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

For the survival of the Eldra, and to prevent that nearly shattered, last remaining hope from being utterly extinguished, we must unite all remaining forces—whether branded as evil or hailed as good—until...until the legendary gods return once more, leading us out of this endless winter and ending this eternal twilight.

Almost at the same instant Akalion received this massive flow of information, the body of the person carrying the lustrous glowing object trembled slightly.

Since she and Akalion were both 'Blue Heirs', when the Mage Tower 'Missethran's' permissions were fully opened to Akalion, she also shared this sudden recognition.

Several basic yet extremely practical spell models were deeply engraved in her sea of ​​consciousness, as if by an invisible carving knife. As long as she was within the energy network of the mage tower, these spells could be used infinitely.

Ying subconsciously raised her slender, white index finger, and with a slight thought, a wisp of icy energy quickly condensed at her fingertip, transforming into a thin and sharp icy blue ray that silently shot towards the ground not far away, leaving a mark covered in white frost, which was repaired by the mage tower in the blink of an eye.

In addition, there are practical tricks that are extremely convenient in adventures, such as 'Light Spell' which can generate a stable light source in the palm of the hand, and 'Mage Hand' which can retrieve objects from a distance.

"So this world is called 'Eldra'?" After confirming his safety and becoming the master of the mage tower, Akalion released his claws, allowing Luminosity to freely experiment with the spells he had acquired. He then used his access to the mage tower to attempt a deeper exchange with the awakened mage tower.

[To better serve our master, the central processing core of this tower is undergoing an iterative transformation of its thought model... We urge you to wait patiently. During this time, please refrain from venturing out. The Moonshadow Forest outside Ansersheen City has been deeply tainted by the calamity; we strongly recommend staying away from it entirely. Unless absolutely necessary, please remain under the protection of the Ansersheen Great Barrier and await rescue from either the Eastern Royal Court—Yu, or the Western Royal Court—Starfall Royal Court.]

However, what responded to him was a soft, slightly hesitant girl's voice. Was it due to his mental model? "You think I'm into this kind of thing? Well, you guessed right!"

Akalion looked at Yingdao, who was curiously gathering tiny specks of light with his fingertips: "Did you hear that too?"

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"Yes, I heard you." The light at Ying's fingertips vanished suddenly. She shook her head slightly, a hint of obvious regret and understanding flashing in her clear amber eyes. "But this land... is already in such a dilapidated state. I'm afraid there will be no more support from the 'Royal Court'."

Her gaze swept across the surroundings. Under the flow of magic activated by the mage tower, the once dilapidated elven buildings could now be seen in their former complete form, and the mithril patterns once again emitted a soft glow.

However, the absence of residents and the lack of human presence make this recovery seem more like a glamorous but empty facade, unable to conceal the deep-seated loneliness etched into this land.

As Ying surveyed the elven city, which was gradually regaining its former solemnity under the power of the mage tower, a deeper sorrow instinctively welled up within her. Akalion's situation was perhaps even more solitary than hers.

Upon thinking of this, her expression became complicated, and she murmured softly, "On the verge of... utter annihilation... Eldra... is it?"

At least, at least she only needs to wait until the seal of the Ruler of Heaven is lifted before she can continue her unfinished journey on the vast continent of Teyvat, to taste more delicious food she has never encountered before, and to make more friends with warm smiles... As for her brother—we'll talk about that when he stops being the Riddler.

As for Akalion, in its current state...

Here, on this vast, boundless snowfield, in this newly restored elven city, it seems... there is no other sign of life to be found besides itself.

Whether it was the city's creators and the spirits of its inhabitants, or even the most insignificant birds and insects in the forest, they had all been completely swallowed up by this endless ice and snow and the bottomless despair and calamity, leaving only traces of their existence.

"You...don't you really care? Once I leave, you'll be all alone here."

Yingqian gently embraced the sword-shaped end of Akalion's thick dragon tail, which was swaying unconsciously from side to side.

Although it looked like a gray crystal shimmering with a cold metallic luster, it surprisingly didn't have the sharpness one might expect. Instead, it was warmed by the dragon's body temperature, though it was a little cooler than the temperature of his back, but still quite comfortable in this cold environment.

