Dear Broom Knight

Although Lowry reacted strongly, he wasn't too nervous, after all, he could feel that the White Dragon Lady was just kindly reminding him.

His past life's memories brought him many benefits, but also quite a few drawbacks, always treating non-human creatures as animals… even the White Dragon.

Although his lack of fear made it easy to befriend magical creatures, occasionally situations like this would cross the line.

It was fine before, but since becoming an adult, Lowry felt that something was off… even his own mother's Gale Wolf friend wouldn't let him touch it anymore.

And of course, Rauscania was just mentioning it casually.

Lowry was the only cub she was willing to approach after becoming an adult… whether human or dragon.

Even female dragons with mates of their own kind, when they realize they are about to enter their egg-laying period, to step into a new dragon life, and from then on to bear the fate of other beings, and may even love their children as much as their own lives, will have a period of irritability.

That's completely different from being intimate with male dragons.

Rauscania had seen some of her fellow females become so terrifying during this stage… they were actually wholeheartedly good to beings other than themselves!

They were even willing to share the food in their mouths.

They would also desperately fight other creatures, including some male dragons pursuing her, in order to protect those little toys.

Just knowing in her inherited memories that she would have such a day and actually reaching that day were completely different for Rauscania.

Even knowing that the overflowing maternal love would directly disappear on the day the little dragon began to covet the mother's gold and silver treasures… generally, female dragons would drive away their children and let them go out to live independently at this point.

That's why outsiders don't understand why some dragons can raise their children for hundreds of years, while others kick them out after only a dozen years.

But dragons can definitely understand this point in time.

However, Rauscania still didn't want to be a mother so early.

However, not wanting to doesn't mean she could resist when her bloodline was surging.

Rauscania, who didn't like being controlled by those things, hadn't liked seeing cubs much in recent years, including her contractor's cubs… to be honest, she really looked down on the contractor's cubs.

So small, and already thinking about tricking her out of dragon eggs.

They should also think about whether their own father could wait until the day he exchanged heart's blood with her before he died if she was really an egg picked up by a contractor as rumored!

Moreover, Lowry was very good at talking and very sensible, and every encounter made Rauscania feel happy.

If she had a child like Lowry, Rauscania felt that she wouldn't be afraid of those hardships!

Therefore, Rauscania said this to sincerely remind the child she watched grow up, never think that other dragons can be touched just because of the intimacy between them.

Lowry has grown up!

The scent on him that dragons like will no longer just make dragons think he is cute and reliable.

Not every female dragon is as proper as she, Rauscania.

Don't let anyone trick him away.

The White Dragon Lady patted her front claws with a serious expression: she didn't want to see Lowry crying to her one day holding a half-dragon child… being tricked by a young female dragon would be fine, at least everyone is a newbie.

What if it's someone she has to call grandma?

These days, tricking men into having children doesn't violate the clan rules, and she can't let the cub she raised suffer for nothing.

But Rauscania was very confident in her deterrent power: as long as Lowry doesn't automatically offer himself up, even if there are dragons secretly coveting him, they would definitely not dare to force him!

This is the cub she, Rauscania, raised!

Moreover, her dear is also very grateful that Lowry's existence has reduced a lot of her irritability… every female dragon who realizes that she may have to dedicate herself to other beings will go crazy for a while.

Their brains tell them that having children is a kind of madness.

Their bodies instinctively cheer and welcome this moment.

The smarter the dragon, the more anxious they become because of this instinct that doesn't fit their personality, until they find inner balance.

But because of Lowry, her time was greatly shortened, so naturally the biggest beneficiary was Rauscania's partner.

The White Dragon Lady felt that she was very fair, she wouldn't bother the contractor because of this kind of thing, but the partner who caused her this irritability must be kicked.

"Alex, Alex! Alex!"

Rauscania, who was lost in memories, was startled by a series of wails.

She stared at the white-clothed woman who was chanting with a lot of melody, a little curious: "Is she singing?

Did someone die?"

Although Rauscania's question was a mess, Lowry still understood what she meant… in the eyes of this White Dragon Lady, Ice and Snow believers and dogs can be equated.

And dogs do indeed howl sadly when their companions die.

Isabella seemed to understand too, and her sad and desolate little tune couldn't help but stop for a second.

