"We've had our share of boredom. Cecilia sighed helplessly, "I would suddenly talk about whether tofu brain should be sugar or salt." "I'm a sweet party anyway. "Me too. ”

He had already left some bad things behind him, no matter what was in front of him, the days still passed as planned, and after walking through small villages, small towns, industrial parks, they took a long detour.

Step by step out of the water, through the horizontal plane, the refracted light suddenly became normal, from a beautiful soft light to direct sunlight, a thin layer of water curtain slipped from their bodies in a strange state, without even a drop of water staying, [surface protection] ensured that the bodies and clothes of the two remained dry at all times... Uh, she seems to have removed the surface protection in the water?

"You, remove the [surface protection]?"

"yes, I just tried what it was like to walk in the water. ”“。。。 Oh, you've always been very curious, I can understand, I can understand, so how do you feel?"

"No. She frowned and touched her wet hair and dripping clothes, "It's a little hairy." ”

Then, under his gaze, she began to shake her hair, shaking and drying, shaking all over her body, the surface of her skin, in her hair, the water droplets on the racial characteristics quickly fell, not a drop remained, and the water vapor inside the clothes was also steaming dry, or following the control to break away from the clothes and flow to the ground, the whole process lasted for dozens of seconds, and Miss Orc finally nodded with satisfaction:

"Whew, it's clean. "Yes, you're clean. ”

Albert pursed his lips and reached out to wipe the water all over his face, his shoulders shaking, and he steamed away the droplets that had been thrown at him.

They continued to walk, the destination was really far from here, it took about five or six hours to walk, and it would not make the two of them feel tired, but it took a long time, and they did not have to hurry, and walked leisurely.

The scenery along the way is also really good, you can see some vague mountains and rivers in the distance, and on both sides of the road under your feet, there are large meadows, which is very intimate for Cecilia, and even the mood is much better, and she is bouncing all the way.

He was also in a good mood, took out the instrument to play and sing, sang all the way, sang a very soothing tune, she sang along with the tune, she was very familiar with the strange pronunciation [Chinese] in the tune, sang very clearly, the pronunciation was standard, all the way through, it was full of joyful atmosphere.

Occasionally, one or two animals that were not afraid of humans would follow them when they heard the sound, and they were content to receive the alms.

The trip was easy and enjoyable.

I can also see one or two children from nearby villages flying, I think they have only recently learned how to fly, it is still very new and exciting for them, so the children are flying faster than others, they can understand, at first they learned to fly when they were about the same, after a long time, just like that, both of them feel that there is no difference between flying and running two steps.

After changing a few songs, she didn't continue to sing, she still hummed quietly in front.

Until, they arrived at their destination.

The trees grew thicker and thicker as they went, and finally, a grove of trees, and as they walked along the path of the woods, they finally saw where they were going: it looked simple, with a stone wall without even patterns, a shining silver iron gate, and five stone tablets standing in front of them, and that was all they could see.

Albert and Cecilia coincidentally put the extra things into the space, sorted out the clothes, and took out a few bouquets of flowers with serious expressions.

That's where they're going.

A cemetery without much embellishment.

According to the last old-timer who slept here, everything was simple, and the interior was even so simple that there were only one tomb bag, and the only thing that could let future generations know that they once existed was only five stone tablets about ten meters high, densely engraved with names, and a little further back, there was a twelve-meter-high one.

Most of the people who slept here were during the Sea Crossing War, and the wizards still stayed in the dark times of Småland, confirming people who had made great contributions.

Those who have their names engraved are lucky.

A few of them are lucky enough to have a chance to go down in history with their real names.

In the history textbook, there are more than a dozen lucky wizards, and many more, unknown, no one knows what they are called, only that they all died during that long period of darkness, and then buried here, day after day, no one knows what they are called, and no one can know anymore, I am afraid that only the old men of the three races of the blood clan, werewolves, and elves can describe a dozen of them, and it is impossible to find out where these dozen are buried.

With them, Albert could sit in a chaise longue in the sun on a calm afternoon, with a book in his hand, and a cup of tea in his spirit, instead of constantly watching for the enemy, fiddling with what he had in the dark laboratory, like a rat crossing the street.

With them, Cecilia was able to complain to him that the hair care of the shop she chose this time was not as good as the previous one, and to clean up the troubles caused by hair loss with him, and to play with targets when she was in a good mood, and go to the park for a stroll, instead of hiding in the grasslands and forests as a wild man.

They tacitly agreed to put a flower in front of each of the five stone monuments.

These old-timers are indeed worthy of admiration.

On each stele, are engraved with names, every word, covers an area of five square millimeters, the interval between words and words, will not exceed one millimeter, it is said that each stele is engraved with thousands of names, other tens of thousands of people are not very lucky, can only share a stele, that is, the back piece, there are only three words on it:

10,000 monuments.

"Okay, there's one of our old-timers we haven't seen. He nodded, and walked first towards the tightly connected graves behind the monument.

It was a dense head-numbing grave, a cemetery covering an area of one square meter, with an interval of one meter between the front and back for people to walk, one meter between the left and right, only three paths interspersed before and after, on the flat ground, at a glance, all you could see were graves, you could not see anything else, this is the place where their bones are buried, their cemetery.

And next to the cemetery, there was a boulder, and on the boulder, sat a skeleton, no one knew who he was, only that it was a veteran from that era, who sat here and burned his flesh when he died, staring at the huge cemetery forever.

His last wish was to sit here forever and no one would touch his remains, so he was stoned to make sure the bones didn't fall apart. That's all you can do.

"Your junior, Remington Sargeras Albert (Livier Cecilia), salute you. ”

The last bouquet of flowers was dedicated to him.

His soul is gone, however, the spirit lives on.

The latecomers will definitely not disappoint their expectations.

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A civilization without history has no future, so I gave them history.