We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

No. 1 is naturally Akalion Virminax Pantokrator.

"This this……"

Artoria's heart was torn in two by extreme shame and an inexplicable surge of competitiveness.

But she... didn't want to lose.

"..." Eleanor's lifeless eyes met Artoria's emerald green eyes, which were flickering with uncertainty.

“Even...even if you look at me like that…” Artoria glanced at Luna, who was encouraging her, then stiffly turned her head away, trying to hold onto her last line of defense: “This is still not acceptable!”

"..."

Eleanor remained silent, then suddenly knelt down beside Artoria and took her hand.

“Eunice…” she pleaded earnestly in a trembling voice, almost humbled, “I really want to escape that cage, I really, really want to!”

"Eh, this, this..."

Faced with this sudden and undignified plea, Artoria was completely thrown into disarray and could only look to Ying for help.

"Shh!" Ying whistled nonchalantly from the side.

Eleanor's words reminded Luminous, who already sympathized with her, of the past—"I'm sorry, Artoria, everything depends on you now."

"..." So, Artoria placed her last hope on the dragon that had been silent and trying to play dead since the beginning.

As a fellow "Lan Si", she was well aware that she had a fatal flaw in matters of the heart.

Just as Artoria made up her mind to reject Eleanor outright and tell her to wait until next time, Akalion's voice finally rang out.

"Ahem." He coughed awkwardly twice, trying to steer the conversation back on track. "Could you tell me why?"

"And what were you and Ying doing?" Eleanor loosened her grip on Artoria's clothes and glanced at Ying.

“It is—love.” Ying smiled and gazed at Akalion with deep affection, speaking in a sincere tone that would put any theatrical actor to shame: “It is the pure, genuine love in my heart!”

“Then, so do I.” Eleanor immediately mimicked her, puffing out her chest, which was slightly fuller than Ying’s, and asked matter-of-factly, “Then why don’t you do it with me!”

“…” Akalion was silent for a moment, then he spoke his mind, “I think that you, like Luminous, need companionship right now. Let’s get out of that ‘loneliness’ that’s enough to kill everything first, and then we can talk about it.”

“Loneliness?” Eleanor glanced at Ying, seemingly understanding. No wonder she was the first one… “Right now, I need you to fill my loneliness, my loneliness.”

"Hey! Hey!" Artoria finally snapped, completely losing her temper. These two were treating her like she didn't exist! Even if they were all 'Blue Heirs,' this was unacceptable! "I was right in front of you!"

“The two of us can go together!” Eleanor’s expression was still stiff, but her eyes had come alive. “With your current physical condition, it’s obvious that you can’t withstand his enormous body.”

"No way!" Artoria refused without even thinking. How could there be a third person present for something like this for the first time? At least... at least...

“…No,” Akalion finally couldn’t hold back, “Have you all completely forgotten 'my' opinion?”

"Do you have any objections?" Ying asked immediately.

“No,” Akalion answered honestly, following his heart.

"So, who would you like to choose to go to your world?" Ying gracefully approached Artoria, as if displaying a rare treasure. "Is it this incredibly cute ahoge-haired king who is currently going through puberty?"

She reached out and gently ruffled the golden ahoge (cowlick) twice, then went back to Eleanor's side. "Or is it this undead princess with white hair and red eyes who's specifically targeting 'me'?"

“…Right now, we can’t be completely sure whether it was because of that action that you were transported to my world!” Akalion rolled his eyes helplessly and made a final defense, “Maybe it’s just because we’ve been in this space long enough!”

“It’s not impossible!” To everyone’s surprise, Ying agreed with Akalion’s explanation, which was no different from self-comfort. “In that case, we can conduct a control experiment now.”

She had spent a considerable amount of time with Artoria here before, but the phenomenon of time travel had never occurred.

Is it that two people are not enough, or is Akalion's presence absolutely necessary?

Everything is unknown.

In that case, it's always good to make some attempts.

These remarks angered Eleanor.

“Luminous, Artoria, and I have been here for a long time without crossing over.” She suddenly lunged at Akalion, grabbing his arm covered in hard scales, but her action was less of a grab and more of digging her nails into the gaps between the scales. “You don’t want to see my mind completely collapse and end up as a living corpse that only knows how to kill, do you?”

“Now that you’re here, there’s no need to rush.” Akalion’s gaze passed over Eleanor and fell on the somewhat excited Luminous beside him. Then, in an unprecedentedly serious tone, he said, “Please treat yourselves with even greater care.”

"Although your souls will not be truly injured in this space, they will still feel great pain."

As he spoke, his gray dragon eyes swept over Artoria and Eleanor respectively.

"At that time, I won't care how much pain you'll feel."

Even if you cry out that you're in excruciating pain—

"No, no, it doesn't hurt!" Ying's expression finally broke down at this moment. She hurriedly retorted, a charming blush rising on her cheeks. "Really!"

"Alright, alright." Akalion cast a loving glance at Ying. "Whatever you say goes."

How could he not understand what was going on?!

Feeling the curious and probing gazes of Artoria and Eleanor, Ying's cheeks turned so red they almost bled. She quickly changed the subject to avoid delving deeper into this embarrassing topic.

"How's your mage tower doing now?"

After saying that, she immediately added, "I can just give a brief explanation. I'll learn more about the rest when I arrive in that world next time."

Akalion then summarized his experiences over the past month in the most concise language.

"Elves, magic, calamity, eternal night of extreme cold..."

Artoria unconsciously murmured these words. The world Akalion inhabited was not much different from her own and the doomed ancient Britain.

But at least in that world, one could say that 'hope still exists'.

As for her world... let's not say anything more.

P.S.: It's on the recommendation list! Dear readers, could you please give me some votes? Considering I've already updated 6 words...

