"Uh......h Sure enough, it won't work this time? ”

Lynn lay dejectedly on the wooded ground, a pair of golden wings flapping weakly behind her back. She raised her hand www.biquge.info what appeared in front of her appeared to be the front paws of some kind of feline, furry.

"It's okay." There was a voice from behind him, with an obvious smile, "At least it's much better than yesterday's three-headed monster~"

"Actually, I think that three-headed monster is pretty good." Hughes added fuel to the fire, "Especially the ogre's head in the middle!" ”

Lynn stealthily raised her head, aimed at Hughes's position, and then quietly took a breath.

A finger-thin golden flame erupted from her mouth and swooped down on the Ites. Hughes frantically dodged - Lynn was sure he was pretending to be this way. She closed her mouth, and the burning breath rolled back into her lungs, choking her cough and tears.

"I told you not to use a humanoid spit, but now you know the consequences, right?" Hughes smiled and said, "Besides, this behavior is not ladylike at all, I have time to learn more from you Sister Yinyue!" ”

I'm not a lady in the first place, Lynn thought angrily and amusefully. And Hylanthia isn't even better, right? Compared to these two villains who laugh at me all the time, Yuffie is really much better. The last time I heard that she had already seen her mother, I wonder when I will receive her letters?

"Anyway, it's been a hard day." Highland Seaia peeled an orange and stuffed two petals into her mouth, then sat down next to Lynn and slowly fed it to her. "Take a break, and don't forget how you feel."

She nodded, trying to make a note of the flow of magic and the perception of her body that had been fed back from all over her body when she had tried to change her form. Of course, the parts that succeed - or meet her requirements - need to focus on memorization, and those that fail ...... Anyway, there are not a hundred or eighty ways to make mistakes, just try another method next time.

"I didn't think this method would really work." Hughes jumped over and crouched down in front of her. About five weeks ago, the Ites appeared out of nowhere and joined the group that 'mocked' her every day. "I said, little witch, why don't I go find that dragon and get some more blood, and form an army of dragons—how great does that sound!"

"There's such a good thing as that." Highland Thea threw a petal of orange into Hughes's face, watched him take it in one gulp, and swallowed it with a hippie smile. "She's suffered a lot. If you are a person with poor willpower, you will not even be able to complete the transformation, let alone the current training. ”

Lynn nodded vigorously, agreeing with Hylancia's words—incidentally despising Hughes's whims. She still vividly remembers the feeling of the initial "transformation", which seemed to be slicing every part of her body into thin slices, slowly crumbling them, and then rekneading them into completely different shapes.

Anyway, she won't be afraid of any pain in the future. When she was in college, she actually harmed a lot of creatures - such as those mutated ornamental fish, maybe it is retribution now? Lynn comforted herself.

"That's right." Hughes seemed to suddenly realize, "You're a witch who was taught by the old fellow of Vanka, who specializes in magical creatures." Although it doesn't look like it at all. He coughed twice, pretending not to see Lynn glaring at him, "To be honest, unlike dragons, which are naturally magical creatures, all human physical activities rely on nerves throughout the body. If you carelessly miss one, you can be disabled! By the way, there are the various glands that keep the body functioning properly, and the brain tissue that regulates them. If you want to live as a human for a long time, you have to be perfect—"

Sure enough, at least seven and a half of the ten Ites were gossipers, and Lynn secretly slandered. But since Hughes came here and started all kinds of gags, the air has suddenly become much lighter. Originally, after every practice failure, the physical discomfort and a little fear in the soul were also beaten out of the sky by this guy's ridicule.

Moreover, Hughes's attainments in the occult arts were exaggerated—Elinn's experience, in terms of application and some techniques, he was not even weaker than Dean Iger. He always sees the reasons for his failures and gives targeted advice. The only problem is that this Iter is really not respected by her.

"Got it." She raised an eyebrow at Hughes, "But it's hard...... It is necessary not only to ensure the correct appearance, but also to finely control the magic to form all the structures in the body...... It will take hundreds of years for the real dragons to become familiar with this......"

"So when you succeed, you'll be the first to complete the transformation during the Hatchling Dragon. Maybe you can be inducted into the Dragon's Hall of Fame. Highland Sia took over with a smile, "Okay, do it again." The body and head are fine just now, so let's try the other parts this time, right? ”

"I think those claws are cute, and the wings on the back are great!" Hughes said, "Of course, the best thing is the ogre's head!" ”

She gave Hughes a blank look, reimmersed herself in her body, slowly mobilized her magic, and began to try again.

