[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

The human community began to decrease, and the momentum of the mountains began to become proud.The ghosts at dusk cry and tell their lover's misfortune, the cunning goblin tries to pretend that he has clues in exchange for the products of the Noah tribe, the northern barbarians provide a false feast and the pursuit after the feast, and offer a gift to the deep-sea merman who fell in love with the elves at first sight. With the most romantic marriage proposal and the most terrifying self-destruction, the thousand-year-old dryad deliberately provided false information to keep the two friends—even though he finally sent them off to the norther coastline with a tree crown flowing with pine resin.Elrod and Geralt exchanged the Dryad's gift—a delicate piece of amber—for a young and inquisitive humpback whale, who was able to be carried across the dangerous sea of ​​drifting icebergs to the far north.

It used to be the residence of the Frost Giants, and legend has it that they were the heroes who fought the dragons.The bones of the mountains in the frozen canyons, the world is wrapped in hard snow and frozen soil.The broken armor of the Frost Giants, the city-state and the statue of Baal they once enshrined were sealed in cold amber and lost most of their flow. The ice waterfall hundreds of meters high seemed to be frozen for a moment, but it still showed a pouring down. arc of water.As the deep chill deepened, the air began to become thin and heavy, and a kind of indescribable sadness pervaded the air. The night became endless, but the snow still had a faint blue light.As if a thinned soul was whispering in the air, the young dragon's eyes began to brighten.

"I know the direction."

He took Elrod over the snow-covered mountains, walked through the tundra and ice fields, and spent several days breaking through an entrance on the sea surface where he could dive.The elves summoned the north wind to wrap their bodies around them and dive downward without getting wet—mostly by Geralt holding Elrod and spraying Squib-like dragon breath upwards to create a recoil and carry them down.

"Puff puff!"

The muffled sound of the air mass weakened by the water reminded Geralt of the sound of farts—not very pleasant.He even gradually mastered how to change course through recoil in the ocean current; but if he gets tired, the elf will close his eyes and call the sea elf, and then there will be groups of small transparent creatures swimming, leading A gorgeous current carried the two of them downward.

It took an unknown number of days before they finally saw the astonishing sight.

At first, Geralt even thought he really saw a dragon.Its body is made of ice and snow, its eyes are like light blue crystals, and it flaps its translucent wings. It only needs a dragon's breath to quickly freeze an army of frost giants.But the fantasy disappears, like the melting of ice and snow.If there is a transparent and hard metal in the world, it should be the product of ice dragon bones being weakened countless times.The nearly transparent huge skeleton exudes the majesty of a giant dragon, expelling all surrounding creatures.However, with the passage of time, the transparent color gradually became darker, as if the interval of the color became dimmed, and finally turned into a dark and hard rock under the frozen soil, presented in front of them.

This pair of bones is the inheritance of this ice dragon.

"Go."

The elf gave him the wind and sent him to the side of the skeleton.

***

While waiting for Geralt to accept the huge inheritance, Chu Songluo played boredly with the polar seabed version of Happy Farm.

He called the sea elves to bring thousands of beautiful corals, let the humpback whales move the ruins of a shipwreck, enclose the land as king, and raised all kinds of fish, big and small, and rehearsed that they are grouped according to color, like a tapestry , from the transparent plankton, all the way to the ink-like black, and then let the luminous little creatures swim through it, lighting up this ocher, red, indigo, soft pink, purple, bright yellow, etc. Colorful ribbons swim around in his small piece of sea.Huge scallops as tall as two people gently open and close, containing soft pearls as lighting; plants on the seabed of various colors sway their seductive bodies, dotted with coral colors.

Geralt, who had escaped from his infancy and evolved, turned into snow-white hair and light blue eyes, but he didn't have any fairy spirit at all. He was stunned at this magnificent happy farm under the sea as usual.

His elf was wrapped in a layer of wind, and his long golden hair was floating in the water, kissing "her" eyebrows and eyes sparklingly.Elrod's voice was as sweet as heaven compared to the dragon's roar, "Geralt."

Calling his name, the elf stretched out his hand to him—a slender, white, incredibly beautiful hand.

