(Heartfelt thanks to Yunqi Qinggu, Gs Da Shi, Chao Zhe An An, Yume no Shouyou, Meng Ai Zhai Shen Q, Gong Lue Tian, and Erciyuan de Shuangxiezuo for their donations!)
(There would be double monthly tickets during the last three days of the month. Friends, you could save them for then. Ru Qing would make a separate post asking everyone for monthly tickets, and those who kept an eye on this book would receive a reminder, hehe...)
Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy...
At night, stars dotted the sky as the bright moon cast its glow. The crisp air, mingled with scattered moonlight, spread throughout heaven and earth like mist flecked with starlight, permeating the silent Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy...
At this time, only a few lights remained in Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy. The four student dormitories had almost entirely fallen into darkness, and faintly, many steady breaths could still be heard rising and falling from within the windows, proving that the students of Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy had already entered their dreams.
The seven dragon stables had also lost all light. Every dragon had fallen into deep sleep, making snorts far louder than those of humans. In the silent night, the sounds carried with an unusual rhythm, as though the dragons were singing some song. Though not pleasant to hear, it was very easy for it to bring peace to one's heart.
However, Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy was destined not to have a peaceful night tonight...
Near Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy stood a building.
It was an ancient-looking church.
At the center of the church stood a bell tower built from stone bricks.
Atop the church's bell tower stood two figures—one tall and one short, one large and one small, one male and one female...
The man wore an icy mask