The carriage moved steadily, but Mary, who was sitting in the carriage, frowned slightly.

She was thinking about Qin Ran's words just now.

"Prudence is facing the unknown."

"Determination is to face difficulties."

"To be indomitable is to face failure."

"Ignoring despair is ......"

Mary was a little puzzled, and she once again looked at Qin Ran with an inquiring gaze.

"To ignore despair is to face everything."

"Including, life and death."

"Even if you die, you must not despair, because once you despair, you are really dead."

Qin Ran said slowly.

"2567, have you experienced despair?"

Mary was stunned.

It was only at this time that Mary suddenly realized that the man in front of her rarely talked about her past.

She knew nothing about his past.

"Hmm."

"Experienced."

"More than you think, and longer."

Qin Ran said this, turned his head, and looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the window.

Mary, who was staring at Qin Ran's face, didn't ask any more.

The underage princess knows very well what kind of character the man in front of him has, he is willing to say, he will tell you truthfully, he is unwilling to say, no matter how you ask, he will not say.

But Mary's mind was constantly speculating.

What's going on?

Mary's brow furrowed again.

She thought too much.

So much so that she looked at Qin Ran's gaze, and became more and more soft.

And Qin Ran?

Syllable!

With a flick of his hand, his index finger clasped lightly between Mary's frowning brows.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Qin Ran said with a smile.

Mary covered her forehead and carefully distinguished Qin Ran's smile, until she found that such a smile was not disguised at all, but it was from the bottom of her heart, and Mary let out a sigh.

Immediately, though, Mary took a breath.

Because, a stack of seven pieces of parchment suddenly appeared in front of her.

"What is this?"

Mary was stunned again.

"One of my trophies."

"The most important thing to be a strong person is the heart, but it can't be done without assistance, it should be able to help you, of course, I also need you to translate into the lingua franca."

Qin Ran replied.

"The 'King of the Prairie'?"

Mary reacted quickly.

Qin Ran nodded.

"I see."

Mary sat up straight and said with a solemnity she had never seen before.

No one understands the importance of the parchment in her hand better than the underage princess.

Inheritance!

The Warren royal family also has a legacy.

Even Fort Swut has a legacy.

These inheritances are enough to make people blush, but they are nothing compared to the inheritance of the 'King of the Prairie'.

"If you talk about the heart, it is the root of strength."

"So ......"

"It's the foundation of power!"

Suddenly, such an enlightened underage princess rose up, and she quickly immersed herself in the parchment record.

Qin Ran looked at the serious Mary and couldn't help but smile.

Hard work and diligence always bring rewards.

As for the disposal of [Unknown Parchment], this was a decision that Qin Ran had made in the last copy world.

In this dungeon world in front of you, is there a more suitable person besides Mary?

No.

Only those who have really experienced life and death and fighting together will be recognized by Qin Ran.

As for the others?

Enemies and strangers alike.

……

With the driving of the snake one, the carriage is naturally smooth, and it is not difficult to reach a certain speed.

It was only because of the insistence of the Count of Aydal that it was impossible for the carriage to overtake the opposing party on foot.

Therefore, when the walls of Leerdrie were seen again, it was already sunset in the west.

And at the moment of seeing the walls of Lerdry, the eyes of the Count of Aidale, who was in a hurry with great interest, quickly turned red, and tears flickered.

He stared at the city wall in his memory.

"It hasn't changed."

"Nothing has changed."

"It's really good."

As he said this, Adal stopped, and knocked on the window of the carriage beside him.

"Can I go up?"

The old man asked.

"Of course!"

Mary put away the parchment, and after Qin Ran sat side by side with her, she pushed open the door of the carriage and invited the old man to sit in the carriage.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your willingness to be considerate of a bad old man."

The old man thanked him.

"What I've done is nothing compared to what you've done for the Warren royal family."

Mary replied.

The sincere tone made the smile on the old man's face a little more, and then, the old man's eyes looked out of the car window, where there was......

The royal palace of the Warren royal family.

It was the seat of James VIII.

Mary, who had guessed something right away, knocked on the carriage.

Immediately, the slow-moving carriage began to speed and lightning.

Just ten minutes later, the carriage returned to the palace of the Warren royal family again.

Earl Shilin, who had been waiting for a long time, walked quickly to the carriage, but when he saw that the person who walked down from the carriage was not Mary or Qin Ran, but an old man, the young earl was stunned.

But the young earl, who immediately thought of something, immediately straightened up, saluted the old man respectfully, and said, "Good day, Count Aidale." ”

"Good day, Count Shirin."

The dazzling Flying Dragon Chapter was enough for the old man to identify the identity of the young earl.

Coupled with the fact that she has a face that is three or four points similar to Mary, you can't go wrong.

'Son of the Dragon'!

Guardian of the Warren royal family in the north.

A continuation of the Warren royal family's extra bloodline.

"Can you take me to Your Majesty?"

The old man asked.

"Of course."

"Your Majesty has been looking forward to your return for countless years."

So said this, and the young earl led the old man towards the palace.

Every time he passed a familiar place, the old man's expression would be filled with excitement.

And when he came to the outside of James VIII's bedroom, the old man took several deep breaths before slowly pushing open the door of the bedroom.

The doors and windows were closed, and the setting sun came in through the windows.

In the orange red, the gloom is irrepressibly spreading.

That beauty is about to dissipate.

It's like James VIII in bed.

James VIII, who was asleep, his face was pale, his cheeks were emaciated, his hair was even more dry, and he lay there with only one breath left.

And this breath seems to be dissipated at any time.

The old man staggered to the bedside, and gently placed his hand on James VIII's hand, tears streaming down his face.

The old man, who had been holding back tears at any moment, could no longer hold back after seeing James VIII.

"James, I'm back."

The old man called softly.

At the sound of the call, James VIII slowly woke up.

The young earl, the underage princess, slowly withdrew, ready to leave the room to the two friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

However, Qin Ran did not move his footsteps.

He snorted.

His eyes looked at the wall on one side of the room, and his brow furrowed instantly.