It was already sunset when they arrived in Harbor Town, and although Elena's convoy didn't have the blind guy in this country to dare to make a decision, but the comfort level of traveling at night was a little worse after all, so after discussing it with Roshi, Elena ordered to stay overnight in Harbor Town.

The rebuilt Harbour Town is much more prosperous than ever, and with the gold-lettered sign of Allen's House, it has become a famous tourist destination in the Kingdom of Pru.

With the gathering of a large number of tourists, the entertainment industry was born, and casinos, wineries, hotels, and local financiers invested a lot of assets here.

The most imposing inn in the area is the majestic castle on a high hill on the west side of the coast, with golden roses overlooking the town and the ocean, and the rooms offered to travelers cost thirty gold coins for a single night's stay.

But Harbour Town... It should be said that the most expensive inn in the town of origin is not the luxurious manor of the Golden Rose, but the small log cabin located on the cliff on the east side of the harbor, where a team of elite soldiers is stationed all the year round, but not a single knight has lived in it.

Since the construction of this wooden house, only King Eren of the Prussian Kingdom has entered, and no matter how much it costs, no matter how much gold it costs, it is useless.

But at this moment, the door of the courtyard of this small wooden house, which has been closed all the year round, is open, and the soldiers who usually guard the outside of the small courtyard on the fence have accidentally disappeared.

The evening breeze is slow, and the night is bright and starry.

The disc-like moon hung high in the sky, and the white moonlight was reflected on the water, and as the breeze blew, the calm sea surface set off layers of waves, and the full moon reflected on it also shattered into fragments of small petals, filling the entire sea surface, thousands of miles, all of which were full of these white lights.

The cold night breeze came out from the depths of the sea, paved the beach, paved the shore, and blew all the way up the small cabin on the cliff and into the small courtyard of the fence in the swaying and dancing green grass.

"Rustle, rustle!"

The sound of the lush branches of the great oak swaying in the wind was followed by the sound of 'crunch, crunch', a swing made of two hemp ropes tied to a thick trunk.

"It's exactly the same..."

Standing in front of the swing, Roshi stared at the two-story cabin, with its white walls and blue rubble, all the same as it had been decades ago.

If it weren't for Roche knowing in advance that this was arranged by Alan according to the way it used to be, he would have thought that time and space travel had happened when he walked in coldly.

"Whew!~"

I took a deep breath of the cool air of the night, well, it was still the familiar smell, a little damp, mixed with a little fishy smell.

Roshi remembers that he would walk around the beach every night, breathe in the fishy smell that no one else liked, blow the sea breeze, and do things that old people would never do.

After taking two steps further, Rosie went around the house, and then came back to the courtyard, and under the banyan tree, he saw the brown vine chaise longue, and sat down on the chaise longue with his clothes closed, and listened to the sound of the sea breeze crashing against the reef, and slowly closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, the convoy set out on its journey again, heading to the end of the journey, the royal capital of the Prussian Kingdom, the city of Canrolea.

Kingdom of Pru, Canrolea, Flor Sanctuary.

In the majestic hall supported by sixteen stout, wavy stone pillars, a bright red carpet leads straight from the gate to the innermost part of the main hall.

Forty-eight of the most loyal royal knights stood at the back of the carpet, guarding the passage, and near the side of the carpet stood a well-dressed nobleman, the central core of the entire kingdom of Prussia.

And at the end of the carpet was a throne made of pure gold, on which an old man was sitting.

This is an old man in his prime, and his centipede-like wrinkles and pale silver threads speak volumes.

He was now seated on the throne, his back resting on a leather backrest with a cushion on top of it, which would make his aching spine more comfortable.

With his elbows resting on the armrests, he clenched one hand into a fist and propped his temples, his eyes slightly squinted, looking like he was asleep, but the reality was pretty much the same.

After all, I am old, although I have very little sleep time every day, I don't have much time to wake up, and my head is always groggy, and I seem to be in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake at any time.

“... According to the information we have received, General Albrey must have led his men into Anilu two weeks ago. After reporting the news that had just arrived from the front to Allen, an official below stood still, waiting for the old man on the throne to respond.

"Well, got it. The old man nodded, not knowing what was going on, these days, he didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about war as before.

After thinking about it, the old man felt that he should be lonely.

Along the way, he has done a lot of things, and he has lived long enough, and the enemies, friends, and relatives who have accompanied him have basically left him one by one at this time.

In this hall, in this kingdom, although there are many people who can talk to him at this time, there are basically no people who can talk to him.

After a pause, he raised his eyelids: "Where's Elena?"

Louis's granddaughter, she is not the kind of person who can completely ignore her status and talk sincerely with herself, but she inherited Louis's wisdom and disguised it well, and many times she can hide it from her eyes.

An official hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "According to the time, Lady Rose should be..."

"Da Da Da!"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the main hall, and a knight hurriedly ran in and saluted: "Your Majesty, Madame Rose has arrived outside the hall and asked for an audience." ”

"Hmm. The old man nodded, his eyes that had been squinting a little wider.

The knight went out, and in a few moments, Elena, who was in her prime, slowly walked into the main hall.

However, to the old man's surprise, there were two young men behind Elena, a young man, and a very beautiful little girl.

"Your Majesty. Elena stepped forward and saluted.

The two young men stopped behind Elena and did not move.

An official's face changed, and he stepped forward and shouted, "Who are you? Don't you know..."

"Shut up, Joseph!" Elena snapped off the officer's shouting

The official was obviously a little confused, and the other officials in the hall were generally in the same confusion, and they all turned their eyes to Madame Rose, waiting for her answer.

The same goes for the old man on the throne.

She knew that Elena couldn't do something meaningless, but he was curious, what kind of person could make her ignore all the nobles in the kingdom and leave a handle for others, and be frank?

But what Elena did next surprised the old man even more.

She didn't explain to herself as the old man had predicted, but after scolding the official, she stepped aside, or... Retreat to the young man's side, standing respectfully to one side?

What is this?

The old man looked puzzled, and then he looked at the young man who even Elena needed to treat with respect, and he wondered what kind of fairy this was.

Not very old, in his early twenties, wearing a plain white robe, his appearance is quite handsome, with a little femininity, he is an ordinary young man, he has seen countless in the army.

The only difference seemed to be that the young man was not as nervous, frightened, and trembling as the other young people who saw him.

He just stood there quietly, looking at himself calmly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, that smile... How is that smile...

Just seeing this, the old man's brows frowned slightly.

This was because he was surprised to find that there was a kindness and kindness that did not match his age on this smile? Seems like there's a little bit of déjà vu?

And just as the thought had just risen in his head, the young man also spoke, not loudly, but a simple sentence made the old man's heart, which was no longer strong, beat violently.

He curled half of the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, and that smile carried a joy of reunion after a long absence, like facing an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Long time no see, little Alan. ”