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Chapter 64 Do you occasionally forget something?

 In the 223rd year after the founding of Bemang, the court scribes wrote down this history in their notes: Due to the curse of Princess Ovela, this land lost its sun and ushered in the advent of eternal night.

In the third month after the disaster, two thousand people fled from the forest, abandoning their former hometown, as if they were escaping from a swamp. It was midsummer, and there was no one to care for the wheat, peas and grapes in the fields.

, all withered.

Apparently they had reached a silent understanding before writing, deciding that someone must bear the responsibility for this terrible disaster, but it should not be the old king who had been exhausted for this, nor the ministers who had fulfilled their duties, nor the ministers who had fulfilled their duties.

They shouldn't be innocent citizens who are helpless in the face of disaster... Then there is only one suitable target left.

The princess who came to the world with the curse is the most precious treasure of the Laisili royal family, a pure and innocent "Daughter of Light", but she relies too much on the light and resolutely resists the darkness. And the light elves all

Know that your power comes from the eternal balance of light and darkness. If the balance is broken, chaos will result.

"We love light, but we also fear darkness, because without the depth of darkness, there is no way to set off the brilliance of light. But His Highness can only accept light and cannot tolerate half of darkness." A scholar openly declared: "Obviously, this

It is the root cause of the disaster we are experiencing."

Although he was quickly convicted of these disrespectful remarks, every word in this passage reached Olvera's ears without missing a beat.

Later, when the girl stood on a deserted hillside and looked at a black and gloomy old castle gradually rising on the top of a high cliff, this passage suddenly appeared in her mind, and a strange association was extended from it, as if in the distance.

What was built there was not a castle, but a cemetery, a tombstone, or simply a tomb coffin. She was the person who would soon be buried in it.

Yes, buried, she used this word to describe what she was about to experience, and felt that there was no more appropriate description in the world. Because those people - whether they were citizens who left their hometowns, scholars who wrote history books, or even

Her haggard and anxious father actually never hated herself. What they really hated was the deep darkness separated from themselves, the eternal despair and lingering haze.

What they really want to bury is not themselves, but darkness. However, darkness is such a cold, cruel, and evil thing. How can it be at the mercy of mortals and obediently walk into the tomb prepared for it? Therefore,

It is necessary to choose a noble soul to be buried together to appease the violent and barbaric nature.

Ovela is a person who is unlucky to be chosen, or a person who is destined to be chosen. The curse she bears determines an innate destiny and mission. If not, there is actually no shortage of loyal people in Beimang Country.

A brave subject or a heroic and noble warrior, willing to die to serve the royal family and save the people.

Olvera believes that if they are given a chance to choose, they will stand up bravely and bear this painful fate on their behalf. This attitude is often so tolerant that it makes people want to cry, just like when the princess was still young.

, the same gentle fragrance of violets that she smelled in the garden. But it was precisely because of this that it made her even sadder.

And it’s——

"I'm so sad that I want to cry." The girl standing on the hillside murmured, her white-blond hair blown by the dull and hoarse cold wind, and withered as if she was about to die.

"Are you still sad, Your Highness?" Someone's call woke her up from her trance. She raised her head slightly and saw the teacher standing next to her, with concerned eyes.

"When did you come, teacher?"

"I've been standing here for a few minutes, you just didn't notice."

"I'm sorry, teacher."

"It's okay, I can understand how you feel now." The teacher also raised his head, his eyes fell on the gloomy old castle on the high cliff, and found that every wall and every building in it was made of dark stone bricks.

It was completed, and there were no windows. It was more closed and firm than expected, so he frowned slightly: "That shouldn't be the castle you live in, it's just a cage."

"Isn't this something everyone knows, teacher?" Olvera laughed lowly: "It was designed to remind people of the image of a cage when it was first sketched."

