"Hey, Anfa is a dragon." To this, Sio was indifferent: "The word ’dragon’ itself is very impressive, whether in power or appeal!"
"Not everyone likes communicating with people who are very smart and have a lot on their mind." Yisen Gard nodded slightly and then specifically clarified: "Of course, I’m not talking about you, Ian. You’re quite different from Golan, very charming!" ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel(ꜰ)ire.net
"There’s no need to say so much just to become my ally."
Meanwhile, outside the cockpit, the giant dragon merely said indifferently: "Show sincerity in the future, that will suffice."
Golan caught Mahdi’s undertones, sensing the warning against overstepping boundaries, so after a slight smile, she fluidly returned to the core chip without hesitation or further words.
The Dark Gold Colossus Dragon continued to turn away, leaving that subspace, heading towards Dragon Bone Plaza.
Sometime later, an Elf woman with green hair arrived at this place.
Mother of Anfa, Xiya Laieta Ash Lamp, appeared exhausted as she walked out of the Silver Gate. Upon seeing Yafada, she immediately began to complain: "What exactly is going on with your plan? Let’s set aside the fact that your ally lost to Mahdi, since he has a grudge against the old thing and is willing to help us... But aren’t you being a bit too rough with my darling?"
"In the ruins, no one can harm Anfa; that Ancient Dragon is always watching. As for being rough, can’t you see the young Unyielding Fortress and your darling are acquainted? They’re play-fighting."
Yafada sighed, showing vulnerability and honesty to his true ally over the years: "Xiya, stop talking. My heart is pounding, my head hurts, quickly transform this Split Soul into the Aether Plague... Lord Averlyn will not lose to Campari, but she’s not skilled at blocking."
"The final attack and counterattack opportunity is coming soon."
"I need to protect my precious daughter first." The Elf woman shook her head slightly: "Open the gate, Yafada, first teleport Anfa to a safe place."
"Hmm." Yafada didn’t waste words, preparing to use the Marks already placed on Anfa to activate The Gate and teleport Anfa away.
But at this moment, he revealed a subtle expression: "Hmm... It might not be the right time. My Marks have been blocked."
"Blocked?" Xiya raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze lighting up: "Is Anfa in danger?"
"No. Xiya, your child seems to be quite familiar with Mahdi, more so than we imagined. They seem to have their own little group, and Anfa actively blocked my teleportation."
Raising his eyebrows, Yafada curiously asked: "It seems your educational decisions have been quite successful—Mahdi has some connection with our Canaan Moore without needing an invitation from Golan."
"It seems sometimes you have to throw the kids out there to experience life, to have such wonderful encounters."
Xiya Laieta furrowed her brows slightly, then turned to look in the direction of the Dragon Bone Plaza. After pondering for a moment, she nodded with a sigh: "Yes. They’ve grown up. Whether it’s Mahdi or Ian, Sio or Yisen Gard... they are all truly outstanding."
Though she sighed with her words, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Next, it will be ’their’ era."
Sensing the approach of her friend’s aura, the silent Elf Girl raised her head, looking towards the Firmament of the plaza.
At this moment, having bid farewell to her father forever and had a brief exchange with her mother, Anfa felt little confusion in her heart, only melancholy.
[Since you chose to become a dragon, stick to it]
Her mother’s voice still echoed in her ears, and Anfa could still remember her mother’s soft embrace: [A new era is about to arrive, we can no longer catch up... only you can ascend it]
[Anfa, my child, you are my dream]
Dream... does it refer to the ’True Dragon Transformation Technique’ on her body or ’Dragon Vein Elf’, or perhaps her very existence?
To her mother, perhaps all three were one. Some things may not need to be overthought.
Holding such a subtle emotion, Anfa initially thought she wouldn’t be able to adjust her mindset before her friends arrived.
But when she saw the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon with the ’Mahdi’ aura descend from the sky, she widened her eyes and couldn’t maintain her slightly sorrowful expression, revealing a look of shock: "Ten Thousand Spirits..."
The words sprang from the Elf Dragon Maiden’s mouth without thinking: "Mahdi, how did you become a dragon before me?!"