored within the Godhead of Death, spread before the young man.
His pupils constricted. Beyond the gloom, a presence like an ancient ferocious beast, ferocious and evil, stared directly at him.
And the people around him remained oblivious, even the dragon girl and the Goddess Princess beside him seemed to notice nothing.
