In the end, the scene of the uncle and nephew killing each other did not happen, and Kayan silently walked back to his room.

Logically speaking, the quarters enjoyed by the Grand Legion of the Great Legion of the Borean Fortress should be the most luxurious in the entire city, but the room that Kayan lived in was no different from that of an ordinary officer.

Kayan walked over to the dresser in the room and slowly removed the metal mask.

Reflected in the mirror is a beautiful face that has not been stained by blood, fire, and smoke.

The angular lines interweave a picturesque face, the facial features are beautiful, classical, and majestic in one furnace, and the thin and thin rosy lips are bright and moist when slightly closed, like ripe apples.

The sculptural straight nose bridge, the crystal ivory-like skin, and the eyes are like frozen snow-capped mountains and lakes, which are sealed with endless silence, and under the silence is a vigorous sense of slaughter.

The slender eyebrows are like distant mountains when they are curved, but they are as sharp as a straight sword out of the sheath when they are stretched.

The woman's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly stretched out her jade fingers and snapped two thin lenses from her pupils.

Under the crystal lenses, the exposed eyes had turned golden yellow, like glowing amber, adding an awe-inspiring beauty to her beautiful countenance.

The golden pupil, the most direct symbol of the divine dragon's bloodline.

This is the original color of her eyes, and it is also the color of each dragon spear royal family's eyes after completing the bloodline awakening.

Kayan stood silently, looking at the golden pupils in the mirror that were not human, and those eyes were also watching her.

"Why are your eyes different in color from ours, and are they made of gold?"

As far back as I remember, the little boy said this when he saw her eyes, and his tone was extremely curious. "And it's beautiful. ”

Kayan's eyes, which had been praised for being good-looking, narrowed at the moment, what a fool, she thought to herself.

But it is undeniable that after hearing these words at that time, she was actually very happy in her heart.

In the Dragon Lance Palace, everyone, including her brothers and sisters, looked at her with only deep awe and jealousy, and even a little hatred, but no love.

He completed the first bloodline awakening in his life before he was three years old, and such a talent was enough to make all members of the royal family feel fearful.

From a long time ago, Kayan realized that there was no such thing as family affection in her.

But fortunately, compared to the other sisters of the royal family, she had a fairly good childhood.

In that city in the Northland, she spent the most carefree three years of her life.

After putting the crystal lenses down, Kayan sat down in her chair, a map spread out on the table in front of her, her fingers swiping across the map as she began to think about the words that the High Priest had conveyed to her in the wilderness.

The Asgard Mountains, the northernmost part of the continent and the largest mountain range in the north, are covered in snow all year round.

Starting from the familiar Winterfell, Kayan has to walk through a vast snowfield to finally arrive.

Is there an answer you want to find?

It stands to reason that as the commander of the North Wind Legion, Kayan has no reason to listen to the words of the enemy high priest.

But her superior instincts told him that the high priest was not lying.

Extraordinary intuition is also one of the greatest characteristics of the Holy Dragon bloodline.

Kayan silently estimated the itinerary in his heart, how long it would take to get from here to Winterfell if he followed the normal route, and finally came to a conclusion.

With the strength of the Dragon's Pulse's feet, this journey was not a long time for her.

Think of it as a hike, and after making up his mind, Kayan exhaled.

After making his decision, Kayan began to act, and the first thing he did was to prepare his luggage.

What preparations are needed to survive on foot in the wilderness is undoubtedly very unfamiliar to the vast majority of royals, and no royal child will be so bored as to learn these things that may not be used in a lifetime.

But it wasn't a problem for Kayan.

During her years in Winterfell, Archduke Elliottard carefully taught her a great deal of knowledge: the vegetation of the North, how to find water, the habits of snowy beasts and their hunting techniques, how to locate them when she got lost...

Kayan, who was still a little girl, secretly remembered this knowledge.

Now is the time to come in handy.

Listing the items he needed on a piece of paper as quickly as he could, Kayan began to put his head in the room tidying up, taking off his armor and changing into the usual adventurer outfit on the mainland.

