Dear Broom Knight

Ruthkania hesitated for a moment before saying, "Probably so.

Although Lowry doesn't speak as despicably as you, he's very sharp, and you'll get scolded if you're not careful."

"Thank you, a compliment," Travis replied with a proud look.

Then he asked curiously, "So, you mean, you wouldn't bring up old scores with him like you do with me?

Why? Because he's a minor?"

"Yes," Ruthkania nodded earnestly, "Just like before I came of age, I could take you to other white dragons to steal mine tunnels.

As long as we weren't caught on the spot, those white dragons wouldn't hold it against me."

Travis smiled hesitantly… Wasn't that because your dad is the White Dragon King?

Although the example Ruthkania used for comparison wasn't quite right, Travis could still feel Ruthkania's true feelings for Lowry.

He actually couldn't understand why these two could build such a deep and firm relationship in just a few meetings.

Humans, in fact, find it difficult to do this.

Fortunately, Lowry is not quite like a human in some ways… What do dragons use to judge whether each other is trustworthy?

Ruthkania is actually quite suspicious; Travis really can't figure it out.

Could it be…

"Stop talking nonsense! Why bring up the prophecy? Are you being stupid?"

Travis's slight hesitation dissipated in Ruthkania's urgent urging.

He patted his friend's big claws: "I'm not that stupid.

I was just thinking about those prophecies.

You see, Ruthkania, if you hadn't told me that the White Dragon King, in order to stay in this world, voluntarily locked himself into this world's timeline, allowing that incarnation of the self-sacrificing world will to use him as one of the main threads when weaving the web of fate… I might have been framed by that particularly realistic prophecy.

But knowing the truth, I certainly wouldn't fall for that.

I just can't figure out if the Night Goddess is entering the game muddle-headed or pretending to be foolish while being clear-headed."

"She is the World Will's most beloved daughter, Travis," Ruthkania replied straightforwardly, "She can only pretend to be foolish while being clear-headed."

Travis nodded: "So, I don't quite understand why she's so against Lowry."

"Lowry is not just a Dragonborn," Ruthkania looked down at him and finally said something, "His bloodline makes it difficult for fate to locate him.

The fate written by that person may have set up a hundred outcomes, but once it involves Lowry, it will suddenly become the hundred and first."

"What does that mean?" Travis wasn't really not understanding; he was just frightened, "Does Lowry know this himself?"

"He doesn't know anything about prophecies," Ruthkania sneered, "If it weren't for my black-hearted father wanting to drag you down, making me go crazy and overturning all that filth, wouldn't you have been kept in the dark too?"

"So, that's why she's so concerned about Lowry's movements?" Travis finally connected all the causes and effects, "Ruthkania, do you think we should tell Lowry?"

"No!" Ruthkania refused decisively, "Guess why I must give the child to Lowry to raise?

The further he is from the world's mess, the better.

As long as all the decisions he makes come from his heart, he won't be dragged into this predetermined fate."

Travis nodded: "In that case, I have to handle some things differently.

But, it should be okay if I ask Lowry what he's been up to lately, right?"

Ruthkania, realizing that things had returned to the starting point, was confused for a while before realizing why Travis, who also had Lowry's contact information, had to ask her this question.

Although she was also entangled in fate because of that unlucky father, since she had always interacted with Lowry as a dragon, their daily exchanges that didn't involve serious matters wouldn't have any negative impact.

In other words, there's no way to drag Lowry down through Ruthkania.

Travis might not have understood exactly what was going on at first, but he intuitively chose the most beneficial method.

Ruthkania opened her mouth, but in the end, she chose to kick Travis out and then contacted Lowry.

—

"Ruthkania, long time no see," Lowry looked at the big white bird beside him with a smile, "Are you done with your business? Should I bring Lily and the others over?"

"I came to find you, Lowry," Ruthkania thought for a moment and gave up.

She and Travis had to pay attention to the safety of the royal palace at all times.

In a situation where it was difficult to harm them, the only way for those people was to cause chaos in the royal palace or even shut down the royal palace's array.

Ruthkania's time was limited, so she had to temporarily give up parental time.

"Is something the matter?" Lowry couldn't think of anything recently that he needed to do.