Although she immediately picked it up again, the pitiful atmosphere couldn't be found again.

"Isabella, I remember, I made it clear to you face to face back then."

With a backer, Alex's words were much harder, "Maybe I didn't speak politely, but there isn't a single word I said that can't be said now!

I have never tried to hide your existence, Isabella, isn't it always you who have been lying?

Why can you still act like I'm the one who wronged you?"

The Ice and Snow Saintess stopped crying and replied with a cold face: "When you abandoned me for power and status, you had already wronged me!"

Alex really felt it was absurd: "What nonsense are you talking about?

If I didn't have power and status, would you have approached me?

No, if I lost all of that, you would just leave, right?

Isabella, how can you say such a thing?"

"But, it was you who left."

Isabella repeated.

Alex stared at her for a long, long time, his eyes sliding over the bloody traces hanging inside the ice bowl, and then looked at Isabella, who seemed to have not smelled anything or seen any dirt.

A huge sadness suddenly appeared on his face: "Grandfather, I really understand what you said.

My Isabella is long gone.

This one now is just a shell.

She, even her ambition and madness are stiff.

The cult… indeed, can never bring salvation and happiness to anyone.

Only avengers can survive there.

On the day the revenge is successful, the one who is alive is not her… not to mention those people who were originally attracted by the well-hidden filth.

I miss that ambitious but vibrant girl, she's long gone."

"Is it okay to kill her? Grandfather." Alex pleaded, "My love can be a ruin, a desert, but… at least I can still have a tombstone."

The White Dragon King looked at him and nodded: "Yes."

The huge ice bowl that was upside down made a creaking sound.

Before Rauscania could protest, the White Dragon King's words floated into her ears: "Rauscania, go back, I'll get you a real preservation bowl."

Rauscania immediately widened her eyes: "That kind, that can even maintain heat?"

"Yes." The White Dragon King replied decisively, "Our Arslan can already make that kind of good stuff."

Rauscania nodded quickly: "Then do whatever you want, but I want three!"

"No problem, I'll get you 10! And each one will be different, and absolutely gorgeous!" The White Dragon King said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Lowry couldn't help scratching his ear.

He vaguely remembered that Teacher Arslan had mentioned to him that the recent research direction was a new type of material.

It's actually a bit like glass, colored glass.

Although they have already been able to make a material that is as strong as steel and can also be engraved with runes, they have no way to control the color of the output, and the transparency is not very high.

It can only be said that it has the charm of glazed glass, but it is by no means fragile.

Moreover, the acceptance of runes is not very high. Vacuum preservation and temperature control are no problem, and defensive runes can barely work, but attack and illusion runes cannot be applied at all.

But if it only has defensive functions, then the materials invested in the front are a bit too precious… To put it bluntly, it can't smooth out the cost.

Therefore, a different research direction has now been changed.

Those in front are planned to be sold as luxury goods.

If Rauscania wants exactly the same bowl, it is actually the most impossible.

And the most dazzling star in the Northern Kingdom is the White Dragon Lady.

The things she usually uses, especially her favorite jewelry, can quickly become popular outside.

If Rauscania really uses a glazed bowl every day after returning, she will definitely be able to sell those colored glazed glass that have been engraved with various runes at sky-high prices!

Otherwise, normal nobles would only choose to have the kitchen make new ones at any time, how could they buy a thermal bowl?

That bowl is enough for their family to eat fresh food for a lifetime.

But if it becomes a popular luxury item, a symbol of showing off their strength and wealth, then any amount of money is worth it.

Lowry quickly recalled the ingredient diagram that Arslan had sent him in his mind, and then decided to make two sets by himself… Although he doesn't have many materials, he really has them all, especially those special ones, visitors from outside the sky.

For example, meteorite fragments, such as star sand, such as the fur of astral creatures, which are very rare in this world, Lowry has a lot of them.

Lowry also doesn't plan to guess which unlucky guy his artifact came from who fought outside this world in the first place, just let it be~

He has never been the kind of person who seeks suffering for himself.

Then Lowry came back to his senses in Alex's cry of pain, "Goodbye! Isabella!", and looked at the Ice and Snow Saintess who had already been buried directly in the earth by the ice bowl.