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Volume Three: The Blue-Eyed Trinity Chapter Two: The Snow in the North

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    The blue-scaled Sylfide carried its sister flying in the air, flying to the other side of the sky that was bluer than its scales.  m

    Winter is coming, the leaves of the plants have fallen off, and there are few pedestrians or animals.  Looking at this scene from high in the sky, it does look a bit depressing.

    The cold wind has no effect on Sylphid and Tabatha. Maybe Tabatha used to use the wind barrier formed by magic to block the cold when she was a human, but now as a dragon vein, she is very adaptable to ordinary bad weather.  Stronger.

    As for Sylphyd she is just a dragon, and she doesn't care about the cold or heat.

    ??If she would care about anything else

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    ¡°Sylphid is humming softly because her stomach is hungry.

    But if you disturb your sister who is studying, she will be angry.  Sylphid, who was troubled and didn't know what to do, looked sideways at the girl who was once her master.

    A girl reading a book leisurely was riding on Sylphid's neck with her head slightly behind her. Her short blue hair was flying in the wind.

    He was originally a human being and his own master.

    A lot of things have happened, and it really makes me miss the years we spent together.  But after a long slumber, everyone was awakened by my dear one after another.

    ??Sylphid is not good at thinking about problems. Anyway, now that she has survived, she must enjoy the hard-won new life.  However, the current relationship between my dear and myself is indeed a bit strange. Why does my dear show such a strange expression when I want to have sex with my dear?

    Naturalblack?

    "Sylphid's mind is relatively simple. She did not continue to press this dangerous issue. Instead, she began to feel sad and even put aside the matter of being hungry for the time being.

    My "sister" returned to this world a little later than me this time. It stands to reason that she is my sister now, but she had to admit defeat after being knocked on the head.

    Her body seems to be no different from the one she remembers when she was in school, the petite figure that stopped growing taller when she was twelve years old.  Although he grew a little taller later on, there was not much difference, and the impression of his slowly aging posture was a bit blurry.

    There is still no expression in the blue eyes behind the glasses. Like a cold ancient well, there are only a few people who can make her eyes glow with color.  And this constant expression makes it impossible to tell whether she is immersed in the book or just turning the pages casually.

    Her cold side face is as beautiful as a quiet spring, but there is a clear, transparent, cold air like the cold wind in winter, which brings a bit of vicissitudes to the innocent face of the girl.

    She is Sylphyd¡¯s important sister and former master, Tabatha.

    Time passed and the world changed, but they finally flew together in the sky again.

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    Sylphyd¡¯s stomach was growling again.

    "Ah, I can't stand it anymore!"  Even if my sister is angry, I don¡¯t care!  Sylphy doesn't care about anything!

    Sylphyd, who could no longer bear it, began to demand from her sister

    "I'm starving to death. I'm starving to death. I'm starving to death."

    Tabatha raised her head and looked at her "sister".

    Sylphid, who noticed her sister looking at her, hummed happily.

    "Huh~huh~ My sister's face finally moved~ She finally came to see Sylphy"

    Sylphyd calls Tabatha her sister. It was true that she used to be called her sister, but now she is a real sister.  Sylphyd, who had a simple personality, had completely forgotten about being hungry because she was happy that Tabatha was looking at her.  Because it was rare to talk to Tabatha, I couldn't help but talk too much.

    "Sister, you are very cute today! I am so happy!"

    ??Looking from the outside, Sylphyd is a young blue dragon about six meters long.  The beautiful blue scales all over its body are like transparent, shining in the winter sun.  Its outstretched wings are longer than its body.  Its powerful and huge wings allow it to fly freely in the air.

    It was once a rare ancient species in the world of "Halkogenia" - Yunlong.

    The Yunlong clan has a higher IQ than humans, outstanding language skills, can control native magic, and can spit out flames even while flying at high speeds. It is a very powerful fantasy beast.  Although it fluctuates due to individual differences, the lifespan can be up to 2,000 years.

    If it wasn't for Hilfid to delay Tabasar's aging through a contractual relationship, it paid a lot of vitality.  Sylphyd will not die before the age of a thousand, which is equivalent to a human being of fiftyHe died around the age of 10 due to deterioration of his physical condition.

    However, Sylfed is no longer what she used to be. Although she still has the soul of the original Yunlong, her body's bloodline is very powerful, coming from "The Guardian of Life in Azeroth - the Red Dragon Queen" and "The North of Faer?n".  Star - extremely icy white night".  Speaking of Dorag's title, it seems that it will be different in different worlds. Sure enough, he is too good at tossing.

    "Today's weather is also very good! What do you think, sister?" Sylphid vibrated its throat, and the words in that lovely voice came out of its mouth, "Sister, what are you reading?"

    "The history of this world"

    "Is it interesting?"

    "Well enough."

    "Hey, tell me a story tonight"

    "good"

    ¡°Gah-gah-gah~~Sylphid chirped happily.

    Sylphid shook her head excitedly, and Tabatha's body also undulated violently with her head, but Tabatha still sat there steadily, her expression not moving at all, and she had an amazing sense of balance.

    Sylphyd¡¯s name was given to her by Tabatha, and the name has been used ever since.  In fact, Sylphy's name among dragons is Irkuku, which means breeze.  Sometimes, the "real name" thing can cause some problems, so it has always been used like this.  Tabatha's real name is also Charlotte, and she is still called Tabatha on ordinary days.

    Tabatha lowered her head to read again. Sylphyd was still chattering, but Tabatha no longer answered.

    Really!  Sylphyd was sad.  This reminded him of being hungry again.