Shrubs and tangled vines, these buildings conceal our ever-changing and turbulent lives... At night, the darkness itself is like the entrance to a prison, dark and deep." Mr. Stephen Graham in "Silent Night"

Written this way, prison is not an image, the real image is the meaning of imprisonment, surrender and pain it gives us."

"When did you finish reading this book again?"

"A few days ago."

The teacher sighed softly and asked again: "So, do you really want to enter the cage prepared for you and spend the rest of your life in it?"

After hearing this, Olvera fell into silence. She stared at the old castle without saying a word, but her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling slightly. If she could choose, which girl would be willing to live in such a cold room?

What about the heavy and depressing cell? What’s more, she was so afraid of the dark, almost to the core of her being.

"Locked in a cage, unable to leave and unable to see the outside scene, just like a tree." The teacher said softly: "Trees cannot pull their roots out of the soil, otherwise they will wither.

Die. So, when you are a tree, no matter what kind of disaster you encounter: storm, earthquake, flash flood, fire... you can only bear it alone. Is that the life you want, Your Highness Princess?"
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She looked at her only and most uneasy student with loving eyes: "If you feel scared, please don't feel embarrassed, because it is human nature. I can take you out of here and go to a place no one knows.

, live a peaceful life."

"But I also remember that you once told me that trees will have their own destiny. What's more." The girl's eyes swept across the dark sky, staring at the lifeless world below. She saw that the trees in the entire forest were withered.

, every leaf on the branches fell; the bones of flying birds were buried and covered by gray sand, losing the power to spread their wings; dark evil beasts wandered on this desolate land, and their scarlet and cold eyes were full of opposites.

Feeling the person's hatred and rejection, he opened his mouth and said sadly: "Where can I go?"

When she leaves Bayman, these dark evil beasts born from the curse will follow her everywhere, trampling on every piece of land she passes and swallowing every ray of light she sees. Can she survive after destroying her hometown?

, and regardless of the lives of others, did they bring painful harm to them?

"There is no place in this world that can accommodate me." She said to her teacher sadly but firmly: "So perhaps, letting me stay in that castle until eternity is the most appropriate choice. I have never been like this.

I have hated my father, and I have never hated anyone. Do you believe it, teacher?"

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"Of course I believe you, Your Highness Princess. I believe there is no kinder and simpler person in this world than you."

The teacher stretched out her withered hand like a thin branch and gently touched the student's cheek. Her voice trembled slightly, like leaves rustling in the autumn wind: "But please believe that this is by no means the fate you should have. In a

The time you wait in a cage will never be so long that it can only be described as eternity. One day, you will leave that castle, return to the outside world, live like an ordinary girl, and do what you want.

Something...I promise you this, Your Highness, and please believe that I will definitely do it."

"Because——"

At that moment, the wind suddenly blew, and all the withered leaves were blown up, like dead butterflies in the sky, flying past the girl's eyes.

She stared at this scene blankly, and the teacher's voice gradually faded into her ears, and finally, she fell into an unpredictable dream.

……

So, what did the teacher say that day?

Many years later, facing strange guests, the noble princess who came to the Silli royal family thought blankly that she had thought about this problem for the first time in a period of time that was so long that she could not count the exact number of years. It was as if a boring flame had been tempered day and night, and finally she finally

All her memories were boiled away, leaving only this incomplete crystal.

"Hello! Olvera? Hello!?" Alice stretched out her hand rudely and waved it in front of her face, with a confused tone: "What are you thinking about and you stopped talking all of a sudden?"

Olivia suddenly came back to her senses and subconsciously avoided the questioning gaze of the guests. Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Do you forget some things occasionally?"<

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"Ah? Isn't this natural?" Alice scratched the back of her head, feeling not ashamed but proud: "I have forgotten so many things, completely forgotten them all!"

Saint Xalia nodded equally seriously: "Me too."

"That's it." For some reason, Ovela breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

It’s been too long, so it’s inevitable to forget some things, right?

She comforted herself so much.

Only Ringer saw the flash of confusion and loss between her sleepy brows and eyes.

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