"I was raised by my ordinary farmer parents as a hatchling for a long time. Although those mere dozen or so years were utterly insignificant compared to my lifespan of nearly seven hundred thousand years, for some reason, those were the memories that left the deepest impression on me—yes, I still remember how sincere my 'mother's' joy was when she realized she had a dragon daughter. I will also always remember the delight I felt as I secretly savored the fresh fragrance of wheat stalks in that mud-brick house. For a Chromatic Dragon, what an irreplaceably wonderful time that was. After all, I was merely a hatchling then, small, ignorant, and newly born. Those two uneducated farmers could never have known what the Chromatic Dragon race represented in this world..."
As she quietly recounted her childhood, Serallin, who had fallen into deep reminiscence, almost forgot the dangerous predicament of her imprisonment. The waves surging through her thoughts seemed to contain nothing but sincere memories of that carefree childhood.
At the same time, these emotions and memories that should have belonged solely to the Winter Princess seeped into the deepest reaches of Hajones's consciousness through the illusory connection jointly created by Soul Charm and Mind Fusion.
"...A young Chromatic Dragon had not yet fully awakened the power within her bloodline, so my evil nature had not erupted at that time. Thanks to the sparse population and scattered houses of that remote village, no one discovered my existence. Thus, a pitiable white dragon actually grew to the age of fifteen under the name 'Serallin' given by those farming parents. In fact, it was not until that warm thatched cottage could no longer contain me that I vaguely realized I could not keep immersing myself in the scent of fresh wheat and enjoying