After facing the mirror and putting on the alchemy lenses used to change the color of the pupils, what appeared in the woman's eyes was the image of a tall, plump and heroic female adventurer.

Kayan looked at himself in the mirror and felt very satisfied.

Thinking about the upcoming journey, she felt a long-lost joy and peace in her heart, and it was the feeling of coming home.

What else do you need to bring?" she pondered.

Suddenly, she remembered something, opened one of the dresser's cabinets, and took out a yellowed book from it.

This is a collection of fairy tales, a popular tale book of the Duchy of Azero, where countless winter boys have fallen asleep at night.

It contains many fairy tales and legends that are well known to the people of Azerolia: the legend of King Arthur, the story of the dragon slayer, the adventures of the wandering mage...

I remember that when these stories were told to her, the young Constantine was always full of light and dancing excitedly.

She sat quietly and listened, at first she felt very childish and boring, but after listening to it for a long time, she was gradually attracted by the stories in the booklet, from impatience and cynicism at first, and then she would sit quietly and listen carefully with him, although in the end she still felt naïve.

At parting, the little boy solemnly handed the booklet into his hand, "When you can't sleep every night, open it and look at it." ”

Constantine's face was very serious, and his eyes were full of reluctance when he looked at the fairy tale book, but he still resolutely handed it into the hands of Kayan.

Looking at the little boy's solemn expression, Kayan still felt very funny when he recalled it for a long time, and even felt a little mocking.

At that time, she already had the power of blood that countless people looked up to, and she lost interest in these stories.

She also didn't understand why the Sword Saint she admired and admired would give birth to such a stupid son, and he would be naïve enough to like these naïve and boring things?

In this world, there is never a warm fairy tale, only power can decide everything, and Kayan firmly believes in this.

So many years have passed, and this collection of fairy tales has not been turned a page in the end.

After hesitating for a while, Kayan placed his hand on the fairy tale book and opened the first page.

The familiar text and simple sketch illustrations come to the face, with the taste of dusty years, and there is a childlike freshness and immaturity.

The Dragon Lance Princess's gaze quickly swept over the words that she had disdained, and her heart began to show the bits and pieces of the year, and the powerful memory of the Dragon Vein even restored every picture to the fullest.

The clatter of the pages continued, and Kayan's hands turned the pages night after night, surprisingly fast.

This is not a manifestation of her devouring dates, the dragon veiner's innate superior talent in intelligence and memory has allowed her to exercise her ability to learn at a glance and ten lines at a very young age.

Moreover, the fairy tale book in front of her was really not difficult compared to the large number of military knowledge, geographical works, and historical documents she had memorized in the past.

In less than half an hour, the fairy tale book was turned to the last few pages, but Kayan's expression became more and more focused, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his fingers turned the book more and more slowly, as if he was reading a classic book in the true sense of the word.

She felt like she was touching a living soul, a soul that had been dead for many years.

As she read these stories, she couldn't help but think of the rumors she had heard months and years ago.

The boy named Morning Star, wielding a crystal sword, fought hard to kill hundreds of dragon lancers, protecting the lives of hundreds of innocent people in a village.

The knight named Morning Star, wearing a mask and wielding a sword, stood in the oldest arena of the Holy Empire, faced many formidable opponents, endured unimaginable pain, and finally won an incredible victory and became the hero who saved the Empire.

Just like those protagonists in the fairy tale world in front of you.

Is that so?

Before you know it, the last page has been turned.

Closing the fairy tale book, Kahiko stared at the yellowed paper in his hand in a daze.

She suddenly understood that what the little boy handed over to her that day was actually the entire inner world of his childhood.

The weight of a world fell into her hands, but she didn't feel it that day.

In the arena, the little boy under the mask must have been very lonely at that time, right?

Putting down the book, the young and beautiful dragon vein man walked to the window, stood with his hands in his hands, and his eyes seemed to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers to the city that had been blown by the real north wind for thousands of years.

"If you're still alive, remember, you owe me a hug. Kayan thought silently.