This made her feel even sadder for him, just as he would feel sadder for her.

Even though Lan Si had long been accustomed to a certain degree of loneliness, how could the loneliness in the dimly lit city compare to the loneliness in this already extinct world?

"Care?" Akalion tilted his dragon head slightly, his deep gray dragon eyes reflecting Ying's petite figure completely. He raised one of his front paws and gently patted Ying's head with the relatively supple pad on the paw, saying, "Don't forget, I still have you all! Besides, even if we are separated by countless worlds, we will eventually reunite in that dark void, won't we?"

“Moreover, now ‘I’ also have a ‘home’.” Akalion bent down, spread his dragon wings to make it easier for Ying to climb up, and said, “Come on up, I’ll take you to the mage tower and show you home.”

"and many more!"

Ying was tempted by Akalion's words, but then she suddenly remembered that the treasures she had found had not yet been distributed!

Don't you want this sword?

She raised the black longsword in her hand. Akalion must have felt the same sensation the sword had just given her; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to break free from its weight and successfully obtain it.

Akalion's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the sword the moment it appeared. Perhaps it was the instinctive greed for precious metals from his dragon bloodline that made him only hold on for a moment before his pupils followed the movement of the sword.

This jet-black longsword, with its blade so black it seemed to absorb all light, and the six gems—four red and two blue—inlaid on its hilt, all proclaimed its extraordinary origin, not to mention its ability to perfectly contain the power of Ying from another world.

However, this is ultimately Akalion's world, and he is the rightful master of this land. Moreover, judging from the fleeting glimpse of the ghostly attack that he witnessed earlier, the dangers lurking on this continent of Eldra might make him need this sword even more.

Moreover, she possesses her own divine sword, though it's uncertain whether she can retrieve it after breaking free from the seal.

"How do you think I should use it?" Akalion's instincts were ultimately defeated by reason. He shook his massive dragon head slightly, supported his body with his hind legs, and stood up. He opened and closed his forelimbs' claws in front of his chest, gesturing. "This straight sword forged from 'adamantite' is far too small for me, and dragon breath is more reliable. If dragon breath is ineffective, I will use it."

Unlike mithril, which is lightweight yet stronger than ordinary metals of the same weight, adamantite, a rarer and harder special metal, often produces weapons with unparalleled sharpness and sturdiness. Armor made from adamantite provides extremely high physical damage resistance and can even grant the wearer a certain degree of damage reduction.

Perhaps he could use a giant-magic spell to enlarge it, but given Akalion's current size, it's clearly impossible for him to wield this adamantite longsword in battle. Wouldn't it be better for him to fly and become a 'dragon's breath launcher'?

"You should keep it."

"And these jewels and gold coins..."

Although Ying could sense the obvious sense of loss emanating from the adamantite straight sword, she didn't refuse but instead put it away, letting the sword use that method to confuse her into drawing it! And it wouldn't even acknowledge her right to draw it—this was her revenge against the sword!

Then she took out a pile of dazzling gold ornaments and silver utensils, as well as gold and silver coins and various uncut gemstones from her personal storage space and poured them on the ground.

Finally, she opened her palm, revealing a small silver box inside. Inside the box lay a silver ring inlaid with six different colored gems. All the spoils from the elven jewelry shop and the two noble residences were now laid out before Akalion. "And this magic ring?"

“Once you’re completely free from that seal, these gold and silver jewels will definitely come in handy.” Akalion forced his gaze away from the gold, silver, and jewels, then carefully examined the magic ring in Ying’s palm. His dragon eyes narrowed slightly. “The magical aura surrounding this ring is already quite dim and weak. If it’s not replenished with magical energy in time, it will probably lose its effectiveness completely and become just an ordinary ornament.”

"The magic on it is specifically designed to—" Just as Akalion was explaining the magic on the ring based on the dragon's legacy in his mind, the voice of Mystic Tower rang out, sounding even more like that of a vibrant young girl.

