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- A bunch of spears from the sky pierced straight into Cyril's chest.
Qian gasped for air. She clenched her spear tightly and watched intently as the king of the Neng clan wailed and turned into countless fragments, dissipating in the world. She turned around, and there was only a void left on the vast Jiji Plain. In the distant and deep darkness, a sky-blue figure was getting farther and farther away from her.
"Miss Owina!"
"Lord Lord!"
In the darkness, the mountain girl suddenly woke up. The soft sunlight was shining gently into the room from the window. The thin curtains cannot cover the brightness of summer. There is a warm lily placed on the desk.
Qian suddenly realized that she had a nightmare. She sat on the bed and gently put her hand on her chest. Everything in the past flowed gently in her heart. She raised her head and looked at the Azure Spear placed on the side of the room with some peace.
The sound of Hippamilla and Star fighting came from far away from the courtyard outside, and the sound of Nymesis scolding could be heard.
Outside the window, the sky is blue and clear.
The carriage drove slowly into the forest branch. Delphire held the letter in his hand and silently stared in that direction until the shadow of the mail coach finally disappeared.
She lowered her head and looked at the letter in her hand - a look of relief flashed in her bright eyes, and then she turned around briskly. In Yanbao's manor, the servants were discussing in low voices the kingdom's annual grand wedding.
"What happens after that?"
"After that, everything will naturally be fine. His Majesty the King of Fire cuts off the head of the Dusk Dragon with one sword, and the war of our era comes to an end."
"What does this have to do with the princess's wedding?"
"Of course it is related, Princess Fusha also participated in that war¡ª¡ª"
"But the stories I've heard are different from yours. Didn't His Majesty the King of Fire leave our world?"
"That's a rural rumor of yours."
Delphiri smiled slightly. She raised her head and stared at the clouds in the sky. The sea breeze was blowing gently, and the letter in her hand seemed to be flying.
There was a black pine seal stamped on the envelope.
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A young man was walking on the fir-collared avenue. He was unshaven, wearing a worn-out straw hat, holding grass blades in his mouth, and looking around curiously. The wide streets on both sides of Fir Castle have now changed greatly. On both sides of the road are emerging buildings - various magic workshops, roaring steam, and iron castings are still erected on the green belt. lamppost, with the royal lily emblem hanging on it.
Pedestrians on the road have never seen such a ragged and unkempt guy since the First Age of Silver, and they all glanced at the young man. The young man had no consciousness at all, and even stopped to stop someone and asked:
¡°Brother, may I ask, what year is this?¡±
"which year?"
"I mean, how long has it been since the Year of the Sword?"
The man looked at the young man as if he was crazy: "This is the Year of Xia Ye in the Second Era. This year has been twelve years since the Year of the Sword." Then he patted the young man on the shoulder: "Young man, Drinking less alcohol is not good for your health¡ª¡ª"
Caglis couldn¡¯t laugh or cry.
He didn¡¯t expect that it would take him twelve years to return to this world after he was cast into a space by the All-Union Society. And the most important thing is that everything here has changed from the Eruin he knew - there are no more lords, the kingdom has three more provinces in the Black Forest, and the royal party has grown in ten years. It had been disbanded and the war was over, so much so that the native of Tonigel turned out to be a rotten drunkard himself.
He sighed slightly, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.
Eruin still exists, but Lord, where are you?
He grabbed the man¡¯s arm, took out a silver coin from his pocket, put it in the other person¡¯s hand, and asked: ¡°What day is it today and what kind of celebration is this?¡±
Caglis pointed to both sides of the street, which were decorated with lights and hung with lily-emblem curtains. In the square in the distance, there were tables for placing beer kegs and food. The entire fir collar is now filled with a festive atmosphere.
"Don't you know, man, this is the wedding of Her Royal Highness the Princess¡ª¡ª"
"Her Royal Highness the Princess's wedding?" Caglis was surprised: "Princess Griffith is getting married. Who will she marry?"
"What Princess Griffin," the man said angrily.?: "Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess, died of illness a few years ago. Watch your mouth, young man. It is Princess Fusha who is getting married."
