A ray of light penetrated under the heavy eyelids.
Rupert thought she was dead, but the shaking ground still woke her up from her drowsy sleep.
That gentle rocking seemed to awaken a childhood dream, making her once again think that she was back on the ship called the "Istania Crescent". It was once hers.
The flagship of the fleet built by his father and mother.
That is, the dreamland of Istanians pursuing the distant land.
Unknowingly, tears had fallen down, and the sadness that had arisen involuntarily haunted her heart so inexplicably. Her breathing was as heavy as if there was a sharp thorn stuck under her throat.
Suddenly, the searing pain pierced my heart and lungs, sweeping over me like an overwhelming sea.
But even though it was so heavy, she still raised her eyelids with slight trembling. A ray of light penetrated into the blurred vision under the heavy eyelids. The princess saw two intertwined shadows, and then
Endless light.
Looking at the two intertwined shadows, she seemed to understand something. Her heart suddenly became quiet, and she slowly listened to her own weak heartbeat, one after another.
Two phantoms crossed each other in mid-air, each leaving a bright trail. They crossed again, and all the sounds had disappeared, leaving only what seemed like a quiet dream.
Rupert opened her mouth slightly, swayed, and groped the ground inch by inch, groping and slowly supporting herself to get up. She coughed heavily several times, and the blood seeped out drop by drop through her fingers.
, hanging down to the ground, bright red like fire.
The ground shook violently again.
Her Royal Highness the Princess almost fell down, but she tried hard to support her body with her elbows to prevent herself from falling. Rupert raised his head and finally saw the last scene after the endless brilliance.
The tall shadow in the mid-air was as majestic as a solemn executor. It raised the giant sword in its hand and slashed hard, while another shadow fell from the mid-air.
"your Highness."
At this time, a pair of hands caught her from the side and gently helped her up.
The next moment, Rupert felt she was holding a sword in her hand. A cold touch came from her palm, which made her regain consciousness. It was her own sword. She lowered her head and looked at the blade quietly.
A layer of radiant cyan light flows above it.
That brilliance reflected deep in her eyes.
"Your Highness," the voice said softly, "go."
"You need to walk alone in the future."
A kind of courage seeped into her heart.
She looked up and saw that the ground was slightly tilted and the world was upside down, as if the whole world was leaning into an abyss.
And in the midst of all this overturning, she saw the shadow kneeling on the ground.
That was Descartes, a young girl, but sometimes she transformed into an old man. Even though he had a thousand faces, they all turned into one at this moment. Her Royal Highness the Princess held the sword in her hand tightly and raised it gently.
.
"I will come back." The man raised his head and said.
The princess pursed her lips.
"But we will defeat you again, Descartes."
She waved hard.
The expression on the man's face seemed to be somewhat relieved, and he looked at him calmly. The wrinkles on his face suddenly relaxed, and the gray temples seemed to be imprinted on her heart. Rupert looked at that face, and suddenly
Familiar yet a little distant.
The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Father?"
…
The eldest princess suddenly opened her eyes, and her face looked a little pale.
She was sitting up from her bed in a daze. Looking around, she saw a quiet palace with gently dancing veils. The afternoon sunlight was slowly flowing in from behind the grid windows, and outside the window,
Plain flowers bloom like snow.
All the illusions disappeared, the endless light, intertwined shadows, the overturning world, and the sword in his hand all disappeared one by one.
No, maybe the sword is still there
She looked at the scarred sword leaning against her bed. The edge of the blade seemed to reflect a narrow light. It was like a witness to the past, the city, and Istania.
everything one has ever experienced
It turns out that everything is over.
It turned out to be just a dream.
"Father……"
Tears had already flowed out quietly and silently.
The girl covered her face with her hands and sobbed silently.
Outside the courtyard, the rustling footsteps drowned out the low sobs inside the palace. The guards and maids were turning around to watch the birds flying into the distance, crossing the plain sea of flowers, flying higher and farther.
.
That is the Istanian Swallow, which will head to the warmer south at the end of this summer, waiting to return again next year.
As if like the Istanians, pursuing distant dreams
In the distance, noisy sounds were coming from outside the Kashan Palace.
Those were the protesting people, angry and silent faces gathered together. They were the faces of those who had lost their loved ones in the war. Anger and uneasiness were spreading among the crowd.
"It was His Majesty the late King who caused all this!"
"It's all because of his blind follower of Seineman!"
"Penelope's royal family should be responsible for this!"
Aleph looked across the battlements and looked at the dark crowd below.
"Your Majesty," Sesher said with a hint of anger in his tone, "it was the late king who saved Questak and all of them. Not only are these people ungrateful, they actually come to cause trouble at this moment."
Aleph smiled and shook his head.
"I understand, Seschel," he turned around and looked at the veteran minister's eyes that shone with wisdom, "don't worry, I will handle all this rationally, just like my father expected of me."
"Everything's going to be okay, Seychelles."
"...My father did not so much save this city as he saved himself."
