Countless candles are lit in this not-so-spacious room. Although it is dark and the firelight will be limited to a few inches around, the number is so complicated that it will still shine like the stars in the sky.
Hui. Travelers looking at the appearance of this sea of stars left in the world may be able to find the shapes of the "Hoar Frost Constellation" and the "Chariot Constellation" from those warm and swaying orange flames.
Surrounded by the fire and light of countless candles, in the center of the room is a gorgeous palace four-poster bed. Its elegant and solemn style is quite similar to the retro atmosphere of the old Victorian era; on both sides are exquisite but dark silk bed curtains.
She was pulled up and hung on the wooden beam, telling a sad whisper; in the hazy light cast by the chandelier, a thin and frail figure sat on the bed, surrounded by white sheets, as if she was trapped in a vast ocean full of snow.
In the sea.
She was wearing a somewhat outdated pale-colored classical dress. Her long white-blond hair hung down to her waist, spreading out like a gentle waterfall. At the end, it had a transparent and hazy feeling like sunlight. I don't know if it was like this originally, or whether it was because of it.
Affected by the candlelight. If you reach out and touch it, you might be able to feel the temperature of the sun.
The girl's back was facing the uninvited travelers. Her two little hands, which were a little pale because they had not been exposed to natural light for a long time, were pressed on the soft sheets. She lowered her head slightly and seemed to be staring at something very intently. On her left hand side
, is a retro-looking black lantern with a candle burning inside. The ever-extinguishing tongue of flame sways, gently licking the transparent glass wall, leaving a dull trace after the shadow fades.
The scene in front of me reminds people of Sir Roman's narration in "The Diary of March". The image of the princess waiting for the brave man to kiss her awake gradually overlaps with the back of the girl on the bed, and has a similar feeling.
Meaning. The difference is that the latter is not asleep, so it seems that no one needs to kiss her awake.
Before Alice had time to feel regretful, the girl on the bed heard the noise coming from behind her, and slowly turned around, her movements were like a doll that had not been wound up for a long time, looking a little jerky.
When she turned around, everyone saw that she had a delicate and beautiful face, and her white-gold eyes seemed to contain countless rays of light, condensing into shining star clusters. She blinked blankly, and her eyes were slender.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were fixed on the guests. Their expressions seemed like thinking, but also like memories... as if they had just returned to this world, or in other words, were living in this world for the first time.
The room became very quiet, with only the sound of the candle burning, like insects biting the wood in the dark. Alice felt that it was not good to remain silent like this, so she stretched out her hand and pushed Ringer's back, signaling
He went over to say hello.
Even without her reminder, Ringer would have done it. The young man took a step forward, and the feeling of his boots was not the coldness of the stone tiles on the ground, but a more restrained and gentle touch, as if the candle tears shed for many years had solidified here.
, gradually formed a new continent.
Just as he was about to speak, the girl on the bed spoke earlier than him: "...#￥@%?"
Her voice is very nice, and it has a sleepwalking feeling. The soft tail tone floats in the sky, and you don’t know when it will fall to the ground. However, she speaks a language that no one has heard before, so she also
I don't understand what she wants to express.
Ringer and his companions looked at each other for a while, and then Alice murmured the common thought: "Now we're in trouble."
I never thought this would happen before coming here.
But when I think about it carefully, I think it makes sense. After all, the legend of Noctus has a long history. It can be traced back to a thousand years ago. The language at that time is naturally very different from the language of today. What's more?
The other party is still a different kind.
"What to do?"
Alice scratched her hair and felt uncomfortable.
You can't expect Xie Mi to use her magical fairy magic to give everyone a "language proficiency" buff, right? Not to mention, there seems to be a slight possibility. After all, fairy magic is omnipotent and can always create unexpected surprises, no matter what
Is it for teammates or enemies?
When she was about to make this suggestion to Ringer, the girl sitting on the bed seemed to have noticed the language barrier. She tilted her head slightly, and her platinum hair fell gently along her waist.
Under the shining light, a look of thought flashed through his eyes that were as lonely and empty as the universe, and then he spoke again, using a somewhat jerky and difficult-to-speak Breton language, asking seriously word by word: "You, are you?"
Who?"
Can she speak the language of the Kingdom of Great Brita?
Ringer was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out why the aliens from a thousand years ago could speak the language of today's era, Alice beside him couldn't wait to take the lead and said excitedly: "We are the brave men who are here to save you!
I will soon take you to escape from this dark castle and return to the outside world! How about it, aren't you very happy?"
"Save me?"
The girl slowly raised her head and glanced at her, then slowly looked back, and said somewhat absentmindedly: "So, you came in from outside?"
"That's right!"
The golden-haired maid nodded vigorously, then began to introduce herself, and helped her friends introduce themselves: "Hello, I am Alice. I am a genius player and a brave person. Well, my side job is the maid of the Ringer family; this is me.
Lin Ge, his employer, although he looks a little facially paralyzed, is actually a good person. She is Lin Ge’s sister Metien, who is very cute; Metien’s little follower Xemmi, a useless guy; and this one
Even more heavyweight, Saint Xalia! Like you, she is a young queen, a descendant created by the goddess, so she may be your sister, maybe you will be familiar with her?"
This messy self-introduction basically failed to introduce anything except the name. It also aroused the dissatisfaction of some people, who bared their teeth and claws at Alice, asking her to explain what "useless guy" meant. p>
"I don't have a sister."
The girl on the bed first subconsciously refuted Alice's last sentence, then lowered her eyelids and whispered: "Hello, I am...Oveira, Oveira Nitilia Laisili (ovira)
·nydira·leslie), the princess of Beman. Since you are from outside, can you tell me the current situation of Beman? Is it still the era when the old king ruled, or has it been replaced by someone I don’t know?" p>
Hearing this question, Alice's mind flashed to the cold, dark, gloomy and decadent scene outside the castle. She felt that this question was not easy to answer, so she retracted behind Ringer and signaled him to hurry up with her eyes.<
/p>
This maid is simply a typical wallflower.
Ringer rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He did not directly tell the girl named Ovela on the bed that your country has been destroyed. Instead, he changed it to a more euphemistic statement that could make people feel the weight of time and the ruthless changes.
: "We don't know whether the Beimang country you mentioned still exists. It's just that along the way, all we see are ruins."
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Only the remains...
The girl was not very sad after hearing the news, but stayed for a moment, then slowly raised her head, stared at the glass-shaded lamp on the top of the bed, and murmured in an almost inaudible voice: "That's it."
"So, my parents and relatives, my teachers and friends, and my people."