Chapter 195

Chapter 195

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The boat made of ice gently came to a halt in front of the iceberg.

Thunk-

Thick clouds were spreading snowflakes all over the sanctuary.

Cuculli stepped onto the soft floor and glanced around for a moment.

The ground covered with white snow like a silver blanket.

As if unaffected by the noise outside, everything unfolded beautifully in silence.

Over there.

At the gentle slope of the icebergs peak, a small temple was nestled.

Without hesitation, Cuculli hurried towards it.

I need to hurry.

At the beginning of the path.

A sign carved in the language of the Frost Dragon Tribe was tilted diagonally.

Cuculli found herself reading it aloud involuntarily.

Hall of Tranquil Peace.

It must mean a place to relieve ones regrets.

Cucullis eyes twitched slightly.

Did the ancestors let go of their regrets as they passed through this path?

With nothing, not even trees, rocks, or flowers.

What thoughts did her father have as he crossed this silent polar region?

Tap-tap-

Her steps were unwavering, but she couldnt shake off those questions.

And then, at a certain moment.

Cuculli realized that some giant figures were watching her.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Fleeting silhouettes that dispersed like smoke when she tried to focus on them.

Indecipherable murmurs penetrated Cucullis ears.

[Accept it.]

[It sinks]

[Harvest it]

[Welcome it]

They didnt seem threatening.

No, Cuculli rather felt familiarity and comfort in the falling snow.

Not knowing their identity was even stranger.

Former tribal chiefs People who were baptized before me. Then.

He must be among them.

Cuculli struggled with the urge to stop and observe each figure closely.

Tap-tap-

Ignoring the echoing voices, her footsteps quickened.

Finally, she arrived in front of the temple at the summit.

The temple, built of transparent ice, was so beautiful and mysterious that even someone indifferent to art, architecture, or beauty would stare in awe for a long time.

But Cuculli didnt spare a glance at the beautiful decorations and architectural styles as she pushed open the main door.

Her hurried steps continued as she crossed corridors and passed prayer halls without stopping.

She marched steadily toward the altar at the center of the temple.

Cuculli stopped in her tracks when she faced a woman who bore a striking resemblance to her.

Youve come.

Exhaling, Cuculli stood upright, trying to steady her ragged breath.

The woman, smiling faintly, watched Cuculli until her labored breath turned into white vapor and dissipated.

It was unmistakable.

She was engraved in Cucullis blood and origins.

Cuculli spoke up.

Hello, Frost Dragon.

Surprisingly gentle and ordinary, the Frost Dragon replied.

Ive been waiting for you, Cuculli.

The Frost Dragon.

To be precise, it was part of the power she left in the world.

She was also a priest who had presided over baptisms in the sanctuary for an immeasurable amount of time.

Cuculli stared at her for a few seconds, then spoke abruptly.

It was regrettable but necessary to be rude.

Um, Ancestress? Can you baptize me, please? As soon as possible.

The Frost Dragon widened her eyes for a moment, then let out a subdued laugh.

Whats the rush?

Shaking her head, Cuculli replied.

Its too long to explain the circumstances! Can you just baptize me first?!

Im sorry, but itll take some time for the ritual to be prepared. Please wait a little longer.

Apologizing with a gesture, the Frost Dragon lightly tapped Cucullis shoulder.

Even her friendly gesture eased the remaining tension.

Cuculli sighed deeply and sat down on the floor.

Ugh, its urgent I need to receive it quickly! Please hurry.

I wont die.

At some point, the Frost Dragon had fallen silent, gazing at Cuculli.

That wasnt just bravado.

Cuculli genuinely believed it.

This is how Ill survive.

Yes, if she refused baptism and ended up stuck somewhere on the continent, she could live out the rest of her days peacefully.

But what meaning would that have?

That wasnt an option.

At that point, my long life would become a curse.

As a coward who abandoned duty and responsibility, she would have to endure days many times longer than others.

That was death.

The irreversible death of the soul.

Under the ancestors unknowing gaze, Cuculli voiced her conclusion.

Ill burn here. So my friends can see. So they can remember me forever. Bright and hot!

Facing Cucullis radiant face, the Frost Dragon nodded slowly.

All curiosity was satisfied.

Unconsciously, she murmured,

Well, maybe you can make it happen.

Cuculli perked up at the cryptic remark.

What?

Theres no need to harbor false hopes.

Excuse me, Ancestor Can you hear everything?

It was a slight deviation.

The Frost Dragon reached out and patted Cucullis small head.

Then she asked,

Are you ready?

Cuculli smiled faintly.

Yes!

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Swoosh-

The Frost Dragon looked at the frozen Cuculli inside the giant ice crystal.

As soon as the baptism began, a tremendous power that had been circling the North poured into her in real time.

Thanks to it, the temple was completely frozen, even on the outskirts.

The Frost Dragons eyes swept over Cuculli from head to toe.

Itll probably take about an hour.

The degree of transformation would vary according to Cucullis aptitude.

Like most baptizees, if she wasnt particularly talented, she might only be able to transform one limb into a dragon, but if she was talented, like her father Dorempa, she might be able to go beyond half and even use wings.

And if

No.

The Frost Dragon shook her head with excitement.

That had never happened in the long history of the North.

She sat back against the ice crystal and looked toward the entrance of the temple.

Its getting chaotic out there.

She knew there was turmoil outside.

It seemed that the dirty entities were taking advantage of the absence of the baptizee to target the North.

But she was just a fragment entrusted with the conservation and transmission of power.

As always, she couldnt intervene in external affairs.

Is this coming to an end?

The Frost Dragon looked at her fading hand.

Once the baptism was complete, she would temporarily disappear.

Only when the baptizee died and the power returned to the sanctuary would she reveal herself again.

Cuculli.

Turning her body, the Frost Dragon looked at the frozen Frost Dragon girl.

Im going to burn here. So that my friends can see me. So that Ill be forever engraved in their memories. Bright and hot!

A true Frost Dragon who genuinely loves humans.

How ironic.

With her eyes closed, she now thought of the human, whose face was becoming increasingly vague.

Yes.

Cuculli needed to think about why the Frost Dragon Tribe existed.

If the ancestor had formed a bond with a different dragon, there would be no Frost Dragon Tribe on this land.

Another dragon tribe would have been born.

A harmony.

If Cuculli could realize that

With a small smile, the Frost Dragon looked at the girl beyond the ice.

I guess I can live with you.

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