The distant bells are ringing melodiously through half of Questal
The ancient bell tower turned out to be one of the few buildings that survived the war.
Aleph listened quietly to the voice, and he murmured again, "Everything will be fine. The future of Istanians will be better than today, I promise you, father."
…
"Come closer, no, no, no, go further to the left, be careful! Be gentler!"
Fang Yu didn't dare to take a sip. He raised his neck and looked at the hanging object in mid-air. Outside the huge crystal, it was wrapped with dense copper pipes and precise magic mechanisms. Half of it was crystal and half of it was mechanical parts.
.
It was none other than the Fairy Heart and Magical Engine, the core part of the Seven Seas Traveler. If there was a problem with the entire ship, he could build another one. But if something went wrong with this thing, he would be able to do it for a while.
Really don't know where to look for alternatives.
He gestured with his hands carefully. They had rehearsed countless times for this day, until the crystal swayed and was buried in the hull of the ship, making a low sound.
The sound of the metal mechanism closing was so ordinary, but to everyone's ears, it was crisp and sweet at this moment, like the sound of nature.
"Yeah, success!"
Tianlan and Ai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but jump up and high-five, and the two girls almost hugged each other.
Not far away, the earl's daughter Lavalie looked at this scene with some confusion. The little young man would later truly become a captain. She turned back to look at the naturalist beside her, with the same brilliance in her eyes.
The latter lady, with her hands clasped together, was staring blankly at this scene.
"Miss Jieta, when the ship is built...you have to leave too, right?"
Jita turned around, with a hint of joy shining in her dark eyes, "Yes, Miss Ravalli, thank you."
The earl's daughter opened her mouth, feeling a little sour in her heart for a moment, but when she saw the joy that came from the depths of Miss Naturalist's eyes, she opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.
Forget it, Miss Jita, as long as she is happy.
"But don't forget Istania."
"Also, don't forget me..."
"How could it be?" Jita said with some surprise: "Of course I won't forget it."
Yes, everyone’s deepest memories have been here.
Fang Yu wiped his sweat and listened to the cheers like a tsunami in the shipyard, and felt a little quiet in his heart for a moment.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the noble daughter standing behind him. With a faint smile in her eyes, Sylvester spoke to him quietly:
"Master Captain."
The big cat man put one hand on the boatman's shelf, and took out a pipe from his arms with the other hand, holding it in his furry palm. He thought for a moment, but did not light it, but looked at the elf lady aside.
.
The two looked at each other and each smiled slightly.
The door of the shipyard opened at this time, and Box and a certain president lady behind him walked in from the outside with a letter. They walked in from there unexpectedly, and they didn't realize what everyone was so happy about.
The little princess stood on tiptoes and looked at the scene inside from outside the shipyard, but she seemed a little absent-minded and her eyes involuntarily moved to Luo Yu who was aside.
"Your Highness," Luo Yu held a stack of books and greeted her politely. He had heard that the Seven Seas Traveler had completed the final assembly work and was rushing over from other places.
But I didn't expect that I would meet this little princess on the way.
Shouldn't she be in Questac?
"Luo Yu," Princess Afifa's voice was a little soft, "I'm here to say goodbye to you. Do you really not consider staying in Istania... Is that ship really that good?"
She quickly explained: "Of course, I know Captain Ed is a very good captain, but..."
Luo Yu was startled.
But he smiled and said, "Your Highness, I understand your thoughts, but I already have someone I like. I'm sorry."
The little princess opened her mouth and tears almost came out, but she blinked hard and took the tears back from her red eyes. She swore to her father that she would never do it again.
She sheds tears easily. The man who watched her grow up and was as silent as a mountain has left, but that vow remains in her heart forever.
With tears in her eyes, she bit her lip and nodded vigorously.
"It's okay, I understand..."
"Thank you, Princess Afifa." Luo Yu nodded politely to her, turned around and left.
Afifah watched him leave.
Her father had left, and now the person she loved was also leaving. She turned around silently, and for a moment she was alone.
A nut rolled to her feet, and a figure ran over in a panic, walked up to her, hesitated for a moment, "Mr., Your Highness, Princess." The voice stammered before stepping forward.
One step, pick up the nut with your hand.
Afifah looked at the little boy in front of her. She hadn't seen him for just two months, but he was actually a little taller than her. "Pasha," Afifah lightly wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, and said in a daze, "Tell me.
Let’s talk, okay?”
"ah?"
Pasha seemed a little hesitant, "But Captain Ed asked me to go over."
It's that damn Captain Ed again.
The little princess thought in her heart.
…
Fang Plover sneezed and looked around doubtfully, but he didn't see the Papalal people anywhere.
He put down the tools at hand, and together with Sylvide behind him, he looked at Ms. Erna in front of him, the box next to the president, and the letter in the box's hand, with a bright silver sticker on it.
Signet.
"This is a letter from the eldest princess, and Your Majesty also left a message on it."
Ms. Erna said.