"The eldest princess died of illness? Is it Princess Fusha who is getting married?"
Caglis looked at the man walking away in a daze, his mind still unable to react for a long time - who is Princess Fusha?
He walked into the central square of Fir Castle with some despair. Under the bright sunshine, the towering statue finally caught his sight.
Caglis stood still.
Tears burst out of his eyes instantly.
Because he finally recognized that the most eye-catching knight statue on the square was the man he admired.
His lord.
He just stood under the statue in a daze, until someone came to him, stood side by side with him, and raised his head to look at the statue. After a while, the man spoke:
¡°Over the years, fewer and fewer people will stop under this statue.¡±
When Caglis heard the familiar voice, he suddenly turned around.
"Mr. Leto?"
"Caglis!?"
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The tall arched windows, bright colors, and the courtyard outside the window are still the same scenery as always. It seemed that in the past ten years, this somewhat quiet study had not changed much since the year her father passed away.
Griffin looked quietly at the long-backed chair under the curtain. The red velvet cushions on the chair still reflected the golden afternoon sunlight. In the slanted beams of sunlight, dust was flying up and down. She still remembered that a girl once sat on this chair, listening to the story Overwell told on that equally quiet afternoon.
Her Royal Highness the Princess blinked her eyes slowly, put away her thoughts, closed the door gently, then turned around and walked out.
But a voice called her from behind.
"elder sister."
Haruze wears a crown on her head, looking at her sister's somewhat slender and aloof back from behind. In the past ten years, he has grown up and has the responsibility and responsibility of being a king. But there are some things that he can't let go of.
"Call me the eldest princess."
"Sister," Haruze couldn't help but whispered, "Take me to say hello to the teacher."
Griffin turned around and looked at his brother with wandering eyes.
Her Royal Highness the Princess had a faint smile on her face: "Why don't you go by yourself?"
¡°Teacher, he doesn¡¯t want to see me¡ª¡ª¡±
"Really?" Griffin's eyes flashed with a narrow light: "Speaking of which, I married him on your behalf."
"elder sister¡ª¡ª"
Haruze suddenly felt a little confused: "Can you please stop talking about Princess Fusha? I didn't mean it."
"It doesn't matter," Princess Griffin smiled happily: "She will be me from now on, so naturally it has nothing to do with you."
Haruze looked at his sister dumbfounded.
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From time to time, laughter and discussion came from the hall of Fir Castle, and everyone was preparing for the next wedding-the wedding of Viscount Kanolan and Princess Fusha. Although perhaps half a year ago, Eruin still No one has ever known where this Kanoran is in the kingdom. Perhaps it was a newly reclaimed land in the dark forest, and a brave knight won the heart of the princess.
Everything is just like the legend ten years ago.
But in harmony, there are always some disharmonious notes. For example, there was a voice here that sounded like there were raised eyebrows and raised eyes, and said angrily: "This calculation is wrong again, Antitina! Where is Frollo, go and call Frollo!"
The staff lady looked at the business lady with her hands on her hips and raised her little eyebrows in front of her with a wry smile, and replied: "Flo and Mr. Charles have already traveled to the Great Plains, and they took Tia with them."
"Oh," the angry business lady knocked on her forehead: "I remembered, that guy is in charge of this account¡ª¡ª"
She raised her head and saw a sneaky figure walking upstairs. She immediately shouted: "Brando, stop!"
But how could Brando stop and run away immediately.
So almost the entire castle could hear the voice of the businesswoman losing her temper: "Brando, you are dead, did you climb into that little female dragon's bed again yesterday?"
"It's still Akane? It's still those two little she-wolves!"
The mountain girl was about to go out, but when she heard these words, a red cloud immediately flew up on her face. She happened to open the door and saw a certain lord winking at her outside the door.
Qian was stunned for a moment, then silently closed the door.
"In short," the businesswoman's voice came from outside: "I tell you, Brando, you can mess up the bed, but you can't mess up the accounts. If you make such a low-level mistake again, I will kick you out. Chamber of Commerce!"