"You haven't even left the castle these past two days?" Ruthkania asked bluntly, "Even Cheska and Taylor don't know what you're busy with, so what are you busy with?"

"I'm building my demiplane; I've saved enough materials recently," Lowry also replied straightforwardly, "Who cares so much about me?"

"Who else?" Ruthkania sneered.

"What does she want to do again?" Lowry asked a little impatiently.

Ruthkania gave a simple and clear summary.

"Huh? Hmm…" Lowry hesitated for a long while before saying, "Silver-blue moonlight…

Is she crazy or am I hallucinating?"

Although the dragon's inherited memories rarely involve the twin moon goddesses of Toril, as long as they do, they are filled with lengthy warnings and bloody screams.

No proper dragon would ever easily deal with them… except for those skeletons in the Dragon Cult who have forgotten who they are.

Therefore, Lowry wasn't worried that his fear and vigilance towards Selûne would cause any misunderstandings.

That's how a proper dragon should be.

"She herself is willing," Ruthkania sneered, "What she wants is originally a life-and-death situation… Hmm?"

The white dragon lady disconnected as soon as she finished speaking.

Lowry's eyes widened, and he quickly contacted Travis.

Without Lowry needing to say anything more, the White Dragon King understood what was wrong: "I don't sense anything wrong with Ruthkania."

He seemed to be near the dragon's nest and quickly found Ruthkania.

"She's asleep," Travis said as calmly as possible, "Wait, I'll try to wake her in her mental sea."

Fortunately, the white dragon lady woke up with a shout.

"Ruthkania, how are you?" Lowry asked anxiously.

"I'm fine," Ruthkania glanced at Travis, who was checking her, and replied groggily, "Lowry, what did I just say? Do you remember?"

"Don't you remember?"

"I only remember you calling her crazy."

Lowry frowned slightly: "We were just talking about that!

"Hmm?" Ruthkania said hesitantly, "You've been hit too!

Then let me think…"

"Think about what!" Travis stopped her directly, "Isn't intervening in fate what you've been emphasizing to me?

What are you doing now?"

Ruthkania hesitated for a moment, her tone still carrying a hint of unwillingness: "Okay, let's leave it at that for today.

Lowry, we'll talk next time."

"Okay, Ruthkania," Lowry said calmly, "Anyway, it shouldn't be related to us, so let her be!

Don't think about it anymore, what if you force me to remember too!"

"Got it! Got it!" Ruthkania replied dejectedly, "Why are you as long-winded as Travis."

—

Lowry, who had hung up the call, looked up.

The sky of the demiplane was still so blue, and a few white clouds seemed to be inlaid on it.

The clouds appeared after Lowry had built the water system to be sufficiently abundant.

After there were enough plants, the demiplane had a slight breeze.

These interactions between the elements, as well as their checks and balances, were enough for Lowry to study until the end of time.

He didn't fall asleep like Ruthkania, washing away that part of his memory, probably because he was in an independent demiplane.

Fortunately, he didn't build a real door when transporting those plants and animals into the demiplane because of the trouble, but instead used the connection between himself and Huayu to create a temporary door.

His demiplane was still in a closed state.

This prevented him from being affected.

But judging from how easily Ruthkania was awakened, this should just be a warning from the World Will.

Then, is this the backhand prepared by the World Will, or… has the World Will begun to recover?

Lowry thought for a while and, after preparing a message for Cheska, flashed out of the demiplane.

Anyway, going out would be his bed.

However, nothing happened.

Lowry was still energetic, and his memory was still… should be, right?

Lowry couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

"Baron," Cheska, who had knocked twice on the door and then entered, interrupted his thoughts, "I'm coming in."

"For the next two months, I should be staying in the demiplane," Lowry looked at her, "If anyone asks, tell them I'm refining magical items."

"Okay," Cheska nodded, "Taylor said he was asked about it while patrolling."

Lowry asked curiously, "What did he answer?"

"He said the baron was contemplating important life events and didn't want to be disturbed."

Lowry opened his mouth slightly… No wonder the Night Goddess would suddenly find Travis.

Although ordinary people are still unaware, the gods probably know that Lowry is still a minor.