Miss Black Dragon Refuses to Be a Mount

"Uh..."

Ailolin actually still wanted to learn magic. After all, as someone who had once been from Earth, how could something as cool and powerful as magic possibly compare to those melee combat professions?

During her brief conversation with Vidian, the wind elements within Ailolin had recovered.

"Wow, they recovered that quickly?"

"Because your reserves are small, they naturally recover quickly."

"Alright..."

"Continue. This time, don't think about summoning a storm or anything. Just use the simplest magic and turn the wind elements inside you into real wind."

So, under Vidian's guidance, Ailolin gathered the wind elements within her once more and said in Dragon language, "Call the Wind."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~

The wind that rose this time was clearly stronger than the previous "storm," yet Ailolin had only used half as many wind elements as before.

It seemed that as long as she used the right method, she could improve the efficiency of her magic.

"Do you understand now? Magic of this power is what you're currently capable of casting."

"Mm, I understand."

Actually, Ailolin wanted to say that the magic she could currently cast had practically no power at all.

Once the wind elements she had just used were replenished, Ailolin said again, "Wind Bullet."

The Wind Bullet she summoned was only the size of a fist, but it had already gathered all the wind-attribute mana inside Ailolin.

Though the Wind Bullet was small, it was still offensive magic. Once Ailolin summoned it, it flew toward Vidian.

Vidian never expected Ailolin to dare cast magic at her, so by the time she reacted, the Wind Bullet had already struck her.

Bang!

A tiny Wind Bullet naturally could not injure Vidian's body, but part of her clothing was torn apart by its impact.

"Aahhh! My clothes!"

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

To Ailolin, what had just happened was purely an accident. She had not controlled the Wind Bullet to attack Vidian. In fact, she did not even know how to designate a target.

And now, Ailolin could no longer hold the Wind Bullet accountable, because after striking Vidian, it had shattered into wind elements and dispersed into the air.

Watching the expressionless Vidian approach her, Ailolin sensed grave danger and immediately took off into the sky.

"You think I can't catch you just because you flew into the air?"

"Calm down first! I-I'm hungry, so I'm going hunting!"

Ailolin found an excuse to flee. Of course, she knew that if Vidian wanted to pursue her, she would definitely be able to catch up.

But Vidian did not chase after her. She watched Ailolin's departing figure, then turned and returned to the house.

The mistake was hers. She had failed to teach her how to designate a target beforehand.

After changing out of her damaged clothes, Vidian decided to keep them. When Ailolin grew up someday, she would use them to demand compensation from her.

Asking for a million gold coins would not be excessive, right? This outfit had sentimental value.

In a second-floor room, Likaro lay by the window and looked outside. For someone as lively and restless as her, being confined to the room was quite unbearable.

The door was open, and Vidian knocked on the doorframe. "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Can I?"

"Mm."

Vidian walked over and supported Likaro's body. Likaro immediately wanted to thank her, but held herself back.

This big sister was very strange. Whenever Likaro had thanked her several times before, her attitude would worsen.

But if Likaro deliberately kept her distance from her, she would treat her very well.

It was truly impossible to understand.

Vidian helped Likaro outside, allowing her to see the scenery of the Southern Wilderness for the first time.

This place was a vast plain. The weather was clear today, and Likaro could even see the distant mountain ranges. Clouds and mist surrounded the peaks, while dense forests covered the foothills.

Across the plains, where visibility was excellent, Likaro could see many beautiful flowers, grasses, and trees. Winter in the Southern Wilderness still brought rain rather than snow, so it was never covered in accumulated snow.

Even so, winter in the Southern Wilderness was much colder than summer. Likaro sneezed several times in succession, and her body began trembling involuntarily.

Seeing this, Vidian hurriedly found thick clothing and draped it over Likaro. However, because her clothes were more suited to the figure of an adult woman, they looked quite oversized on Likaro.

"There aren't any winter clothes for children, so just make do with this."

"Mm, it's fine."

Likaro finally no longer felt cold. Breathing in the fresh air, she prepared to ask Vidian beside her some questions.

Or perhaps, many questions.

P.S.: If there's anything you don't understand, you can join the group and ask. I'll do my best to avoid unreasonable plot developments, but for some plots that have already been hinted at or foreshadowed, you'll only understand them in later chapters. To put it simply, if you just gkd, there wouldn't be this problem.

Promo: Let me recommend another book. This should be the last one I promote so frequently these past few days~

Did the Young Master Die Again Today?

======Synopsis======

Looking at the thick medicinal soup in the bowl, Zhao Qingchan sighed helplessly.

"I've already reloaded nine times and still haven't completed this chapter's plot mission. If this keeps up, the dear readers will definitely scold me for tormenting the protagonist!"

This book is also known as I Uploaded Myself to the Gugu Website, <I Live Off Free Food and Drinks While Relying on Dear Readers' Favorites and Recommendations to Gain Cultivation Points Every Day>, and <Shocking! Malicious Comments Appearing in the Comment Section Actually Generate Punishment Dungeons>.

Chapter 1 - Childhood Friend 025 Forget-me-not

Likaro felt somewhat uneasy, because she was afraid Vidian would return to that cold and detached state.

