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I suddenly realized that I had a nightmare. She sat on the bed and gently placed her hand on one’s own chest. Everything in the past, flowing gently in the heart, she raises head, and some look at Azure Spear on the side of the room.

The sound of Scippamira and Shita was heard from the outside courtyard far away, seeing the voice of Nemesis.

Outside the window, the sky is blue and a piece of water.

The carriage slowly drove into the forest branch, and Delfhyr held the letter in his hand and watched the direction silently until the shadow of the mail truck finally disappeared.

She looked down and looked at the letter in her hand—a bright scorpion, flashing a gratifying expression, and then turned around briskly. Inside the Swallowburg manor, the servants are whispering about the kingdom’s annual grand wedding.

“After that?”

“After that, naturally everything is fine, Flame King smashed the skull of Dragon of Twilight, the war of our time, everything is over.”

“What does this have to do with the wedding of Princess Temple?”

“Of course it matters, Princess Fosha also participated in the war -“

“But the story I have heard is different from yours. Does Flame King not leave our World?”

“You are a rural rumor.”

Delfhyr lightly smiled, her mines head came, watching the clouds above the sky, the sea breeze, the letter in the hand, seems to fly.

On top of the envelope, a stamp of black pine was stamped.

……

A youngster walked on the avenue of Fir Tree Shire, his unshaven, with a shabby straw hat, with blades of grass, curiously looking around. On the wide streets of Fortress Fir, it has changed dramatically. On both sides of the road are the emerging buildings – a variety of Magicite workshops, steam roaring, and green belts, erected with iron casting The lamppost is also hung with the royal lily emblem.

After the first year of First Era silver, the pedestrians on the road have not seen such a ragged guy. They are turning their eyes to the youngster. The youngster was unconscious, and stopped to stop the next person and asked:

“Dude, may I ask, what year is this year?”

“which year?”

“I mean, how long has it been from Year of Sword this year?”

The man looked at the youngster as if he were looking at mental disorder: “This is the Second Era Year of Primordial Summer Field. It has been 12 years since the Year of Sword,” and he patted the shoulder of the youngster: “youngster, less Drinking some wine is not good for your body-“

Cagliss didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

He didn’t expect to use the Origin Association after a space to banish the spider, and it took him 12 years to return to the World. And the most important thing is that everything here has changed with Auchine in his cognition – Thanes is gone, the kingdom has three more provinces in the Black Forest, and the royalist was disbanded ten years ago. The war was over, so that the locals in Trentheim turned out to be a rotten alcoholic.

He sighed slightly in one breath, and his heart was a bit embarrassing.

Aouine still exists, Lord Thane, where are you?

He grabbed the man’s arm and took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it in the other’s hand. He asked, “Which is today? What is this celebration?”

Cagliss refers to the lights on the sides of the street that are covered with lily lampm, and on the far square, there is a table for beer barrels and food. The entire Fir Tree Shire is filled with a festive atmosphere.

“You don’t know, My friend, this is the wedding of Her Highness the Princess-“

“Her Highness the Princess’s wedding?” Cagliss startled: “Princess Gryphine is going to marry, who is it to marry?”

“What Princess Gryphine,” the man said with a sigh of relief: “Her Highness the Eldest Princess died a few years ago, managing your mouth, youngster, and married Fo Fo Fo Fo Fo Fo.”

“Eldest Princess is dying? Is it a Princess Fosha?”

Cagliss looked at the man with a stunned look, and his mind didn’t react for a long time – who is Princess Fosha?

He walked into the central square of Fortress Fir with some sorrow. Under the bright sunshine, the towering statue finally caught his eye.

Cagliss stood in the footsteps.

Tears rushed out of his eyes.

Because he finally recognized it, the most striking statue of Knight above the square was the one he admired.

His Lord Thane.

He was absentmindedly standing under the statue until one person came to him, standing side by side with him, and also looking at the statue. After a while, the talent started talking:

“For many years, fewer and fewer people will stop under this statue.”

Cagliss heard the familiar voice and suddenly turned back.

“Mr. Leto?”

“Cagliss !?”

……

High arch windows, bright colors, courtyards outside the window, as always. It seems that this quiet study in the past ten years has not changed much from the year when her father died.