Although the city cemetery is the smallest of the five public cemeteries in the Holy City, it still seems to be a vast area in the urban area, and the roads inside the cemetery are winding and complicated, but it is not easy to get lost. The road of the whole cemetery adopts a leaf vein design, and a stone road with the widest stone road divides the cemetery into two halves from the center, and then spreads from the gradually narrowing layer of branch roads to both sides, and finally forms a road network throughout the entire cemetery. As it was still early, Pannis and Freya wandered through the cemetery, meeting few other visitors or tourists, accompanied only by the chirping of birds and insects overhead, and the rustling of the breeze through the treetops.

The two walked deeper and deeper in the cemetery along the winding road, Freya didn't say where they were going, and Pannis didn't ask a word, of course, there was no need for too much nonsense between the two smart people, no need to ask, Pannis could also guess Freya's destination, for this, Freya also knew very well, so she didn't explain from the beginning, because she believed that Pannis must have guessed her thoughts before entering the cemetery, so she would say to Pannis that he was standing here, representing his subconscious response。

Huron rode the chariot of infinite light, rising higher and higher in the sky, the power of the midsummer sun had begun to show its strength, and the whole city was slowly becoming scorching, but the confines of the city cemetery, under the dense shade of the Rea Pines, still felt cool, and the heat outside seemed to be two worlds. Enjoying the coolness of the shade of the trees, breathing in the fragrance of pine cones, passing by the sculptures, stopping from time to time to read the introduction on the base of the statues, quietly judging the deceased in the tomb, occasionally mixed with some jokes between each other, the two people in the stroll, just like the couple who quietly date in the neighborhood every afternoon and evening, almost the same warmth, the same harmony, the atmosphere is so good that in the heart of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and even hope that this journey will never come to the end.

However, as long as you don't stop moving forward, no matter how long the road is, there is an end, and when you lose the trace of Reasson again in front of you, and see a sculpture directly, both of them know in their hearts that the destination has arrived.

The sculpture that appears in sight is a woman, a beautiful suffocating woman, in all fairness, her facial features are not perfect, her eyes are slightly larger, the bridge of her nose is slightly longer, her lips are thinner, and her eyebrows are raised at a slightly high angle, although these are not obvious, but if you look closely, it is easy to find the imperfections on her face. However, when these flawed facial features are combined with the shape of the face, all the shortcomings become advantages, and each flaw is just right, which can bring out the beauty of her appearance. The female figure is tall, with her hands slightly open to the sides, her head slightly lowered downward, and her loving and compassionate eyes look at the visitor below, she is dressed in a long monk's robe, the thick monk's robe obscures her body, but the slender wrists and ankles that emerge from under the monk's robe still give one an idea of her graceful figure.

Obviously, this is a standard sculpture of a female priest, and the craftsmen of the carving are also very careful to carve, perfectly reproducing every detail of the deceased's life, and forever resides in the world of the living. However, this sculpture is very different from the others, she is the only one of all the statues she has encountered along the way without inscriptions on the base, so that no one can know the identity of this lady through the words.

However, it seems that for the people in the Holy Capital, there is no need to judge by the inscriptions at all, because there is only one reason for this situation, the only reason.

The two stood side by side at the bottom of the statue, looking up at the soft-expressioned female sculpture above their heads. Pannis looked up at the women above his head, then tilted his head to look at Her Royal Highness the plump princess beside her, then looked up, tilted her head again, and finally smacked her tongue: "Strange, really strange, your facial features are obviously not so similar, most of the shortcomings on her face, you have not inherited most of them, and if you look at your facial features separately, it seems to be more like Odin, but why do you always give me a feeling that you are so similar?"

"Because we're mother and daughter. Freya let go of Pannis's hand, walked over to the sculpture and snuggled up to the statue's leg, smiling almost identically to the statue, making it difficult to tell which was the sculpture and which was the real princess. Freya stroked the leg of her mother's statue, leaned her head on the cold stone, and said softly, "Well, my mother is very beautiful, it is said that when my mother was a girl, those who wanted to pursue her could form a city guard." ”

"Indeed, very beautiful. At this time, Pannis, who had already restrained her usual laughter, her expression was as serious as the dress on her body, and she nodded: "But this is not unexpected, as long as I see you, I can completely imagine how charming she was back then." ”

"Ha, that's the happiest thing I've ever said since I met you. In front of her deceased mother, Her Royal Highness seemed to put aside her usual disguise, showed a warm smile, and said softly: "When I was a child, if my father had time, he would bring me here, stand in your current position, and tell me the story of my mother's past, and I climbed on this pedestal, hugged my mother's legs, and listened to the story while playing. At that time, I was very young and didn't know much about stories, so I thought it was boring, but when I came here, I always felt very happy. ”

"As you can imagine, it was a very warm picture. Pannis's pupils shrank, and he lowered his voice and said, "You must be looking forward to Odin taking you here." ”

"yes, I often look forward to my father bringing me here, but you know, he's so busy that sometimes he doesn't get a chance to take me here a few times a year. Freya sighed a little lonely, but immediately cheered up and said: "When I was a child, I was not sensible, and I cried a few times for this, but then I grew up a little and understood his difficulties, so I stopped pestering him to bring me over, and at that time I could already run around the city in the company of the guards, so when I think about my mother, I will come by myself." ”

"It's a pity. Pannis sighed, "Then there will be no one to tell you a story." ”

"That's nothing, my mother's story, I already remembered it by heart. Freya said softly, "Moreover, the older uncles who accompanied me would also tell me the story of my mother, and they told it from a different perspective from my father, so that I could better understand my mother's past." ”

(To be continued.) )