A century ago,

1916.

The world is actually older than you think,

The things you take for granted may fade in a hundred years when the wheels of history turn forward, and the world will return to what you don't even know.

It's like an old photograph full of color in black and white film, and it smells of time dust.

But it's still vast,

In the Far East, as people don't know their names, the revolution that broke out four years ago put an end to the feudal monarchy that had a history of more than 2,000 years, and the people who stole the fruits of the revolution just died of illness this year.

And in this land, too, the effects of the Second Industrial Revolution remained, and the further growth of the productive forces brought with it the same contradictions of uneven capitalist development, and the hegemon on which the sun never set began to decline, replaced by the ambitious country entrenched in the center of Europe, provoking the first world war.

But it's just as small,

There are several staggered dirt and stone streets, more than 20 simple-looking houses, some with small signs, wells for drawing water, wooden pens for keeping livestock, and agricultural tools

The yellowed meadows of the pastures are empty horse-drawn carts piled with hay, the old windmills at the edge of the river, and beyond are the roads that don't know where to go and the golden wheat fields with no end in sight...

Fang Ran floated in the air, the hem of his torn trench coat fluttering slightly, looking different from the background knowledge in the history textbooks recalled in his mind.

The village called 'Il' fell into a quiet slumber in the twilight of the fall.

Looking at the village that was gradually darkening, the houses were closed, the roads where there were no street lights were all dark, and the light of the second industrial revolution did not affect this small village, except for a few kerosene lamps that only emitted an old dim glow.

Without lights, people actually go down at sunset.

It's obviously a simple truth, but it makes the participants who are active in the bustling city a little distracted.

He controlled his speed and slowly lowered his height towards a house at the very edge of the village... No, maybe it can't be said to be a house flying away.

The blackened charred wooden pillars were stacked on top of each other, with nothing left but the ruins, and the house looked like it had been on fire before it was reduced to rubble.

Fang Ran stepped on its highest beam, the [Phantom Card] still hiding his figure, watching the petite figure come back from the nearest stream,

Her light blonde hair was still wet and unwiped, even the strips of cloth on her hands and feet, but the dust and fatigue of the day seemed to make her expressionless face a lot smarter.

Brisk footsteps like a nimble cat, carefully through several streets and houses, came to the side of this pile of ruins, vigilantly looked around to see that there was no one,

Only then did he remove a piece of broken rubble, reveal the dark hole, and slowly crawl in.

In what was originally the kitchen, the stove and the collapsed roof seemed to form a small space, although it was difficult to even sit up or even turn over, but it was just enough for her to lie down.

This is her home.

Heiki jumped near the entrance of the cave, and in her dark eyes she saw that she had carefully hidden half a piece of hard black bread and a few deflated fruits in the wall of the furnace.

Fang Ran knew that it was her day's 'salary'.

From watching her thank her and leaving in the stable in the early morning, until now, Fang Ran has been silently observing behind her back,

All morning, helping the couple on the ranch to fetch water and feed the horses, and going to the livestock pen to do all kinds of chores that were not easy for her age, it was only after she got a piece of black bread that was a little hard.

Then she ran into the nearby woods, where she could find food during the golden harvest of wheat.

Then it was not until evening that she came out of the bushes, and went back to the only humble tavern in the village, and brought the men who had returned from the fields with crude wine, and waited for them to clean up and change to another loaf of bread when they had left.

This time, though, she only ate half of it.

Plugging the hole she had gotten into with some hay, she shrank into the rest of the hay, she slowly closed her eyes, and told herself that she must wake up before dawn to help the ranch draw water, and soon fall asleep.

Then the pitch-black figure gently floated down from the beam,

Tapped the collapsed roof, silently making it float,

As if opening a bird's nest, I saw Rei, who was curled up with her petite body and fell asleep in the hay,

Asleep, she is like a weak chick in a bird's nest.

Fang Ran slowly fell to her side, without making a single movement, holding his hands in front of his chest, the [sleeping card] turned into a point of light and dissipated,

The girl curled up in the hay finally relaxed her body this time, and no longer curled up and inhaled safely.

Even though he knew that she would not wake up, Fang Ran still took off his coat lightly, afraid that the girl would be scratched, took off the badge, cleaned up the hay that must be uncomfortable on her body, and carefully covered her body.

Even if it is damaged a lot, this expensive trench coat is still a qualified quilt.

Then his heart lit up, and a pillow appeared in Fang Ran's hand, replacing the small pile of messy hay tied up with woven straw rope.

The girl who fell asleep seemed to feel soft and warm, and her quiet sleeping face seemed to melt as cute.

After doing this, Fang Ran leaned quietly against the wall beside her, and at this angle he saw that there was only half a piece of black bread and a small pile of shriveled fruit in the wall of the hearth, and some of them had even begun to rot because of the time.

It looks like a stockpile of food for the coming winter.

