When was "initially"?

Wendy didn't remember, the word "past" was distant and vague to her, because it gave her deep memories, and therefore distant - she had no idea what those memories represented - she couldn't see clearly, and therefore blurred. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The past she remembers most clearly is the moment she truly sees as the beginning, the moment she met Alva.

The honest young man held out his hand to her and asked her, "Who are you, why are you here? It's dangerous here, do you want to leave here with me?"

Alva took care of her from the very beginning, asking what she needed when she didn't know anything, how she could survive if she didn't know anything, even the most basic - "survival", such an important word, and "name", such an important symbol, was also given to her by Alva.

The cuteness of love is a matter of course, and she thinks that everything becomes uncontrollable - whether it is emotion or self, she seems to have become a different person.

She no longer remembered the memories that had confused her mind, for she knew that all she had to do was look at the boy in front of her.

That was her hope, her path forward, her light.

"How will you know my pain? You won't understand me. But the shattering of it all crept in - Wendy didn't even know how it all happened, and all that was left in her head were the cruel words.

With Alva's words, memories reappeared, and they haunted herself, even if she resisted it all again.

She was afraid, scared, struggling—until at last she was tired and wanted to see Alva again. Especially after all the events that happened that day at the Nature Society. The memories in her mind became clear.

"I will awaken and be named after the King. ”

She dreamed of a tall man in white robes holding a sword, of a tall king holding an identical sword and being invincible on the battlefield, of a sword that held the tall king from falling, and that the rebel's sword had already struck him......

What scared her the most was not that these images were foreign to her, but that she felt terrified because they were so familiar.

Sleepless nights.

This night, she cowered in the corner as usual, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, her eyes glazed over for dawn, but the ground began to tremble, she was stunned at first, and then screamed from the window!

Wendy's keen sense of hearing immediately lifted the quilt and rushed to the window when she heard the scream, and when she opened the window, her vision was filled with a huge figure.

It was a creature she had only seen in books before.

Dragon.

The dragon was slender and powerful, and when it spread its wings, it could fill the entire starry sky. The scales on its body were like jagged rocks, and its eyes were red, and the moment Wendy opened the window, it craned its neck and flew towards the sky, and at that moment it roared and vibrated its wings, and at that moment a strong air current smashed down, lifting some fragile buildings, trees, and people into the air.

What is it?

Venti thought it was all incredible, and at the same time, the dragon flying at high speed turned around in the sky, its head down, and its mouth wide open—the thick green gas flowed and rolled, instantly corrupting everything it touched.

At the same time, some rebelled in fear, summoning flames and desperately setting everything around them on fire in the hope of dispelling these fogs.

They also found something that could be thrown, stones, bows and arrows, and miscellaneous objects - and they all rushed towards the dragon, but they either couldn't leave any traces on the dragon, not even arrows, and more were thrown off as the dragon flapped its wings!

"No...... It can't be like this!" Wendy screamed, and while the fog was indeed consumed, it also caused an inevitable fire!

Wendy immediately turned around, and she looked at the furniture in the room that she had cut open, a pained expression on her face.

She crouched down slowly, took a deep breath, and scratched the ground unguarded—her fingernails curled and her fingertips were bloody, but Wendy didn't seem to feel it—in fact, her perception had vanished a few days ago.

She pulled a corner of the plank out of the corner, then lifted it up, revealing the package in the mezzanine.

She took the package out and slowly unwrapped it.

It was a sword. The sword is intricately written, the blade is made of gold, and the hilt is inlaid with precious stones.

And there is no scabbard.

Wendy removed the cloth, gripped the sword tightly, and held it up.

Just then, the dormitory building was attacked—the dragon's razor-sharp claws grabbed the rocks off the walls, and its powerful wings destroyed the roof, and Venti leaned down to avoid being hit by them, and then she looked up and met the dragon's eyes—where the dragon's claws gripped the house, and it was entrenched.

The dragon seemed to sense the power of the sword in Wendy's hand, so he let out a low roar, and his red eyes burst into a brilliant light!

Venti narrowed her eyes and raised her sword, but didn't make a single one—for the dragon's tail was slamming at her, and she leaped to dodge, while the missing tail smashed a hole in the layer.

"I don't know what you are...... But you can't continue to wreak havoc on this place. Wendy looked at it and shook her head.

The dragon didn't understand her, it just roared angrily, and then opened its mouth at her, and a thick green poisonous mist instantly poured out!

Instead of backing down, Venti charged at the dragon, her sword facing the mist and splitting it - but after doing so, the mist didn't even leave a trace on the sword.

The dragon roared again, and it changed its ways, jerking its heavy body up and spreading its wings to soar into the sky again.

Wendy didn't intend to give it a chance to escape, she inhaled, jumped high, and jumped onto the dragon's back as the dragon vibrated its wings and rushed upward, the high-speed ascent made her can't help but lower her body, she felt the sky spinning, as if she would soon be thrown off by the king of the sky!

Venti raised her sword as hard as she could, and swung it down!

The sword trembled violently on the scales, and sparks flew everywhere, and Venti gritted her teeth and shouted, and the sword pierced through the scales and stabbed into the dragon's body!

"Roar!" roared the dragon, its scales unharmed by stones, bows, and debris pierced by Wendy's sword!

The speed increased suddenly, and the dragon lost its balance in the sky, and the swing of its wings did not make it fly higher, but allowed it to speed up its fall, and it kept hitting the roofs, trees, and windows.

The dragon sensed that her death was near, and Venti gripped the sword tightly in her hand, or it would be thrown away by the dragon - but for some reason the sword suddenly melted in her hand.

Transformed into a golden liquid, it disappeared into her hands.

"No......" Wendy shook her head with a wry smile and threw the dragon shovel out the moment it hit the ground!