……

As the sun sets, the twilight re-envelops the Moon Song City in early autumn. Hawkers who are not yet out of business carry carts full of handicrafts along the stone-paved streets, humming songs of the Elna people. The two squirrels played with each other, passed under the feet of pedestrians, and climbed up the dense canopy, disappearing into the dim light.

Lynn returned to the form of a young dragon and flapped her wings over the pedestrian's head. For half a month, the residents of Moon Song City have been familiar with this cute little dragon, but few people know her original identity. Several people who appeared to be travelers saw her, one of them shouting and waving at her, and she replied with a crisp short chirp.

She still lives on the third floor of the Guild, and is rarely disturbed. Those young people who wanted to explore the living environment of the 'dragon family' were politely blocked by the receptionist Allen. Today, however, when she opened the door of her room, she found a strangely familiar person sitting in the room that she hadn't seen in years.

Compared with the memories before leaving home, my mother seemed thinner, but her spirit was much better than then. It was only when she was a child that Lynn had seen her mother's current outfit. At that time, only her mother would take her around, climb mountains, go up trees, go down rivers, and play all kinds of interesting games. Since she got sick, her mother has rarely gone out, and her personality has become gentle and quiet. But in Lynn's heart, what she looks like now is her favorite, the real mother.

She ran to the other in small steps, and then was hugged into her arms by a warm body.

"It's so cute—it looks a lot older, but it reminds me of what you were like when you were a kid." Annaville stroked her back as she said something that made her cheeks heat, "How many years ago was the last time I saw a dragon...... Sure enough, the small ones are more pleasing than the big ones—"

Lynn struggled to break free from the woman's arms, took a few deep breaths, and then began to change—just the part of her head. At the end of the day, she was able to skillfully retrieve the head that belonged to 'Lynn' and leave the rest of the body in its original state. This is Hughes's suggestion to familiarize her with each part separately before trying to change the overall situation. Practice has proved that the effect is not bad.

Although it looks a little weird...... But who cares about it.

"Mother...... Have you been cured? She looked at her energetic mother, and her heart was full of joy, almost shining from her eyes, "It's Yufie, right?" How the hell did she do it? ”

"You guys really are." Annaville smiled and touched her head, "I'll tell you the details later." Well, first of all, this one. ”

The woman took out a sealed letter from the small bag she was carrying, carefully opened it, and handed it to Lynn. Lynn leaned over and saw her familiar, neat and soft handwriting.

"Lovely Lynn:

I have left Winterfell and am continuing my journey north along the Empire. I'm going to go to the Breeze Forest, where the Elna people are, to visit the ancient palace where my mother once entered. It is said that even she has not fully understood the secrets there, and it must have been an interesting adventure.

Until then, we—Lily, Alphons, Bell, and I—will need some time to finance the next leg of the journey. The life of the mercenary group is not very stable, but you can see the scenery from all over the mainland. Interestingly, none of us was thinking about saving money or what we were going to do in the future.

Lily said her team would never disband until it became number one on the mainland. It may sound idealistic, but we're all young, and some dreams are probably good.

There's a place for you in the group, and if you're ready, just pick a time to scare me.

Help me say hello to Miss Silvermoon, Dean Colens, Mr. Ikaroa, and the others who have taken care of us.

- Your best friend, Yuffie

"It's really like a letter she can write, old-fashioned." Lin tilted her head and said to herself, "Dean and Pfister have both gone to the south to investigate, but there is a person who indirectly hurt us uninvited, do you want to help you scold him?" ”

Naturally, she was referring to Hughes. However, despite knowing that he can be regarded as Cullen's "accomplice", he does not have much hatred at all. Why is that? Lynn herself couldn't even tell.

Perhaps she has never been able to connect the escaped Ites with the "murderer" who killed Mentor Caitlin. She had asked Hughes and Highland Thea with curiosity about the reasons for the disbandment of the Brigade, and the purpose of Hughes's assistance to Cullen. But the two who are usually like friends with her are reluctant to mention that past history.

"I'll tell you someday." At that time, Hylanthia looked away and replied to her in a low voice, "Wait until you have enough will to face those." ”

A hand swayed back and forth in front of her eyes, bringing her somewhat deviated thoughts back to the same place, "Is it hard?" ”

Lynn nodded slightly.

"Do you regret it?"

"Of course not!" She shook her head vigorously.

"Hmm......" Annaville pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "if you were asked to go back in time and give you another chance, would you still make the same choice?" ”

"Probably......" Lynn thought for a moment, "there's a one percent chance that I'll back off, right?" ”

Annaville laughed, "This is my daughter. She sat down beside Lynn, and the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, "How Yuffie healed me is a somewhat tortuous story. Are you mentally prepared? ”

A smile broke out on Lynn's face.

"Of course." She said, "That's my mom, isn't it?" ”