[The Ring of Elanneth – This belongs to the High Elven Earl Elanneth. It is imbued with a sixth-circle spell: 'Edivara's House Maintenance.' Its primary effects are: maintaining the integrity of the designated building and its interior furnishings, clothing, and equipment; preserving the freshness of stored food; and automatically regulating the environment to a constant temperature suitable for the ring's wearer.]

[Current time: January 30th, 40001 of the Cataclysmic Era, 3:00 PM. The tower's logical thinking model has undergone initial replacement.]

【Myth Aethelan, also known as Mythia, is at your service.】

"Serve me...? Then I'll call you the Mystic Tower." Akalion tilted his head slightly, and in the instant his gaze met that of Ying beside him, both of their eyes flickered with caution and a hint of barely suppressed anticipation. After confirming that they shared the same thought, he took the initiative to ask the invisible will of the Mystic Tower: "Then, please explain in detail what kind of help you can provide us."

[Given that over 70% of the functional modules remain inactive or damaged, the most crucial 'Dimensional Gate' system of the Secret Tower is completely ineffective, and communication between the city of Ansersheen and the Royal Court is completely lost. Given that the Royal Court has not proactively contacted the city or the Tower Master to confirm its destruction, Ansersheen is—the last bastion of all life in Eldra.]

[Partial unlocking of the "City Lord's Chamber" permissions: The Great Barrier can manage, repair, and protect the ecological environment and all building structures within the "Ansersheen" city wall area.]

['Spell Hub' Activated: Due to the damage to the cores of towers from the first to the ninth sequence, it can currently only provide the 'Master' with instant construction and instant-cast support for zero-ring to second-ring spell models. It can currently be used twelve times per day. Seventh-ring spell: 'Edivara Resurrection Spell,' imprinted on the core of this tower, can therefore be used directly without limit.]

[The Alchemy Laboratory is now open: Due to damage to the Sequence Tower, it can currently only provide the 'Master' with an environment for researching and experimenting with spells up to the seventh rank.]

[Strategic Storage Room Unlocked: Due to damage to the Sequence Tower, over 90% of the demiplane space has been sealed off. Currently, it can only safely store 100,000 standard tons of conventional supplies.]

[The Temple of Knowledge is now open: Currently, only access to magical tomes and knowledge documents for sixth-ring and below is available.]

The remaining basic living areas, such as bedrooms, dining room, kitchen, and bathrooms, have all returned to normal operation.

"This mage tower is really quite versatile."

Ying sat on Akalion's back, gazing up at the Mystic Tower, which stood in the center of the city, its spire almost piercing the gloomy sky. The tower's body, illuminated by the glow of mithril patterns, exuded a solemn and majestic beauty.

The base of the Secret Radiance Tower is so wide that it can accommodate a dozen adult red dragons or more than twenty hundred-ton kings walking side by side. Although an adult red dragon takes up much more space than a hundred-ton king, it weighs only one-fifth to one-tenth of a hundred-ton king, after all, red dragons are magical creatures.

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"It seems there's enough space inside this tower for you to move around freely."

Ying was genuinely happy for Akalion to receive this unexpected windfall.

Akalion nodded slightly, feeling quite pleased with himself. The magnificence of the Tower of Mystic Light truly exceeded his expectations, and its internal structure must have accommodated giant creatures like dragons.

"Eh~!" Ying suddenly let out a light exclamation, as if she had caught a brilliant inspiration. She gently patted Akalion's broad back, her amber-gold eyes flashing with a mischievous light, about to speak—

“No!” Akalion turned around almost reflexively, glancing at her with an unyielding gaze, his dragon eyes filled with a knowing helplessness. “You, are you so eager to return to the cage of the Rulers of Heaven? Wouldn’t it be better to stay in my world a little longer?”

"That's not necessarily true," Ying said, showing no embarrassment at having her lecherous intentions exposed. Instead, she puffed out her chest with an air of righteous indignation and declared confidently, "Besides, the more 'experiments' we make, the more 'patterns' and 'possibilities' we'll find! I'm doing this all for the common future of the 'Blue Heirs'!"

Her expression suggested that what she was proposing was not some wild or outrageous statement, but rather a well-thought-out and grand plan.

"I say, you haven't forgotten, have you? Among the many anecdotes of D&D, there was a famous female mage who met a tragic end because of a similar 'attempt'..."