But if she did not ask about the doubts in her heart, Likaro would feel very unwilling to let them go.

Vidian was expressionless at the moment, making it impossible to tell what she was feeling, but Likaro no longer wanted to remain silent.

"Um, can I ask you some questions?"

"What is it?"

Likaro chose to state things directly. "Why is your attitude sometimes warm and sometimes cold?"

When Vidian had taken care of her before, Likaro could feel that Vidian had genuinely treated her well. But whenever Vidian's attitude became cold, she treated Likaro without any emotion at all.

It was almost like she had a split personality.

"..."

After hearing Likaro's question, Vidian closed her eyes.

She did not answer Likaro immediately. Time seemed to have frozen just like that.

A long time ago, there was a dragon named Vidian. Gentle and kind by nature, her favorite thing to do was help others.

But that was a story of the past. The present Vidian did not want to form connections with anyone.

Still, the pitiful little girl who had nearly died because of Magic Outburst had touched the softest part of her heart. Thus, when she cared for Likaro, she was sometimes gentle and sometimes distant.

She had no intention of becoming friends with the little girl.

As for Ailolin, Vidian felt that she could at least talk with her, but that was only because Ailolin was of the same race as her.

In the end, Likaro did not receive the answer she wanted. Vidian responded to her with silence.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted, and both Likaro and Vidian fell silent.

In the end, Vidian broke the silence. "From now on, I'll maintain the same attitude."

"Um..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, alright?"

"Mm."

Likaro did not know what to say. Although she did not know what kind of person Vidian truly was, there were still some things she understood.

Just because she was young did not mean she understood nothing. She could tell that Vidian's cold attitude absolutely did not reflect her true heart.

Thinking about how Vidian lived alone in a place like this, Likaro asked, "Do you have any friends?"

"Of course I do."

Vidian answered decisively.

"Where are they all?"

"...All over the world."

"Do you still keep in touch with them?"

"I do."

In truth, she had only contacted one vampire, and even that had only begun recently.

After hearing Vidian's answer, Likaro fell into thought. Even if Vidian had friends, living in such a remote place all the time must still be lonely, right?

Little Black Dragon had told her before that Vidian might have lived here for many years already.

Just then, an eagle descended from the sky. Likaro recognized this kind of eagle; she had seen Vidian use one to deliver letters before.

Vidian found it strange that a letter had arrived at this time. After taking it out, she opened it and began to read.

The very first words made her frown, because the handwriting was not that vampire's, but belonged to another person she knew.

Sure enough, the signature at the end of the letter was Xiya's.

That witch... she could barely be considered a good friend, though they had not been in contact for a long time.

"Dear Vidian, how have you been lately? Ailolin should be with you, right? Knowing your personality, I'm sure you couldn't resist teaching her. She's a good child, and I'm sure you can sense that as well. Secondly, thank you for saving Likaro. This girl is very important to me. When I have the time, I will personally visit and thank you."

Vidian read the letter calmly, but as she continued, her expression darkened—

"Also, I want to say that running away cannot solve anything. Why suppress your own heart? We all want the Vidian from the past to return, so we can happily gather together again and reminisce about those days. That must be what that person wanted to see most as well, right?"

The final line of the letter read—be your true self again.

Several blue flower petals were also enclosed with it.

After reading the letter, some terrible memories resurfaced in Vidian's mind. Her emotions began to fluctuate violently, and before Likaro's astonished eyes, she tore the letter apart and flung the scraps into the air, allowing them to scatter with the wind.

"That bastard! After not contacting me for so long, she brings this up instead!"

Likaro was frightened by Vidian's reaction, but seeing what Vidian was doing now, she did not dare ask what had happened.

Ignoring Likaro, Vidian ran straight back into the house. A few glistening drops seemed to have been left where she had stood.

Not long afterward, Ailolin returned. This time, she landed steadily on the ground without making too much noise.

"Shh..."

Likaro gestured for Ailolin not to make any noise, then moved to her side with great difficulty and quietly recounted what had happened.

In short, Vidian had received a letter. After reading it, she tore it apart, then ran into her room and cried by herself.

Ailolin nearly thought she had heard wrong. Seriously? Vidian could actually cry?

Listening more carefully, she really could hear faint sobbing.

It gave her the feeling that Vidian's character setting had collapsed. Judging by her appearance alone, Vidian was already an adult woman, and she usually acted very mature. Not to mention, Ailolin had no idea how many years she had lived. Yet she could still cry like a child.

For a moment, neither Ailolin nor Likaro knew what they should do.

Inside the room, Vidian tightly gripped a bouquet of blue flowers. She inhaled their fragrance. Even after the passage of time, the bouquet had never withered.

These flowers were called forget-me-nots. They had been given to her by a friend who was very important to her, and she had preserved them until now.

That person loved flowers very much, which was why Vidian had planted flowers all around her home.

That should have remained in the past, but that hateful Xiya had not only mentioned that person in her letter, she had also enclosed several forget-me-not petals.

She clearly wanted Vidian to remember those memories she had deliberately forgotten.

She and Xiya could be considered good friends, but was this really how good friends greeted each other?