Ailar wasn't stupid; on the contrary, she was quite intelligent.
She quickly connected these pieces of information, her mind immediately launching into a brainstorming session.
Seeing Ailar frozen, lost in her own thoughts, Jona Velli curled her lips.
She couldn't help but admire her carefree nature, but more importantly... she was still gripping her neck.
"Hey, hey, I'm asking you."
Jona Velli shook Ailar while holding her.
"Why do you feel even more clueless than Gris?"
Shaken by Jona Velli, Ailar quickly snapped back to reality.
Her amber pupils looked at Jona Velli as she spoke excitedly.
"White hair, dragon horns and tail like that... are you the little cutie Jona Velli?!!!"
Hearing her name called out directly, Jona Velli froze in place.
Friel did the same.
Ailar looked excitedly at Friel.
"You're that Red Dragon, Friel, right?!"
"Wakakakakaka!!! I finally get to meet you guys!"
"It's real! It's the real Friel and the real Jona Velli in reality!"
"It's what Sister Sasha said was real!"
"Wakakakakakakakakaka!"
"Huh? Wait? Where's that silly Little Black Dragon? I don't see him?"
After saying this, Ailar searched among the group for Gris, but unfortunately, she found nothing.
Seeing Ailar suddenly burst into wild laughter and then start looking around, Jona Velli was completely bewildered.
What's up with this Metal Dragon? Why does she feel... a bit silly?
But soon, Jona Velli shook her head again, her expression turning serious as she said.
"I never expected the Metal Dragons of Dragon Island to have investigated us to this extent. Friel, what do you think?"
Jona Velli set Ailar down on the ground and turned to look at Friel.
Friel was also very serious, but unlike Jona Velli, she didn't jump to conclusions and instead asked.
"You just mentioned Sasha?"
Hearing this, Jona Velli snapped back to attention and looked at Ailar.
From the way she kept calling her'Sister Sasha,' their relationship must be quite close.
Ailar was taken aback, then placed her fists under her chin and nodded vigorously.
"Yeah, yeah, Sasha is my sister!"
The two dragons exchanged a glance and looked back at Ailar.
Brass-colored hair, amber eyes, a high-bridged nose, delicate lips, and a slightly rounded face.
Recalling Sasha: silver hair, silver-white eyes, a delicate face, more slender and defined.
No matter how you thought about it, these two couldn't possibly be biological sisters.
But... thinking about how Metal Dragons interact, yeah, they're definitely like neighborly sisters.
"Since you're Sasha's sister, why aren't you staying with her?"
Hearing Jona Velli's question, Ailar stiffened all over, her expression awkward.
She raised her small hand, scratched her head, and mumbled.
"Uh... maybe... probably, if Sister Sasha knew where I was, she'd... kill me?"
Remembering Sasha's furious appearance, Ailar felt a pang of fear.
By the Dragon God above, who knows how her butt survived the whip-tail of a Legendary Dragon.
Hearing Ailar's words, Jona Velli and Friel both showed interested expressions.
"Details."
"Uh... that, can I not say? Haha~"
Ailar laughed awkwardly, only to see the two dragons leaning in and shaking their heads in unison.
"No way~"
"Uh... really can't?"
Crack—
Snap—
The sound of bones cracking came as Jona Velli rubbed her palm and fist, and Friel cracked her knuckles.
Gulp—
"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
Her heterochromatic pupils narrowed slightly as Ailar averted her gaze and lowered her head a bit.
"Alright, alright, telling you isn't a big deal, since it's something everyone on Dragon Island knows."
"Only..."
Ailar looked at the people around them.
"Dragon matters are not for outsiders to know."
Jona Velli nodded, gave Friel a look, and Friel understood, immediately opening a Spatial Gate and taking the two dragons away from there.
In the blink of an eye, the Three Dragons appeared in a grand, opulent palace.
Though it differed somewhat from her memory, Jona Velli recognized it as the palace of White Crystal City.
"Here, quiet enough, right?"
Ailar looked around, trying not to be stunned by the luxurious sight.
The walls were made of gold and silver, the palace was vast and empty, with crystal chandeliers flickering softly.
"Wow! Is it really this good? I should've gone out adventuring earlier."
Ailar was tempted, no, she was very tempted.
"Forget all that, tell us what happened between you and Sasha?"
Jona Velli was eager to know.
After all, she knew Sasha's personality; she wasn't the type to get angry easily.
Whatever could make Sasha angry must be unusual.
Ailar showed an awkward expression.
"I just asked Sister Sasha to tell me stories about the outside world, then shared them with friends on Dragon Island, and ended up with all the dragons on Dragon Island knowing about Sasha's affairs."
Ailar deliberately lowered her voice on the dragon language word "stories," trying to divert Jona Velli and the others' attention.
But Friel wasn't so easily fooled.
"What stories?"
Hearing Friel's words, Ailar felt her heart sink.
"Alright, alright, it's the story 'Rebellious Silver Dragon Girl Runs Away from Home, Meets Black Dragon Prince.'
You can search for it in the Inheritance Memory; I even made a special album, with the IP address on Dragon Island."
Jona Velli and Friel exchanged a glance, both seeing the exasperation in each other's eyes.
What kind of bird story is this?
Jona Velli immersed her consciousness into the Inheritance Memory, and with a thought, a brass-colored stream of light shot out from the sea of memories, forming into the shape of a book.
Jona Velli didn't have much time to read slowly now, so she directly used her mental power to absorb the memories.
'A little Silver Dragon named Sasha was full of curiosity about the outside world. One day, while her parents weren't paying attention, she secretly slipped out of Dragon Island, where she had lived since childhood.
She drifted and wandered outside, eventually captured by a despicable slave trader and sold to a King.
What the Silver Dragon Girl Sasha didn't know was that this King was a cunning Black Dragon in disguise.
But to avoid being detected by the elders on Dragon Island, she never used her power.
However, what puzzled Sasha was that this King seemed a bit dull and foolish...'
Before she could finish absorbing it, Jona Velli cut it off, exited the Inheritance Memory, and her face darkened.
"What did you write? It's complete nonsense!"
"What's wrong?"
Friel leaned in; honestly, things that could make Jona Velli react like this were rare.
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