Everyone cared for her, but she only felt very embarrassed.

They gave her a place in the caravan so that she would not have to travel too much.

An army was leading the way in front, while Stallman was behind the palace with a troop of cavalry, and even the occasional unlucky undead had long since been crushed under the iron hooves of the Union cavalry, and within two or three days they were about to reach the eastern end of the land, the Chapel of the Light's Wish.

Loria only hoped that this hellish journey would end as soon as possible, and she would have to keep putting an embarrassed smile on her face during the day, because there would always be one or two. Friends from the past' rode up to her, reminiscing about the past she had no memory of and telling little jokes she didn't know what to do, and at night she was tormented by intermittent nightmares interspersed with fragments of the past, which she tried to catch in vain, and she did think of a few of the people in the group, but she was not sure if it was her own memories or the illusion of being indoctrinated over and over again.

If she wasn't crazy, she looked at her pale palms in a daze, then she seemed to dream of the past.

"Is that strange and familiar little girl in the dream, that 'me', really me?" she leaned listlessly against a pile of packages and whispered to herself, "If a person's experiences and experiences make up all he or she is, who am I, who have forgotten the past and have a lot of mess in my head?"

After all, where did the concept of 'I' come about, if a person loses his memory and thinks he or she is another person, is he or she still the same person?

"I don't know," she sighed, turning her body to the side, looking tired, if she wanted to figure out what had happened, she might have to go back to that day...... The day that the present 'me' awakened, the original, the day in the town of Shining Gold.

Unfortunately, the Bronze Dragon doesn't offer a day trip to the designated past, and her only hope seems to be those specious dreams.

Unfortunately, she couldn't control her dreams to see what she wanted to see.

……

Damn it.

Tim slammed the torch into the stone wall of the tunnel, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Half an hour, or an hour? No one could tell, but they staggered in the darkness for a long time, until Aya could no longer walk, and began to sit on the ground and play tricks, and the most noteworthy discovery of this great expedition was a rusty pickaxe (it was so heavy that it was thrown away halfway through).

"Go back, those ghost stories are lies. I don't know who whispered, but his voice looked strange in the tunnel.

"No, we have to go on!"

In the depths of the earth, anyone's voice is strange.

Loria tried not to think about the darkness behind her, she tried to stay on where the firelight could illuminate, even if she said that she was not afraid, she was still instinctively afraid of the darkness.

This is the third time that they have hit a dead end, and these peaths should almost give up, she thought, only to see Tim's sister, Aya, who was always looking at her with squinted eyes, suddenly jumped up from the ground.

"There's a way here!" her voice was unusually sharp and unpleasant in the tunnel.

Loria silently decided not to yell no matter what happened, she couldn't stand herself making such a nasty sound...... Wait, how can there be a road?

As Tim moved the torches in his hands, the children did see a small hole at the end of the tunnel, on the side of a broken wooden box.

Aya, who was so tired that she barely spoke, snatched the torch from Hume's hand and got into the little hole, and her brother froze for a while before he glared at the rest of the people with round eyes and threatened the rest of the people, since his sister had already gotten in, then everyone had to continue this stupid adventure.

He was the tallest and strongest, and he was good at fighting, and if he dared to disobey him, he would inevitably have to be cared for from him at all times.

Tim tossed Loria's book to Hughme, who burrowed into the hole...... The third and fourth children slipped into the hole until Tim himself plunged headlong into the hole, and then stepped back out, too big to walk through with a torch.

Loria approached the firelight on the ground, shifting her gaze back and forth between the finely greased torches and the hole, reason telling her that it was time to pick up the torch and leave, but she could not put down the book that had been snatched away...... It was a true tome, a dwelling place for the Light, and the nasty ghosts might never understand its value, but she knew that even selling herself to a goblin would not be enough to get a tome back.

But she instinctively feared the world on the other side of the cave until she heard a soft, murmuring whisper.

Help me.

She shook her head, was Aya calling for help?

Loria sighed softly, although the woman was also one of the nasty ghosts, the Holy Light had never taught her not to save her when she died...... She picked up the torch from the ground and burrowed into the hole, the narrow cavern was unexpectedly wide for her, except for the rock bulge that made her knees and arms hurt, she crawled with ease, and after carefully avoiding a few stalagmites, she suddenly slipped and the overly smooth rock surface made her lose her balance and plunge into the darkness.

The coldness enveloped her body, the torches had long since disappeared, she opened her eyes to see, opened her mouth to breathe, but was almost choked to death, in a panic, she began to wave her arms and legs, children who grew up in Stormwind City rarely had waterlessness, but fortunately, at a younger age, she learned to swim near the harbor.

She finally managed to surface and choked on a few mouthfuls of water before she finally remembered how to keep her body balanced in the water, she opened her eyes to see, but she couldn't see even a glimmer of light, she coughed a few times and then began to scream, Tim, Aya, Logan, she got no response except for the empty echo.

She swung her arms mechanically, fear creeping up in her heart, she didn't know how she faced the nightmares, she couldn't even remember them, but the pain in her lungs finally reminded her that she was about to run out, and she swam forward in the dark.

She hit the rock, but she couldn't climb up, a slippery thing got wrapped around her bare calf, she screamed in fright, desperately hit the water, but before she knew it, she crawled out of the water.

It was a place where there was no light, and she couldn't see anything even with her eyes open, and she had no other way to determine what was around her than the touch of her hands, and after careful groping, she finally found a crack between the stones and squeezed herself in

In this way, tired and hungry, she finally fell asleep.