She chose the elf who had mortgaged his Soul Fire for a small boat to bring her back from the river of time, and Tian Huhaoqi, whose eyes always flashed with tenderness and pity whenever he spoke of his mysterious apprentice.
She chose the present.
The snowman in her hands became less refined. The little snowman looked somewhat battered, bruised and swollen, with even one eye blinded.
—"From today onward, you are my apprentice, Zhuri. Now, you may tell me your name."
—"My name is Xunge."
—"Zhuri Xunge. Very good. You were destined to be my apprentice."
This was the true beginning of the story.
But then, a tuft of candle-flame-shaped snow fluff appeared at the little snowman's hair tips. A clump of snow shaped like a moon fox's canine tooth hung from its ear, while an exquisite owl feather made of snow drifted at its waist.
This was part of the story, even if part of it was already nearing its end.
The little snowman also had a cloak. Under the effect of a skill, that patch of snow became soft yet resilient, fluttering whenever the wind blew.
On the back of the cloak was a Moon Bear formed from silver Magic Patterns.
This was the story's wonderful interlude.
Summer Snowman · Xunge (Rollback Count: 9)
What an ugly little snowman. There was no artistry to it at all. She wondered whether Shivana had seen it through the screen; she would probably smile and curse in some slang.
Yet Yu Xunge was amused by the little snowman and revealed the most relaxed smile she had worn in the past two days.
This was also the first time she had made a little snowman with as many as nine rollbacks.
She made another identical one, and its rollback count was