Geralt stared blankly at the beautiful elf.

Who can tell him, does Elrod mean the salvation of all things in Elvish language?

——! ! !

The white-haired youth instantly became huge.

The sea water was pushed away, the scales of the silver-white giant dragon were condensed with frost, and the light blue eyes opened, looking at the "elf girl" who suddenly became fragile and petite in front of her.He was a sea-breathing dragon—he opened his mouth, expelled a waterless void, and took the tiny elf into his mouth.

—God, "she" is in my mouth!Such a wonderful touch!

"She" actually touched my teeth and lay on my tongue!Come on, come on, dear girl, I am the most harmless dragon to candies in the world, and the most sincere knight among dragons.The feeling of holding the elf in his mouth gave the ice dragon an uncontrollable sense of pleasure. He couldn't help but exhale a puff of air from his nose, and immediately produced two icicles in the sea.

Geralt dared not speak for fear that moving his tongue or throat would upset the elf.He pressed his tongue tightly under his mouth, remained motionless, and carefully swung his tail and translucent wings to swim from the bottom of the deep sea to the edge of the continent.When they came, they traveled for half a year and only took two days and one night. Unfortunately, they were unlucky, and they arrived not at the forest where they left the dryads, but at the port on the northeast coast of the mainland.The dragon opened its mouth and let the elf step onto the land, and then he jumped ashore in human form, shaking the water droplets from his hair like a big dog.

As soon as he saw the elf's eyes, he couldn't help but feel the heat burning in his lower abdomen, and his lower body was swollen and painful.

The elf said, "Looks like you've come of age, Geralt."

Geralt followed "her" line of sight down, and then realized with embarrassment that he was now naked due to the side effect of bursting his shirt.The dragon's scales made him invulnerable, but he couldn't feel the temperature change so easily.Little Geralt's proud state could be seen at a glance, and Geralt didn't even know whether it would be better to cover it with his hand.

"Wait, wait for me!"

Geralt disappeared into the sea, and it took a long time before he came back with a mischievous smile.

But Elrod looked very calm, and handed him a robe—well, it fit well enough this time, but Geralt, who had strong muscles, began to feel a little constricted in his neck—it seemed that they Need to find a nearby town to buy clothes first.

The stone-and-brick town is still lively. It turns out that this is the closest supply station for bounty hunters leading to the forest or the deep sea.As night fell, they were again placed in the brightly lit world of alcohol and laughing people-but the elves obviously didn't care about it.

"She" said, "Tonight we shall part."

The words of "her" began to make Geralt a little confused.

"You have finally become a real dragon." Elrod looked up at the bright and twinkling stars, and sighed inaudibly. "Geralt, you should go and find the wizard Saweiman. He will teach you profound knowledge and great magic."

Geralt was a little confused by his strange choice of words, "I 'should'? Elrod, I'm shorter in terms of years than you've experienced, but—" He didn't know what to say, thinking The words, "Although—even though I am a dragon and you are an elf, I still insist on not believing in gods—the kind that loves all living beings and saves the world, and there is also the so-called, uh, fate."

Elrod said calmly: "It is true that elves do not have fate, but I am an exception."

Before I knew it, they had reached the deserted alley.The boiling human voice was left behind, the elf took off his hood, and the long pale golden hair poured down, harmonizing with the starlight.

"Elrod Ambatu, I am a lonely star loved by fate." "She" let out an elf-specific gleam, and said with downcast eyes, "I am an elf who was born and destined to die."

"Why?" Geralt fell into a calm state from the ecstasy of finally becoming a powerful ice dragon. He couldn't help but feel absurd. "This is the same as that half-elf princess. It's the fate prescribed by starlight?"

The elf nodded. "I originally followed the guidance of my elders and came to the mainland to look for Savman to use prophecy to show my destiny to avoid it, but the future seen by Savman's prophecy is not my destiny, he is prepared for me by the stars Killer. His prophecy is the sword against me, with which the king will send me to the stars."