Akalion's voice suddenly softened, a hint of hesitant uncertainty in his tone. He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be more of a playful speculation among players than an officially confirmed setting.

But in this real and authentic Eldra, who can guarantee that those jokes won't come true? Moreover—oh, right, among his vast collection of fragmented memories of the Dragon's Legacy, there are indeed several tragic cases caused by differences in body size or uncontrolled magic.

There were even dragons who prayed to the Dragon God to resurrect their lovers, and even offered up all their wealth—it's true that if you live long enough, you might personally encounter all sorts of bizarre and strange things.

However, this dragon god is somewhat reliable; as long as all the wealth is offered, the lover can be resurrected. That's truly outrageous...

"Speaking of which," Akalion skillfully changed the subject, avoiding further exploration of this highly dangerous area, "you mentioned earlier that Artoria's mental state is even worse than yours. What's going on? I saw her in the Void, and her words and actions were quite...calm and normal, weren't they?"

“That’s exactly the problem!” Ying clapped her hands together, her tone implying, “You’ve finally hit the nail on the head. Am I the kind of person who’s always serious and solemn?”

She sighed softly, her gaze drifting towards the distant, black mountains covered in snow.

"She had received more than a decade of education from Merry—or to put it more bluntly, a kind of 'brainwashing.' Coupled with the care the Hector family had shown her as their own daughter and the friendly attitude of the villagers, she had long regarded protecting that ancient Britain, which was destined to be tragic, as her inescapable responsibility."

"And what exactly is going on in Britain?" Ying's gaze swept over the elven buildings below that were slowly recovering, then turned to the eternally frozen snowscape beyond the city. Her tone carried an indescribable weariness and desolation as she asked herself, "It was a kingdom destined for destruction on the stage of history. The tide of Onsa was destined to sweep everything away, crushing the ancient British civilization. Only a very few lucky ones of the ancient Britons were able to escape to the Welsh mountains, barely clinging to life and continuing their bloodline."

"The thought of the kingdom she was to inherit, and everything she knew, burdened from the very beginning with the destiny of certain destruction, weighed on her like having her head stuck in the guillotine. And if she were to reverse this fate and force Britain to continue, it would likely bring about an even more terrifying 'determination'... That kind of pressure was like having your head cut off by the guillotine, and being able to only watch your own corpse gushing blood."

"So, despite my seemingly crazy mental state on weekdays, most of the time when I'm with her, I'm actually playing the role of comforter."

A complex look of sorrow appeared on Ying's face, tinged with self-mockery and helplessness. When she was with Artoria in that dark space, she often felt that she was about to become 'Ying's mother'.

"Ah...!?" Akalion's massive body paused slightly in mid-air, slowing his flight. He glanced deeply at Luminosity on his back, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welling up inside him. It seemed... the situation of the 'Blue Heirs' was getting worse and worse, one after another.

He himself didn't mention that this world called Eldra was already mired in calamity and was about to be completely destroyed, or even... it might have already been destroyed once before.

Ying is imprisoned in the sealed cage of the Keeper of Heaven's Law, like a beautifully crafted figurine that has lost its freedom. Currently, it can only seek a moment's respite in the gaps of dreams and in the dark space.

Artoria, on the other hand, chose to bear the fate of the entire kingdom and voluntarily locked herself in the 'idol' called the King, where her true self could only find a moment of shelter in the dark space.

This is just too much—

"—There will definitely be a turning point! 'I' will do everything I can to help you!" Akalion suddenly gathered his chaotic thoughts, his huge dragon wings flapped powerfully, and he flew rapidly back towards the Tower of Mystic Light.

The thought of the infinite possibilities contained within that mysterious dark space filled him with renewed confidence. At worst, he could just wait patiently; perhaps one day in the future, a 'me' who had transmigrated into a true god would appear, and he could cling to that powerful figure! Even... even that Aqua would do!

As long as he doesn't become mentally deficient, this is an incredibly powerful and reliable partner!

"Mmm!" A bright light of hope ignited in Ying's eyes. She gently rested her entire body on Akalion's broad and warm back, feeling the steady and powerful heartbeat and reassuring warmth transmitted through his hard scales. Her heart was filled with an unprecedented peace and tranquility.

