It's already the fourth day. Elletahia leaned gently to the window of the carriage and looked out through the bumpy and swaying curtains of the carriage, and unsurprisingly, the lush trees were still visible as far as the eye could see.

The last time I rode with Simon, I was so nervous that I didn't pay attention to the scenery on the side of the road. But this time, she sighed and put her weight back in her chair, and it was just as frustrating to see the same scenery for four days.

"If you want to look outside, just pull the curtains open and push the window open, and don't think about me." Simon, who sat across from her, kept his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep, spoke slowly.

"Aren't you asleep?" Eletahya asked cautiously.

Is he asleep? How could he be willing to fall asleep. After thinking about it for so long, she was close at hand, within reach. He didn't want to waste every minute and second with her, how much strength did he use to restrain his desire to hug her. However, she ......

Simon opened his eyes, his black eyes dark, and a thousand words flowed through them, and the last one was no more. "Nope."

Eletahya smiled and reached out to pull up the curtains. All of a sudden, the carriage became brighter.

Four days earlier, Segard had sent them two pony carts. So the final arrangement was for Mick and Vicky to sit in one car, and Simon to sit in one car with her. And Alex himself rode alone.

If given a choice, Elletaxia would rather sit in a car with Mick and leave Vicky and Simon alone, but Mick says that she and Vicky have some intimate things to talk about. She could only stop, and she could see that Vicky's eyes were about to burst into flames as she looked at her. If it weren't for Simon on the sidelines, Elletahia wondered if Vicky would have rushed up to give her a slap. She looked out the window and thought.

I wonder how long it will take to arrive? When she arrives in the Undercity, what awaits her? She remembered what she had dreamed of that day, vaguely her father and her knights. She wanted to know more about herself, but to her dismay, she never dreamed about her past again. She tried to knock on the side to ask Simon, but Simon didn't say anything about her past. What the hell should she do to get Simon to tell her about her? Eletahia was in trouble.

The not-so-bright sunlight shone on Eletaxia's distracted face, revealing a soft glow.

Simon stared at her, his lips twitching, and he read a text in an unknown language. "thy-eternal-summer-shall-not-fade,Nor-lose-possession-of-that-fair-thou-own"

"Are you talking to me? Simon? "Eletaxia came back to her senses, and she didn't hear what Simon was saying." Sorry, I didn't hear clearly. ”

She smiled shallowly at Simon, a little shy, and embarrassed, like a blue lotus blooming in the sun.

It must have been the sun that was too dazzling to make him panic. Two voices kept clashing his mind.

"Catch her! Now is the time! While she doesn't know anything now, let her stay with you. ”

"You want her heart, have you forgotten?"

"What if she thinks about it, she just treats you as a brother and a friend!"

"You swore that you would never cheat on her."

Simon's hand was hidden in the sleeve of his robe, trembling slightly, and before he could make a decision, the carriage suddenly stopped. "The Undercity has arrived. My lord. Alex rode close to the carriage and knocked on the edge of the wall. The road ahead is not easy to walk, you see......"

"I don't want to get out of the car in front of the Lordaeron throne, just be careful."

When Eletaxia looked out at the moment, there was a white ruin stretching out, with no end in sight.

Thick white marble pillars that had collapsed to the ground, covered in moss.

Lifelike figure sculptures, broken bodies crawling with creepers.

The carriage moved slowly, bypassing the obstacles on the ground, but it was still slightly bumpy. Eletaxia clung to the window edge with a strange expression.

"I ...... It should be, it seems...... I've been here......" she whispered to herself. "This was once the royal city of the Kingdom of Lordaeron."

The sight around her gradually woke up in her mind.

Once upon a time, those stone pillars stood majestically. At the foot of the statues of those heroes, unknown people often offer flowers.

Walk along a flower-lined road at the end of a moat about three meters wide, embracing the royal palace, the highest center of power in Lordaeron.

The carriage stopped after crossing a wooden drawbridge.

Simon got out of the car first, and then stood by the door gentlemanly, holding out his hand and waiting for Eletaxia.

Elletahya looked at Simon's hand and hesitated before handing it to Simon and getting out of the car lightly.

She raised her head and looked up at Miyagi in front of her.

It is still magnificent, but it is much broken, the palace gate that was inviolable in the past is now only empty, and half of the wooden planks of the palace gate have been cracked, and you can see a gloom in the depths of the palace through the gaps.

Elletahya turned her head to look back, the moat that used to be rippling blue waves was now dry and unshaped, and in the small puddles that remained, a few toads jumped and picked up on the silt. The once carefully manicured lawns on both sides of the wooden bridge are now only a few small grasses that are half yellow and green, exposing the bare adobe, and they can't bear to look at it as miserably as the twilight of a peerless beauty in her old age.

Ruined, silent, dead royal city.

Elletahya suddenly wanted to cry very much.

"I'm sorry!" She turned her head away from the crowd and covered her tearful face.

A large coat was gently draped over her shoulders, and her gentle hand thoughtfully pulled the hood on her.

"Let's go. From here, it's only possible to walk. ”

Mick patted her on the back as he passed by Eletaxia.

As Elletahia hurriedly wiped away her tears, she heard Vicky whispering sarcastically as she passed by, "I don't know what you're crying about, I want to get Simon's attention." Sentimental! ”

Elletaxia's red eyes lifted and she looked at Vicky's back in distraction—the girl who had cried weakly when they first met, now sharpened by her love.

Vicky found the meaning of her rebirth. And what about her?

She hurried to follow the footsteps of the people in front of her, and in the long corridor, the sunlight seeped obliquely through the broken skylight, dragging out the long figures of the people, gradually disappearing into the darkness.