    "I'm so hungry. Is there food yet? Is there food yet?"

    Although they had already eaten lunch, it was only thirty steaks according to human standards. For Sylphid, this was just a gap in her teeth, but under normal circumstances, her sister would not allow her to turn into a dragon in a human settlement.  .

    "I'm so hungry. I'm so hungry."

    "Don't make any noise"

    "If I don't say it, my sister will soon forget that I want to eat. So I have to say it more often. I'm so hungry. I'm so hungry."

    Mixed with the chirping sounds, Sylphyd continued to protest.

    "I'll let you eat it when you get to Miraba"

    "really?

    "ensure"

    "I'm so happy, so happy. I must have a full stomach this time. Eat meat~hehehehehehehe"

    Sylphyd hummed a song.  Because of its huge lung capacity, the loud sound it makes is no less than the sound of a strong wind sweeping past.

    Tabatha tapped its head lightly with her wand.

    "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts"

    ¡°Sylphid was screaming like a spoiled brat, not restless at all.

    "I told you not to make any noise"

    "Really, I can't do it anymore if I don't sing. By the way, sister, that CuiCui"

    "Drizzt" Tabatha said the name.

    "Uncle Galaxy. Why did you ask us to find that Drizzt?"

    "Old friend, six years ago."

    Tabatha replied quietly.  It seems that my father knows the specific things.

    The mention of the word "father" is still very complicated for Tabatha. She has not forgotten the father she admired in her memory.  But now, the person who accompanies him throughout his lifeor rather, the dragon.

    Thinking of this, she smiled very slightly and stroked Sylphy's neck.  I once had the thought "It would be great if Sylphy was a boy" before.  Later, I really don't know if it was a joke of fate, but a giant dragon boy really appeared in front of her.

    Sylphid purred in comfort as she was touched.

    Sylphyd felt the change in Tabatha and secretly looked at her sister's face.

    She usually has an expressionless face, even when she is unhappy, normally, even when eating, even when she is angry. Tabatha always has an expressionless face, and she only shows it when she is happy.  A very small smile, just like now.

    ¡°My sister is in a good mood, and I am in a good mood too.

    Hilfida ~~~ Guru ~~~ The low yelling.

    Just like that, riding on the cold wind at high altitude, we flew further north.

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    Drizzt leaned toward the fire, where flames were blazing in an old barrel containing ore.

    This is already the seventh winter that the dark elf has been drawing watches, but he is still not used to this cold weather.?.  Drizzt and his people spent dozens, even thousands of years in the warm underdark.  Although winter is still a few months away, the cold wind blowing from the spine of the world has already indicated the pace of winter.  Drizzt wore only a ragged blanket wrapped around his tunic, chain mail, and weapons.

    The Dark Elf couldn't help but laugh when he saw his friends arguing over a bottle of wine they had just received, mostly about who should take a sip, or who drank more just now, etc.

    Drizzt sat alone by the barrel. Although the people of the Weeping Monastery would not deliberately avoid him, they still rarely approached him.  Drizzt also accepted this situation. He knew that these fanatical monks would accept him out of actual need rather than because they really liked him.

    Although some people in this group enjoy being attacked by all kinds of monsters and think this is the perfect time to suffer, more realistic people would rather have a dark elf with strong martial arts skills and complete equipment to protect them.

    Although Drizzt is not satisfied with this kind of relationship, it is still acceptable.  When he left that warm valley, he was full of hope, but now he gradually succumbed to reality.  again and again!  As Drizzt approached the village, an invisible wall of vitriolic words, curses, and threats of force formed to keep him out.

    Drizzt ignored the cynicism.  As a ranger, you must be strong mentally and face your destiny bravely!  And he is now a veritable ranger.

    But when he was rejected most recently, Drizzt's confidence began to waver.  He had been driven out of Luskan, a city near the Sword Coast, but not by the guards, in fact he hadn't even come close to it.  The fear in Drizzt's heart kept him away from the crowd, more than any threat of force.

    On the road outside the city, Drizzt met a group of people from the Weeping Monastery. These wandering believers temporarily accepted him, partly because they could not get rid of him, and partly because they were in deep pain.  In his mood, he had no time to take into account any racial differences.  Two of them even crawled to Drizzt's feet, begging him to release their drowphobia and make them suffer.

    After the spring and summer, the relationship between them made some progress. When the monks were begging and suffering, Drizzt would silently guard them.  Generally speaking, the dark elf hates this kind of relationship. For him who sticks to his principles, it is even an act of deception, but he really has no choice.

    Drizzt stared at the dancing flames, pondering his fate.  Guenhwyvar will still answer his call, and his scimitar and longbow have made him invincible in many battles.  Every day he told himself that although he followed those incompetent believers, he still believed in Melikai and his heart.  He did not respect those believers and did not regard them as friends.  Looking at those five guys, drunk and drooling, Drizzt never wanted to end up like that.

    "Race does not mean glory."

    Drizzt murmured in a low voice. Every time he thought of the words that pierced his heart, and recalled the helping hand when his body and mind were at freezing point, he felt that he could still hold on.

    "Yinhemy friend, the appointed time is coming."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­a certain snake¡­¡­¡­¡­

    As promised, "Galaxy" will be updated during the day, although "Academy 3" may have to be moved to next week.

    ? Originally I planned to update a chapter.  But I really don¡¯t have the energy, so I¡¯ll catch up with ¡°Academy 3¡± next week.

    The story about Galaxy and Dorag's encounter was originally planned to be written in "Galaxy". Now that it's mentioned

    Well, it¡¯s not a bad idea to write here if you have time.
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