“………… Over here... Is it the King's Palace? ”

Shura came alone in front of this huge palace that no one had cared about for a long time, and a large amount of dust and fallen leaves had accumulated at the entrance of the 'door'. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

It's hard to imagine that this was once a place where people lived.

"Squeak"

She pushed open the 'door' and approached the palace.

There has always been a thought in my heart that I want her to come back here, there is everything she wants, and it will also allow her to stop wandering.

Today's Shura Ming is dressed in a cumbersome 'fine' light blue long dress, with an ancient 'jade' tied around her waist, and a portable sword next to her, and her hair is outlined by a few ribbons.

A little was still in front of her ears, adorning her pale face.

It is a stunning 'color', and it adds a bit of dress, which is amazing.

"Here...... A lot of 'flowers' ......"

Shura followed her thoughts and came to a 'flower' garden where there was a swing, she slowly approached, and inadvertently glanced at it and saw a few small words carved with a knife on it.

[Crescent moon production]

These words are a little crooked, and it seems that they are not assisted by aura, but carved directly by hand.

“…………”

Shura ordered to touch these words, especially when his fingers crossed the three words of the crescent moon, his heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife.

"What are you doing here......

Suddenly, a male voice sounded, making Shura subconsciously retract her hand, after all, she is not familiar with this king, although others have passed away, but it is not good to 'privately' break into other people's homes.

“……… You are ......"

Shura raised her eyes, but what she saw was a teenager who was not older than her.

This teenager is very beautiful and gives people a very comfortable feeling.

"How long are you going to keep watching?"

The young man's eyes in the face of Shura Ming were directly in line with her, and he walked towards her, causing a breeze that made the 'flowers' sway.

“… I ........."

Shura Ming realized his gaffe, quickly withdrew his eyes, and shifted more attention to the 'flower' and 'flower' grass next to him.

"I planted these 'flowers', I have never seen you, who are you."

The young man lovingly 'touched' the delicate 'flowers', and the feelings in his eyes were real, not like they were fake at all.

"I'm just a passerby, I'll be gone soon."

Shura Ming also came here by chance, and he should not be familiar with the Nine Heavens, so he came here in chaos.

“… So... Do you like to drink tea? Passerby. ”

The boy no longer asked the name of Shura's life, but changed the question.

"I rarely drink it, but I don't like the bitterness of tea."

Shura didn't know why she could talk to a stranger for so long, probably because she wanted to stay in this place longer.

“…… I rarely drink it, but I only feel bitter, so since I'm here, why don't I taste the tea I made. ”

The young man picked a flower, and walked to the pavilion next to him for resting, the tea set on the table was very complete, it seemed that he was very serious about this.

“…… I ......"

Shura doesn't know whether it's good in the past or not, but thinking about other people's kindness, how can he live up to it.

So in the end, I walked over.

"It's been a long time since anyone else has been here."

The young man handed the brewed tea to Shura, and the sea of 'flowers' behind him was so beautiful that it made people want to stay.