It's the ruins of this can't be said to be home, these are probably all the things that Ling has at the moment.

An inexplicable bitterness rushed into his heart, making Fang Ran feel a little silent for a while.

I really don't know anything about Rei...

-'It was just an unlucky accident to meet you, and I'm someone who has nothing to do with you'-

The voice of the girl on the ice sea seemed to echo in her ears, Fang Ran looked at the girl who fell asleep peacefully beside her, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, slightly sour.

I ran to the North Pole by myself, thinking about what to take responsibility for my own mistakes, but in fact, it was about Ling.

I don't know anything.

Fang Ran raised his head and looked at the sky, where the last bit of light slowly disappeared,

At the moment when the canopy completely enters the night, the picture that belongs to the participants in front of them finally appears!

[You have entered the time inheritance scene]

[Space node: Po River Plain, Italy]

[Timeline: 1916]

[Time Inheritance Remaining Time: Unknown]

Among all the experience scenes, the shortest system interface, no mission objectives, no descriptions and rewards, the enigmatic scene introduction brings Fang Ran a foggy feeling.

Time....

There is a faint remnant of his last prayer in the sea of ice in his mind, at that time, there was no way for him, all he could pray for was the power of the scene,

But it really turned on the scene!?

When you need it most?

It really gave him time to wake up and not the end?

It's like there's something behind it, clearer than the feeling of losing your heart,

Fang Ran felt a coincidence of fate.

Timing that is too coincidental, scenes that can travel through time, descriptions where there is no mission goal or even where the remaining time is unknown...

What exactly are you going to do with this time inheritance scene?

And...

Fang Ran looked at Ling who was sleeping peacefully, a few strands of hair fell down on her pitiful sleeping face, at this moment she was not the powerful Night Angel,

It's just a girl who is soft and petite and can't even protect herself, needs to work all day for barely surviving food, and makes people feel distressed to hug her tightly.

What happened between Rei and the Palace of the Night, why did the light and shadow appear in person, and why did Iceland not appear after thirty years ago, only the soul projection remained?

And what about Ling's parents, why would Ling live such a life alone?

One mystery after another arose in Fang Ran's heart at the beginning of the twentieth century, under the night of a village in Italy.

It seems to have been buried in the course of a century.

The button to exit the scene is in the corner of the interface, as long as he presses it, he can return to the battlefield on the ice sea, and the time in the coma has given his spirit enough rest,

He has gained enough buffer time, and he won't pass out when he leaves the scene, and if he drives the [Shadow Card], he should still be able to make his body move again.

I have to go back, I have to go to Ling's side!

The moment countless thoughts poured out of my mind, the light appeared, the pages of the book were opened, and the last page that stood upright broke away from the golden rectangular card!

Fang Ran looked at the Kuluo card that suddenly awakened in his hand, and the pattern on the card was a woman with elven long ears and long hair covering her body.

【THE MIST】

[Symbol: Determine the state of affairs, decide the direction]

[Introduction: Foggy and corrosive magic]

Judge the state of affairs and decide the direction of the situation...

Fang Ran looked at the awakened [Fog Card] in his hand and thought silently in his heart, and then was silent for an unknown amount of time, and finally made a decision,

He looked at the girl who was sleeping peacefully beside him, gently helped her pick up the few strands of hair that fell down, and said softly:

"Today is the last day..."

...

....

The crisp morning seems to be sunny, the crisp birdsong continues to drill into the ears, the warm sunlight of the golden autumn morning shines in, and the slightly hot feeling on the face makes Ling comfortably let out a lazy dream,

The softness in her ears, the warm feeling in the quilt made her bury her face, and she was reluctant to get up all of a sudden....

Buzz——!

But when she suddenly realized that something was wrong with a buzz in her head, the girl sat up violently!

She doesn't have a quilt! You shouldn't feel the warmth either!

What's going on!?

Suddenly woke up from the hazy sleepiness, Ling instinctively shrank up, instinctively came up with the bad idea that she didn't get up before dawn today, and the work on the ranch was too late, she saw with some amazement...

The black coat that looks expensive on my body, the extra pillow, and the roof where I have disappeared, and I can see the clear sky in autumn...

The first thing that came to Ling's mind was to check the food she had placed on the wall of the stove.

After seeing that the black bread and tree fruits were still there, she breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped the 'quilt' on her body, and carefully and amazed inexplicably out of her home.

I didn't understand what was going on, and the moment I saw that the roof, which was difficult for even five or six farmers to lift, was thrown on the nearby grass, Ling stood in place in a daze, and suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell wafting over,

Then she heard the familiar voice of the young man behind her, and greeted herself.

"Yo! Ling, you're awake! ”

Huo Ran turned around and tightened his grip on the black trench coat he was wearing, Ling saw sitting on a rock, wearing a clean white shirt and those suits, trousers and leather boots that only rich people have.

The young man, who was roasting fish from nowhere on a small fire, smiled and waved to him.