Geralt felt an inexplicable shock.He was able to tell that Elrod was not lying, that is to say, no matter how superb prophecy Saweiman had, he could only predict the scene that would send Elrod to the end of death.

The roar of voices can still be heard, not to mention dragons and elves with keen senses.It's just that the ice dragon feels extremely quiet at the moment.

He was silent for a long time, and asked hoarsely, "What can I do for you?"

The elf looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally just sighed, and said calmly: "Maybe you can make a more realistic prophecy for me; and I will continue my travels in order to accumulate enough strength to face my fate. "

Geralt answered in a hoarse voice, "I will."

The elf's eyes are wide and far away, as if "she" is looking at the huge stars and the sky.A sudden and intense loneliness seemed to be a wall separating Geralt from "her". The feeling that the blond elf didn't pay any attention to him made him very uncomfortable.He wanted to hug "her", but he couldn't do it.

Geralt clenched his fists, but with a bright smile on his face, "Don't be so nervous, although we're supposed to part ways tonight, the rest will definitely be a long time later. Believe me, I will be The best prophet!"

Chu Songluo didn't hesitate to give him a smile at this moment.

"Of course I believe in you, you are my only true friend, Geralt."

Best friend Geralt's smile froze for a moment, then his eyes suddenly rolled, "Do you know Elrod?"

Although the elves are expressionless most of the time, Geralt has already been able to read "her" true emotions from "her" subtle expressions.The eyebrows were slightly adjusted, and the eyes moved to himself, which was interested and curious.Geralt showed two rows of white teeth, and smiled brightly, "Human etiquette - when a close friend bids farewell, he will give each other a kiss."

The elf's eyes widened slightly, which was a sign of surprise. ——Why is "she" surprised?

"It turns out that humans regard kisses as a farewell ceremony." The elf pondered for a moment, beckoning Geralt to come closer.

Oh!Take the bait!Geralt tried to be serious, but chuckled inwardly, "What's the matter?"

The elf said, "I'm not sure if an elf's kiss is any different from a human's kiss, don't be surprised."

Geralt: "Of course not!" Please come hard!Do not pity me!

The elf looks slender, but in fact he is tall. Even though Geralt has grown to 23, he doesn't seem to have made any special progress in height. He is still half a head shorter than Elrod - he plans to go back and build a height increase himself .The elf's cool fingertips lifted his chin, lowered his head to close his lips, and—

Then the elf with the leaves or the forest or the ocean?Damn it, anyway, it was the sweet and cool tongue that pried open his teeth and gave him the juice as good and sweet as fruit pulp. "Her" tongue was so dexterous, as if delicately plundering every bit of his strength, Geralt even made Geralt forget to breathe, his spine began to go limp, and his body swelled and ached.

— Goddess, why are you so proficient!

Geralt was breathless from "her" kiss, and leaned against the wall limply, but saw the elf's pointed ears turn red, and the faint murmur drifted away with the night wind, "It shouldn't be like this... "

Ah, is it because of me that I couldn't help but become such an aggressive kiss?

The corners of Geralt's lips curled up triumphantly, completely forgetting that he was the one who was breathlessly kissed.

The elf's expression remained the same as before, but his eyes no longer met his gaze, "A kiss...is the elf's blessing to their loved ones."

Geralt read the subtext of "her" discomfort - not such a kiss!

He said, "Yes, human beings can only treat close friends. For example, you can only treat me with such etiquette."

The starlight became brighter, but the face of the elf became blurred.

"...Goodbye, Geralt. I'm going on a journey."

"Goodbye, Elrod. You are going to travel, but from now on, the starlight every night will be related to you."

What kind of nonsense love talk is this?Geralt despised his ability to express, pursed his lips, his eyes sparkled, and repeated with great care.

"Goodbye, Elrod."

The author has something to say: Article 155 of "Three Hundred Wonderful Little Things Magic Apprentices Must Know": Dragons are infancy before inheritance, and after inheritance, they will become adults who are in heat at any time, and there is no growth period.

Article 172: Dragons grow bigger when excited. [Beep——] Become bigger, or become bigger into a dragon form.

Geralt: An elf named Elrod made me big.