Chapter 174 The Witch’s Request (Part 1)
The cold sky, dyed with frost, quietly sprinkled fine snow. The surroundings were a pure white, like a world of frost, yet the cold that could freeze life was difficult to penetrate.
As the embodiments of the frost calamity swung their spears, the ice-sealed buildings collapsed and turned into ruins. Amidst the shattered ice crystals and broken walls, surviving knights and priests urgently bandaged their wounds, using divine arts to heal injuries caused by the frost.
Even though the knights of the frost calamity were held back by Ophi, the mere ripple of law fluctuations caused many to suffer injuries.
Fortunately, for more than ten minutes after the North Wind Witch arrived, the frost calamity seemed to have suddenly stagnated, giving them time to make simple repairs.
However, it was obvious that the witch, rumored by countless people to be the embodiment of calamity, had protected their safety.
The knights gazed with complex expressions at the solitary, frost-haired maiden. The clear moonlight sprinkled behind her, stirred by the sound of the cold wind.
“Alright. Little Fei, don’t be angry anymore…”
A soft and pleasant girl’s voice gently touched the tranquil night.
Miss Verafia blinked her gorgeous golden eyes, rendering a delicate and soft hue. She tenderly comforted the girl with ice-blue hair.
The slender, ice-blue dragon tail swayed lightly on the snow-covered ground. Ophi sat on a block of ice, holding her dragon spear with both hands. Her delicate and exquisite face was puffed out, as if sulking, and she turned her head away.
From Caslette’s words, suddenly knowing that she had an elf within her body, and that her two friends had kept it from her, leaving her the only one unaware, made Ophi feel very wronged.
Therefore, even if Veer herself came, she couldn’t coax her!
Ophi thought petulantly, holding her small hands.
Miss Verafia raised her golden eyes and exchanged a glance with Ig, who stood on the other side of the girl. The black-haired young man wore a helpless smile.
Ig had never seen this ice dragon girl, who had always been sensible and endearingly naive, sulk so adorably like a child.
However, this young lady, usually proud and willful, also had such a gentle side? Hmm, from now on, childcare wouldn’t entirely fall on my shoulders.
Ig couldn’t help but drift into his own thoughts.
“Actually, it’s not that we intentionally didn’t tell Little Fei…”
Crouching down, Miss Verafia gently stroked the ice-blue hair of the dragon girl with fingertips like jade. She thought of a reason, lifted her snow-white, delicate face, and chuckled charmingly:
“Well, because that water spirit is the stuff of legends. I’ve never seen one. Even Little Fei’s sister and Gedohoya haven’t told Little Fei. There must be a deep meaning behind this…”
The ice dragon girl still puffed out her snow-white cheeks, sulking. Miss Verafia’s golden eyes suddenly blinked, and a mischievous smile appeared on her small face. She raised her delicate, jade-like hand and gently tugged at Ophi’s dragon horn, which was as exquisite and clear as a crystal gem.
“Eeee!”
She raised her head, revealing a graceful neck, and a sound like a mournful cry came from the girl’s singing voice. Her slender tail instinctively straightened, and Ophi’s turned face was filled with shame and anger:
“Veer, I told you, don’t touch my dragon horn, it’s very sensitive…”
Ophi’s voice was filled with spoiled discontent.
“Hmm, I can’t touch Little Fei’s horns? I’m sorry…”
Miss Verafia stuck out her tongue, but took the opportunity to stroke her dragon horn twice.
Yes, she had said before that this little ice dragon’s dragon horns were cool and felt really good.
Speaking of which, in her previous life, as Lothel, although she had seen quite a few dragons, she had never actually touched a dragon’s horn like Little Fei.
Only this silly dragon with a soft personality and a good temper would allow people to touch her horns. Even when she was angry, at most, she would just roll her eyes with tearful grievances…
So, if such a clumsy dragon isn’t bullied by me, should I let others bully her?
Thinking this, Miss Verafia’s face showed a smug expression. She provocatively winked at Ig, as if to say, “Hmph, you guy, you can’t do this like this young lady,” and then touched her horn again.
“Ugh, Veer…”
A soft and delicate voice came from the girl’s soft lips. Although she was sulking before, hearing the girl’s charming smile quickly dispelled her anger.
Or rather, she wasn’t really that angry.
She gently clutched Miss Verafia’s robe hem, her large frost-blue eyes blinking with a hint of hesitation.
“Undine… Veer said that’s the name of that elf. Father put her inside my body. So, should I be a dragon, or a water spirit?”
Miss Verafia hadn’t expected this little ice dragon to suddenly ask such a question.
“What are you thinking about, Little Fei? Undine… Hmm, it’s a good name. She is the embodiment of water, so naturally, she won’t affect Little Fei’s status as a dragon.”
“Then, Veer, do you know what kind of elf Undine is?”
Why is this ice dragon so curious… “Undine,” Miss Verafia only knew of her records. Even Herafir hadn’t seen her, let alone herself?
However, seeing the ice dragon girl’s yearning and curious expression, Miss Verafia blinked her eyelashes and gently stroked her ice-blue hair with her slender hand, thinking:
“Hmm, she must be an elf as cute as Little Fei.”
Suddenly, a soft footsteps landed on the thin fallen snow.
“Miss Verafia. You…”
“Eh, is it Miss Caslette?”
Upon hearing the girl’s voice, which was as clear and pleasant as ice and jade, but appeared slightly stiff, Ophi raised her head and saw the frost-haired girl approaching them.
She patted the snow off her skirt armor and stood up from the ground.
Caslette nodded gently at Ophi and Ig, then her gaze shifted to Miss Verafia, who had just stood up.
“Caslette, did you need something from this young lady?”
Miss Verafia turned her golden eyes to the frost-haired girl’s seemingly frail body.
In just ten minutes, even standing in the frost calamity, she hadn’t changed much. Her slender shoulders still carried the gray raven, her frost-like beautiful hair remained unstained by snow, and it fell silently to her slender waist.
However, in her hand, the ice-and-frost heart that she had taken from the chest of the frost calamity knight was no longer as dazzling and striking as before. It continuously surged like snowflakes, and the overflowing law fragments were completely solidified, as if sealed by the girl.
“I wanted to ask for a favor…”
Miss Verafia glanced behind her.
The sky and the city of ice seemed to merge into one, filled with thick frost. Even though she had previously swung her scepter like a sword to cut down a rift, it was gradually healing. Even the cold moonlight only sprinkled a faint trace.
“Caslette wants to talk about… the frost calamity, right?”