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 23. Another Attempt at Time Travel

When Artoria suddenly became depressed, Ying, Akalion, and even Eleanor all offered their own words of comfort.

Eleanor remained silent, giving Artoria a simple and gentle hug. Just as Artoria had done to her when she first arrived in this space—silent, yet more powerful than anything else.

"Everything will be alright." Ying said slowly with a warm smile on her face. "Now, we have confirmed that not only 'I' but also the supplies can travel through time. So other personnel should be able to as well in the future."

“That’s right. Once we’ve fully figured out the patterns, we can freely choose which world to settle in!” Akalion said confidently, looking at the ahoge (cowlick) on Artoria’s head that was slowly standing up again. “Teyvat, for example, is quite good.”

Although that world also had its share of problems, it was still far better than the Type-Moon world, which was destined to destroy ancient Britain.

As for his world... let's not consider it for now. At least, that's the case until he can reignite that extinguished 'divine spark' and ascend to demigod status.

"Speaking of which, Luminous, have you escaped?" Akalion looked at Luminous first. He could sense that Luminous's mental state was much better than before.

“Not yet—but I feel it’s coming soon.” Ying stretched lazily, a confident smile on her face. “Since I returned from your world, the power of that seal has been gradually and steadily weakening.”

"Then, Artoria, how long until you draw your sword?" Then it was Artoria's turn.

"Two years and ten months," Artoria answered earnestly, as if she were calculating her last moments of freedom.

"..."

Finally, Akalion silently gazed at Eleanor, feeling that there was no need to ask any more questions.

"?" Seeing Akalion staring at her without saying a word, Eleanor, like a tightly bound puppet, tilted her head slightly. She looked back at him with a pure, slightly puzzled gaze. "You... want to be with me?"

"..."

Akalion had no idea which of his glances had caused Eleanor to have such a blatant and terrifying misunderstanding.

"Eleanor, wait a little longer."

“Yes!” Artoria immediately sided with Akalion to stop Eleanor from going berserk.

As for Ying, she quietly took a step back, maintaining neutrality on the surface, but the fact that she did not stand on Akalion's side meant that she had already stood on Eleanor's side.

“I’m doing this all for your own good,” Akalion said helplessly, looking at Eleanor.

...An hour passed in silent waiting, vanishing into nothingness.

...For two hours, the light belonging to the four souls remained locked in a stalemate in this dark space.

Suddenly, Ying's figure vanished without warning, as if a pixel had been erased.

"Don't panic, you've just woken up from a dream." Artoria's voice soothed Akalion's heart, which had been in turmoil for a moment. She remembered the first time she came here, after a long conversation with Luminous, she was also forcibly awakened from her dream by Melly.

“Waking up naturally is the same.” She stroked Akalion’s chin and said seriously, “If you wake up because of an accidental injury, the corresponding wound will appear on your body before you disappear from this space. For example, I was once woken up from a dream by a wild boar.”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Akalion felt relieved, but then confusion followed, leaving him looking bewildered. "Why was I woken up by a wild boar? What's going on?"

“That was the prey that Kai caught, and he wanted to tell me the good news.” Artoria tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and frowned slightly. “But when we got to the door, we lost control and the wild boar charged straight into the house. It took us a lot of effort to catch it.”

"..."

...Three hours passed both quickly and slowly.

"Artoria, don't you need to continue Merlin's teachings?" Akalion asked curiously. He remembered that last time, she had left in a hurry halfway through.

“I have... defeated her. As for swordsmanship, Mary has nothing more to teach me.”

For the first time, Artoria's face revealed pure joy, devoid of any superfluous emotion.

"As for governing the country, she doesn't know how."

Four hours passed.

Five hours passed.

Six hours passed.

Artoria's figure slowly disappeared.

It seems she's awake too.

Now, only Akalion and Eleanor remain in this vast, dark space.

...Another long time has passed.

Akalion finally confirmed that the so-called 'crossing' had no direct correlation with the length of time spent in this space.

"Let's get started."

Eleanor's voice broke the long silence.

She was already prepared.

"—"

Akalion nodded solemnly in silence.

Once a bottom line is ruthlessly breached the first time, the second fall seems so easy, even inevitable.

Anyway, he had already made that clear.

And so, the "experiment" began.

That is not a union of life, but rather the most violent mutual invasion of 'existence' and 'concept' that can only happen in fantasy.

"It hurts!"

For the first time, an emotion called 'pain' surfaced in Eleanor's empty eyes. She instinctively and weakly pushed against Akalion's body, which was as unshakeable as a mountain.

"Even if... even if I'm immortal, you can't do this—"

However, the intense stimulation and excruciating pain, which originated from the depths of her soul and was forcibly penetrated, prevented her from uttering even a complete sentence.

Her red eyes, which had regained a glimmer of light after her time travel, now dimmed and became lifeless once more. It wasn't from past despair, but from the brokenness of Aheigao.

But after countless impacts that seemed to utterly crush existence, a strange feeling finally emerged from that endless pain.

Eleanor's body swelled slightly from the overwhelming dragon concept forcibly instilled within her; she felt as if her very existence was about to disintegrate into a pool of indistinct flesh. She had long since lost the strength to respond; the impact Akalion had brought this time was far, far more intense than the first.

This dragon is truly a beast beyond compare!

But didn't I already make that clear? So who can I blame?

Even so, Eleanor's mental world, which had long since become an eternal prison, finally saw a ray of sunshine after a long and endless period of confinement—no, it wasn't sunshine.

Instead, it was exposed to intense sunlight.

It is the unreserved direct sunlight that can burn everything to ashes.

But she hadn't seen real 'sunlight' for far too long.

It's been too long, far too long.