“My hands?” Gone.
The callused hands I’d honed through fifty years of sword training were gone, replaced by a pair of delicate little hands that looked as if they’d snap like white radishes.
“My feet?” Also gone.
The sturdy old legs that had carried me across a thousand miles each day were no more, replaced by a pair of weak, skinny legs like chopsticks, as fragile as saplings growing on the ground.
“My muscles?” No need to even ask.
Now my body was flat as a plain, my skin smooth as jade, not a single hint of muscle anywhere.
“Damn that Surpreme Sage! You useless glutton! If you can’t use magic properly, don’t use it on me! How dare you pull such a dirty trick? If you’ve got guts, come face me fair and square for a real showdown!”
The Nameless Hero rushed to the little creek by the woods and looked at his reflection, immediately cursing up a storm.
Of course, the face reflected in the water wasn’t that of the grizzled, indomitable Sword Saint he remembered.
Instead, it was a delicate, fair, and youthful girl’s face, with a messy, lazily-styled mane of violet hair.
Yet the girl’s expression was as cold and merciless as ever.
“I… I’ve only seen this hair color on the Demon Queen… Ahhhhhhh…”
The Nameless Hero collapsed by the creek, unable to process what had happened.
Though now, she really had become a girl hero!
This brand new body was probably only about fourteen years old, truly lacking even the strength to truss a chicken.
“Is this your plan? Surpreme Sage, did you turn me into this to subject me to endless humiliation?”
Come to think of it, this outcome was far more agonizing than simply being killed.
After all, someone like the Nameless Hero had long ceased to fear death—in fact, she’d always sought it.
But what she sought was an honorable death in battle, a glorious and resplendent end.
Yet look at her now, deliberately made young and beautiful.
The most likely fate was to be caught by Bandits, humiliated, then sold to some Noble and humiliated again, until she was played to death.
She knew Bandits too well. She knew Nobles even better.
As the nameless girl hero wallowed in her misery, a tall, silver-haired, bronze-skinned, golden-eyed older girl approached.
“You can’t be…”
The girl hero suddenly realized something even more terrifying.
She turned to look, only to see the silver-haired girl beside her holding a huge, pitch-black egg.
On the eggshell was an ancient marking that looked just like a 【？】.
This only confirmed her suspicions, and left her sitting there in stunned silence.
“White Dragon Xis?” the girl hero called out.
“Mm, mm, mm.” The silver-haired girl nodded.
“Oh my heavens.” The girl hero couldn’t help but clutch her forehead, suddenly dizzy and drenched in sweat.
There was no doubt.
This strange silver-haired girl was none other than the White Dragon who’d accompanied her for most of her life.
And the bizarre Black Dragon Egg she held was proof enough.
What’s more, after transforming, she looked around eighteen years old, her body bigger in every way than the girl hero’s—truly, comparisons are odious.
The girl hero, who’d been about to give up, saw the Black Dragon Egg and immediately perked up, her mind sharpening in an instant.
She couldn’t just give up because of a change in appearance.
This home depended on her to support it.
“White Dragon, let’s go. We can’t stay here.”
The girl hero stood up and left the creek.
The first thing to look for was clothing.
She herself was barely clinging to the tattered swordsman’s cloak from her old man days, but the White Dragon Girl was completely naked—she couldn’t risk being seen like that.
Relying on her powerful memory and years of wandering the land, the girl hero quickly figured out where she’d fallen.
“The outskirts of the South Forest. Exact location unknown. A remote No Man’s Land.”
Well, no need to rush to find clothes, then.
“Uuu~”
The White Dragon Girl let out a weird giggle and snuggled up, hugging the girl hero while casually tossing the dragon egg aside.
“What are you doing? Let go of me, stop messing around.”
The girl hero struggled, pushing the White Dragon Girl away and breaking free from her impressive chest.
The White Dragon Girl reluctantly let go, but still insisted on rubbing her cheek against the girl hero’s.
“Can you speak?” the girl hero asked.
“Gua?” The White Dragon Girl tilted her head.
“…”
The girl hero’s mouth twitched in silence.
In the past, Ancient Dragons could sense her true thoughts, so they’d never needed words—just a thought and they understood each other.
She’d always believed her old friend was an omnipotent, extraordinary Ancient Dragon.
How had her companion of decades turned into a simpleton after taking human form?
You’re the Dragon King who’s lived a thousand years!
You’re the Top Ten Evil Dragons’ leader!
“Sadam Ludwig.” Suddenly, the White Dragon Girl called out a name.
The girl hero was stunned for a long while before forcing a bitter smile. “It’s been a long time since I heard that name.”
That was her original name.
After being declared a traitor by the Kingdom, she’d become the unacknowledged Nameless Hero.
Few people in the world remembered her name, and none dared speak it.
Even she had nearly forgotten it.
“Am I really going to have to pick up that name again?”
She lowered her head and looked at her tiny feet.
How long had it been since she’d stood on human lands?
Well, she couldn’t ride a dragon through the skies for now, anyway.
If she needed to interact with other races, a name was a necessity.
Suddenly, Sadam realized—had they forgotten something important?
“Where did you throw the dragon egg?” she suddenly looked around in a panic.
Just then, she saw a massive Demon Bear lurking nearby, the dragon egg clamped in its jaws.
It was biting down with all its might, but the egg wasn’t damaged in the slightest. Finally, it spat the egg out, turned, and glared at Sadam and the White Dragon Girl.
“Demon Bear!” Sadam reached for her waist—nothing.
Her sword was gone.
In that split second of hesitation, the five-meter-tall Demon Bear lunged at her, like a mountain crashing down.
Sadam was engulfed in a huge shadow, nowhere to escape, her face turning pale.
The worst had happened!
With such a weak body, wasn’t she doomed if she ran into a powerful monster out here?
“Clang!”
A beam of white Dragon Breath flashed by, tearing through the sky.
The Demon Bear collapsed halfway through its pounce, a bloody hole blasted through its chest, killed in an instant.
“Huh?” Sadam, who’d escaped death, was dumbfounded.
Turning around, she saw the White Dragon Girl, looking serious, raising her palm, faint traces of Dragon Breath magic swirling above it.
Of course! Even in human form, Ancient Dragons could still use magic!
Those who knew magic weren’t like her, a brawler who lost ninety-nine percent of her combat power once her strong body was taken away.
“So in the end, I’m the only one who lost all my strength?”
Sadam complained as she went to pick up the Black Dragon Egg and checked it over.
The Demon Bear had gnawed on it for quite a while, leaving only a few shallow scratches—no real damage.
It was unbelievably tough.
“Xis, don’t worry. We’ll definitely find the Surpreme Sage and make him turn us back.” Sadam gritted her teeth in anger, muttering fiercely.
“Doo↑ doo↓ doo↑” The White Dragon Girl, on the other hand, looked completely unconcerned, whistling away.
Looks like an interesting story. Well, the tag list isn’t out yet, but this definitely deserves the Gender Bender one. Heh