Elvia was troubled.
For the past several thousand years, she had carefully selected a suitable mage master for herself. It seemed she had chosen a little too well.
No wonder she had always felt that Edna would lead her to greatness... Her intuition had been completely right, but this was a little too much.
As for the Mage Tower... Was there any Mage Tower more powerful than Joseph's Garden?
How wonderful! It could even let her soar in her dragon form!
Elvia shifted one wing to cover her head. Fortunately, it was ice and snow outside, with wind, frost, snow, and rain to help cool her nearly boiling mind.
She and Edna had signed a soul contract. Only death could separate them in this lifetime.
Elvia had been very happy spending these past few years with Edna, so even if she believed this girl would eventually become a powerhouse like Elminster, she accepted it.
After all, that Old Man could clearly live for tens of thousands more years.
As long as Edna had half that fellow's abilities, she could probably live into a future Elvia could not even imagine.
So she had mentally prepared herself, at least somewhat, for having a long-lived master. At worst, she would return to her old life. As the Undead put it, she would commute... go to work when there was something to do, return to see her companion when there was not, and raise the little white dragon.
In any case, the little white dragon could be tossed onto Aglaia's White Dragon Mountain... Whenever she passed through Aglaia to visit those dragon hatchlings, Elvia became so jealous that she did not even want to go out and see them!
A mountain full of little animals like pheasants and rabbits, where those White Dragons could