The overall structure of the Tower of Mystic Light was, even to Akalion, somewhat unimaginably magnificent. Its central area was so spacious that even if he grew to the enormous size he had within the Dark Dimension, he could move around and stretch his limbs with ease.

Their first stop was an underground storage room located deep within the tower.

Akalion hoped to find some food to fill his stomach, but to the dragon's dismay, the mountains of gold coins gleaming with a cold luster, along with various neatly cut and sparkling gems, as well as rare spellcasting materials and experimental materials radiating strange energy fluctuations.

Akalion, whose stomach was still empty, would rather continue to gnaw on the tasteless frozen earth than put these cold, hard treasures into his mouth.

But this doesn't prevent him from enjoying another level of happiness.

Akalion used his enormous dragon claws to gather countless gold coins and gems, piling them into a glittering, extra-large bed reserved for true dragons.

He rolled over on it with great satisfaction. The hard scales collided with the cold metal gems, making a pleasant "clinking" sound. His desire for wealth, which came from the depths of his soul and blood, was greatly satisfied. Even his soul itself seemed to be so comfortable that it almost ascended to immortality.

Before transmigrating into a dragon, 'Lan Si' already had a great fondness for gold and gems. In addition to gold and gems, he also loved guns, swords, armor, and so on. After transmigrating into a dragon, he inherited all of these hobbies, but they were still not indispensable to him—at least not yet.

"Take whatever you like, don't be shy!"

He spoke boldly to Ying, who was staring in disbelief, showing none of the typical dragons' greedy and stingy attitude towards food.

In his view, since they were both 'Blue Heirs,' the wealth that Ying obtained was equivalent to him owning that wealth as well. This joy of sharing was far sweeter than that of possessing it all.

“That’s enough! Really!” Ying smiled as she watched Akalion frolicking on the bed of gold coins and gems like a cub.

The treasures she looted from that elven jewelry shop and several noble mansions should be enough for her to live a life of extravagance anywhere, a life that would last for several lifetimes!

“Then let’s explore the other areas.” Akalion got up from the unique 'dragon bed' with a hint of reluctance, shaking off the gold coins and gems stuck in the gaps between the scales on his body.

“Hmm… how about we go check out the living area first?” Ying tilted her head, tentatively offering her suggestion. “The dimensional portal is broken, I don’t yet understand how the spell center works, and as for the library… I’m afraid I can’t understand the writing in this world…”

"Alright! Let's set off immediately!" Akalion immediately began to walk with steady steps. Ever since he stepped into this Tower of Mystic Light, his emotions had remained indescribably high and excited.

In truth, Ying's feelings were not much different from his. After all, this was a true "home" that belonged entirely to "Lan Si". However, when she thought about obtaining the Dust Song Pot, an independent grotto-world, on the Teyvat continent in the future, the excitement and joy in her heart were involuntarily balanced out a little.

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 13. The Return of the Glow

The top floor of the Secret Radiance Tower is the living area of ​​the tower master.

The living room was extremely spacious, with a soaring dome, large enough to host a grand banquet for over a hundred people. However, it still felt somewhat cramped for Akalion's size.

He had to carefully tiptoe, his thick dragon tail tightly coiled behind him, moving cautiously for fear of accidentally bumping into the exquisitely arranged furniture or fragile decorations.

Although the Tower of Mystery can repair itself, it's still my own property!

It's best to avoid damage if possible.

Ying, on the other hand, had no such concerns at all.

The moment she curled up as lightly as a kitten into a soft and comfortable-looking sofa, a cluster of golden flames, radiating a warm glow, suddenly burst into flames in the fireplace without warning.

However, this sudden warmth became a small burden for Ying, who was still wearing her excellent warm elven noble attire.

So she took the opportunity to remove her slightly heavy coat and leather pants, leaving only her light, close-fitting clothes.

"Ahem!" Akalion coughed slightly, his voice a little unnatural. He turned his dragon head slightly to avoid the dazzling white light. "The fire in this fireplace will go out automatically once you leave. I think you should... put your clothes on."