A typical fairy.
But Fang Hong had never seen such a quiet fairy, one that wasn't noisy at all.
"You are... a Dragon Soul?" Fang Hong asked her uncertainly.
Tata nodded slightly, her voice like lukewarm water, neither salty nor bland, so soothing it was unbearable. "I am the Artificial Dragon Soul of the Silver Tower, you are my second master."
Fang Hong's heart stirred. "Can you remember anything about your previous master?"
But Tata shook her head. "I only know this."
Fang Hong was somewhat disappointed, though he didn't know why he felt that way. Yet he also felt a touch of embarrassment, as if he had intruded on Miya's privacy.
"Would you like me to explain it to you, respected Mr. Knight?"
"Explain?" Fang Hong came back to his senses, "Are you talking about the system? No need." He shook his head.