"The King of Sand held the enthronement ceremony a week ago. You didn't attend. Her Royal Highness the Princess guessed that you might not be able to get away for a while. The construction of the Seven Seas Traveler has reached a critical stage."
"She wrote to ask you if you still need any help, and that everything in Questak is fine, and the reconstruction work is proceeding in an orderly manner. The things that happened a few months ago have slowly become memories in people's hearts...
"
"Everything is on track. She and His Majesty Aleph plan to regain the ideals of the late King Babartan and His Royal Highness the Princess to form a fleet belonging to the Istanians heading to the second world...
"
Ms. Elna pressed her hand on the silver emblem, "Her Royal Highness the Princess said in the letter, Captain Ed, she hopes that one day, you will serve as the captain of this fleet and inherit her mother's legacy.
Brother, the legacy of the great explorer Gyasi."
Fang Plover opened his mouth wide and thought to himself: How could this be possible? You said that he was a newbie and it was his first time to even become a captain. Why did he suddenly want to be the captain of the Istanian fleet?
Doesn't this feel a bit like an imperial decree? He immediately felt that it was not allowed and wanted to refuse, so he said that you should hire someone else.
But Ms. Erna stopped him first, "Ed, Her Royal Highness the Princess understands what you mean, but of course she is not referring to now, but to the day in the future. It will take a lot of time to form the fleet, maybe by then
, you are already an experienced group leader."
"She gave you something and entrusted me and Her Royal Highness the little princess to bring it."
As Elna said, she turned around, took the thing from the box, and handed it over with both hands.
Fang Yu looked at that thing and couldn't help but became quiet for a moment.
Not just tranquility on the surface, but peace within.
It was a sword. There were some signs of wear on the scabbard, and even the hilt was missing a corner.
But Fang Yu reached out and held the sword, and it seemed as if he was back to the battle in the past, the life-and-death struggle with Descartes, and everyone who died in that battle.
More than a month has passed.
But in his heart, the emotion of that moment was always stirring.
This sword was the testimony of their fight together. He had personally watched Her Royal Highness hold this sword and lead the Istanians out of the shadow of the past.
Yes, tomorrow may be better
He raised his head and looked at Ms. Erna, knowing in his heart that he could no longer refuse this request.
"Well, one day in the future..." he said softly.
Erna also looked at the young man in front of her quietly. Her Royal Highness the Princess had always thought that he was the most special Chosen One she had ever seen. And in her heart, she thought so. She had never seen the two worlds in that glorious era.
He once turned fighting into jade and silk.
But the glorious past has been passed down after all, through human carriers.
A burst of noise came from outside the shipyard.
Fang Yu came back to his senses a little unexpectedly, looked in that direction, and asked the others softly:
"what happened?"
"There are blind followers who are spreading unfavorable news about the royal family, but they are found out."
Luo Yu, who was holding a book, walked in from the outside and answered. He also looked in that direction, "In fact, the rumors that were unfavorable to the royal family have been gradually reversed in recent times, and people have begun to see clearly what happened that day.
What."
Fang Yu couldn't help but be a little stunned for a moment.
yes.
"Princess, King of Sand Babartan, Your Highness the Princess..."
"Everything they did was not meaningless after all."
"And people will eventually understand."
But he was a little silent and just asked again:
"By the way, where did Parker go?"
For a while, no one could answer this question.
Except, one girl.
…
"Mr. Parker, thank you for bringing me to this place."
The weak girl was leaning on the wooden wheelchair, letting the gentle wind above Tansnir Kukai blow her long hair.
Her complexion was snow-white, but there was a smile in the corner of her eyes, and she nodded slightly to the Papalar man on the side. The girl raised her head and looked at the tall statue that was being erected. The man on the statue had once been
He is the king of this land.
Also, her 'father'
Parker shook his head, "Actually, I don't know what's so interesting about this place."
He shook his head, and Miss Nini, who was grabbing his hair on top of his head, was giggling excitedly, "Actually, Nini and I discovered a place, and that place is much more interesting than here."
"There are a lot of treasures hidden there. It should be the underground treasure house of the Tansnir Artisans Association. We can explore that place later."
Afifah looked at the two of them with bent eyes and said with a smile:
"Mr. Parker, you are going to be detained by Captain Ed again."
Hearing these words, Parker's face turned dark.
He suddenly didn't want to talk.
At the other end of the square, two people were looking at this spectacular statue that was being erected.
But Ye Hua and Xing's eyes seemed a little absent-minded.
The former would turn around at this moment and look at the latter's taciturn face. After a while, he asked: "Did you find it...?"
Xing raised his head and looked at the frozen expression on the stone sculpture. The distant gaze of Babartan, the King of Sand, seemed to be staring at the land he once loved deeply, but what was it that he missed deeply?
Are they the memories of the past?
Xing remained silent for a while, then he nodded slowly.
The wind lifts the tops of palm trees and lifts the gravel above the sea of sand. The light dust seems to come from a distant place after a period of dusty time.
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