In the garden, Morpheus was listening to the commotion in the castle with great joy. He looked at his sister. Andrrig looked in that direction angrily and replied: "A couple of bitches."
The little silver elf princess sitting aside couldn¡¯t help but smile when she listened to Andrigue¡¯s complaints. She raised her head and stared at the sun-dappled shade of the trees.
I suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of peace in my heart.
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Within the cemetery.
Adessa quietly stared at the quiet and somewhat lonely tombstone among the rose bushes. Her eyes were soft, as if she was recalling everything that happened so many years ago. In that era, which people today call troubled times, her soul could find support, but in this era, she could only feel alone.
She stayed in front of the tomb for a long time, just like she would stop here on this afternoon every week. For her, buried in this lonely cemetery was a king in her heart.
She silently held the necklace in her hand. On the necklace, there was only a crystal pendant missing.
That was all she hoped for.
Adesha slowly turned around and walked out of the cemetery. At this time, she heard a surprised cry coming from behind her:
"Meria!"
Adessa turned around and saw in the corner of the cemetery, a girl she had seen several times, gaping at the young man standing in front of her. The other party's beautiful face was actually filled with tears.
"Caglisare you still alive?!"
The two people hugged each other heavily.
Seeing this, Adesha suddenly understood what happened. She gently pressed her chest with her hand, feeling a slight warmth in her heart. She looked at the shining forests in the distance and seemed to have made some decision in her heart.
She raised her head and strode out of the cemetery.
After that, people never saw this lady in Firland again. It was not until many years later that a beautiful legend spread in the southern border of Eruin. In that legend, a nun of the Silver Lily Order of Javier devoted her life to serving those who are blind.
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In the quiet woods in the afternoon, Brando finally escaped from Fir Castle. He held the letter in his hand and walked alone in the sunny woodland. This woodland once held many beautiful memories for him. As time goes by, those memories become more mellow and unique.
He raised the letter in his hand. It was a congratulatory letter written by Faina to him. The letter complained that he hadn't visited her for so long. But more, this mature lady describes everything about the new Cruz. After Prince Lenaret succeeded to the throne, the empire gained a new life that had been dormant for a long time. Everything gradually got on the right track, and people gradually forgot about it. The pain of the past began to rebuild their home on the ruins after the battlefield.
At the end of the letter, Faina once again urged him to quickly go to the empire to see her.
When he thought of Her Royal Highness the Princess of Mehotofen, Brando couldn't help but smile. He took the letter into his arms and let out a sigh of relief.
After the battle at dusk, everything returned to its original state. Huanghuo was in Jiufeng, and the senior sister also traveled around the world, and occasionally sent him some local specialties. The world seems to have changed. Although there are still some monsters and remnants of dusk causing trouble at the borders of civilization, after the passing of the dusk dragon, everything for everyone is at least moving in the best direction.
In the hearts of the world, the King of Flame is dead.
But as a mortal, he survived.
After losing all his power, there seemed to be no discomfort, but Brando had always had a vague regret in his heart. He silently took out the wrinkled card from his arms. On the card was a picture of a lady wearing a black dress and a mask.
The card was so old that it had lost all its magic power, but he stared at the piece of paper blankly and said softly: "The king is not dead, but you escaped alone -"
There was a rustle in the woods, as if responding to his voice.But suddenly, as if it was an illusion, a smiling voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Speaking ill of others behind their backs is not what a king should do."
Brando¡¯s hand shook slightly, and the piece of paper fell down.
He turned around blankly.
Under the light yellow and mottled sunshine, between the light and shadow, it was the rational and proud girl. The prime minister's daughter seemed to still be wearing the long dress she left that day, watching him calmly, that His purple eyes were as usual, but there was a light that had been missing for a long time.
But I don¡¯t know when, those eyes were filled with tears.
Suddenly, a figure fell heavily into his arms.
"I'm back, Brando."
Brando was already stunned on the spot.
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with the most grateful light:
"Thank you, Tiamas¡ª¡ª"
¡°Being able to meet each other is people¡¯s best hope.¡±
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