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In the quiet woods in the afternoon, Bredel managed to escape from the fir tree castle. Holding the stationery in his hand, he walked alone in the sunny woodland. This woodland once carried many of his wonderful memories, and those memories, with the accumulation of years, have become more mellow and unique.
He held up the letter in his hand, the letter was a congratulatory letter from Faina, complaining about why he hadnt seen her for so long. But more, this mature lady depicts everything about the new Cruz. After the succession of Prince Rainerette, the empire has been quietly reborn, and everything is gradually on the right track. People gradually forget The pain of the past began to rebuild their homes on the ruins after the battlefield.
At the end of the letter, Faina once again urged him to rush to the Empire to meet her.
Bredel couldnt help but smile at the thought of His Royal Highness Princess Mehotophen, and he took the letter into his arms and exhaled.
After the war in the evening, everything returned to its original state. Huanghuo was in Jiufeng. The school sister also traveled around the world, occasionally sending him some local specialties. And the world seems to have changed. Although there are still some monsters and the remnants of the twilight at the border of civilization, after the death of the twilight dragon, everything is moving in the best direction.
In the hearts of the world, the King of Flames died.
As a mortal, he survived.
After losing all power, there seemed to be no discomfort, but Bredel had always had a vague regret in his heart. He took out the creased card from his arms silently, and on that card was painted the lady in a long black dress with a mask.
That card was so old that it had lost all its magic, but he looked at the piece of paper stupidly and said softly, “The king hasnt died, but you went away alone—”
The rustling in the woods seemed to echo his voice.
But all of a sudden, like a hallucination, a grinning voice suddenly sounded behind him: “Speaking bad things behind others, this is not what a king should do.”
Bredel hand shook slightly, and the piece of paper fell behind.
He glanced back.
Under the pale yellow and mottled sunlight, between the light and shadow, it is the sane, but proud girl, the prime minister, as if still wearing the long dress when he left that day, watching him calmly, The purple eyes, as always, flashed the long-lost light.
But I do not know when, tears were already in those eyes.
Suddenly, a figure had fallen heavily into his arms.
“Im back, Bredel .”
Bredel had already stood on the spot.
He looked up, with the most grateful light flashing in his eyes:
“Thank you, Tiamas—”
“Being able to meet each other is exactly what people hope for.”
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(End of book)