The young man frowned, and could see that he was not very satisfied with this answer. He turned his head to his companions, exchanging glances with them.

Shui Yun remained silent rationally, waiting for the other party's next question, with a smile on her face that matched her current identity - although it was impossible for those people to see her face clearly, the superfluous thoughts might be captured, or some clues might be revealed in the voice.

As a good sorcerer, she was well aware of the many abilities in this world that were difficult to explain with common sense. Perhaps, those two girls of "unknown origin" have some of them. Otherwise, how to explain the importance that the 'Demon King' and His Majesty the Emperor value them?

"His Highness Shuiyun." The young man finally spoke, "Why did Sora choose you to be the 'Lord of the Mist'?" ”

Instead of dwelling on the previous question, he questioned her identity. It's not a bad idea, but she's prepared for it.

"Because of the war, I lost my home when I was a child, and at that time, it was empty that adopted me." She said calmly, as if telling a story that belonged to someone else, "He discovered my talent and sent me to the Mist to learn from the magicians here and the previous Lord of the Mist. Then, about seven years ago, the previous "Lord of the Mist" chose to retire and handed over the position to me. ”

What she says is 'real'. Any lie may be debunked, or more lies will be needed to remedy it, and that will create more holes. The way to prevent this is to keep the words as concise as possible and only state what is necessary, which was also taught to her by the previous "Lord of the Mist".

"It must have been hard to live alone at such a young age, and to work hard ......until now," the businessman-like young man sighed. ”

"Nothing, just luck." She quickly suppressed the turmoil in her heart and replied in a flat tone, "Of course, talent is also a kind of luck. ”

"So, are you satisfied with your current status and life?" The young man who spoke at first still had a businesslike expression, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the fog that enveloped her and see her hidden heart, "Or do you have any other 'ideals' and 'pursuits'?" ”

"I'm still young, so I can't stop there." Shui Yun shook his head slightly, letting the mist disperse slightly, "My ideal is to let the people who have cared for and helped me get a satisfying life. As for my pursuit—" she swallowed, "to fulfill the responsibility I have been given, that's all. ”

The woman in white pondered her thoughts, preparing for the attitude and answer she should show if the "envoys" continued to ask her what her responsibilities were. However, the other party's next sentence slightly surprised her.

"It can be seen that you are an excellent city lord, probably in the "Fog Department", and you are also the leader who is loved by your subordinates." "Whether you really care about them or not, I hope you won't let them down at any time. ”

Shui Yun opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment. She was the lord of Zecheng, and even as an envoy of the emperor, it seemed a bit arrogant to speak to her in such a tone. Normally, she could have shouted at each other or even kicked them out of the room, but a strange emotion prevented her from doing so.

- Perhaps my "connection" with these people will not end here.

"Thank you." In the end, she just sighed softly, and thoughtfully raised her hand to stroke her long hair and cheeks, "I'll do my best." ”

"Then we won't bother much." The young guard gave her a gentle salute, while the other guard and the young merchant did the same, "Have a good time." ”

The three of them turned around and walked unhurriedly to the door. It was only then that the 'Gernor people', who had been curiously looking at the various furnishings in the room from beginning to end, seemed to have just come to their senses.

He jumped down from the chair, jumped in front of Shui Yun in two or three steps, his dark eyes turned a few times, and finally landed on a small ornament placed on the table, "It's rare to get to know each other, I mean, His Highness Shui Yun, according to the habit of the Gurno people, don't you come to exchange a thing to commemorate!" ”

The woman in white also set her eyes on the ornament. It's made of bronze, silk rope, and feathers, and it's rusty enough to look like it's worth much. However, it does have a special meaning for the water cloud.

"What are you going to give me?" She wanted to refuse, but in the end she couldn't suppress her curiosity. The Geno people like to collect all kinds of interesting knick-knack or make all kinds of convenient gadgets, and it is indeed one of their customs to exchange these 'collections' when they meet. And even if she knew that she was not a real Gernor in front of her, the pure curiosity revealed in those black eyes made her look forward to it - what kind of 'collection' could the other party come up with?

"Hmm...... Let me think. The Gerno man reached into the black bag he carried over his shoulder and groped for a while, "This ...... I'm afraid it doesn't fit; This one...... Well, it's not good; can be worthy of His Highness Shui Yun's ...... There you have it, this is it! ”

He pulled his bag out of his hand and handed a folded, palm-sized metal box to the woman in white.

"What is this?" She could vaguely feel the aura of the occult coming from within, but she couldn't comprehend its structure.

"You know, what we've seen and experienced is stored in our brains." The Gerno man raised his hand and pointed to his head, "There are a lot of things we think we've forgotten, but in fact they're just buried, like a workshop that hasn't been properly tended for two months!" And this device can help you find those memories that you need but don't know where to store them - great, right? ”

Memories that were buried deep and thought they had forgotten...... Does she have such a thing?

Shui Yun has always believed that she has firmly remembered all the missions that need to be achieved, and those that she has forgotten are worthless trivialities. However, if it was when she was younger, in her childhood, when her memories were not clear-

It was as if time had slipped by for a few minutes. When she came back to her senses, she was clutching the small box tightly in her hand, and the ornament that had been placed on the table was gone.

Was her spirit being manipulated unconsciously? No, there was no sign of any spiritual spells in my mind, and the "enchantment" that shrouded the entire City Lord's Mansion did not react. Moreover, her memory is intact, and it is true that she took the initiative to reach out and exchange her own 'collections' with the 'Gherno'.

Shui Yun stared at the box in his hand silently, not in a hurry to open it at all. The box doesn't fly away on its own, and the opportunity to find memories of the past is always there. After a few moments, she placed the box in its original place, stood up, and looked out the window at the city.

The setting sun has already dyed the western sky a faint orange. Most of the citizens have probably finished their day's work, and some still have business, but if you look closely, most of them have a satisfied look on their faces, nodding and smiling as they pass each other by—even if they are not familiar with it.

When and what kind of mood did she bring to make this city like this, Shui Yun suddenly couldn't remember clearly. Because another longer, vague but thick memory once again filled her mind.

"You have to take your responsibility and be a good leader—"

Who, and when, said such things to her? It seems that Sora said it, and the previous "King of Fog" also said it, and there was even ...... The "two people" whose faces I can't remember anymore have also said the same.

In the eyes of many, she has achieved such an achievement. Only Shui Yun herself understands that she still needs to keep working hard for some almost illusory goal.

"Wait for me, everyone. I will definitely be back. ”

Under the cover of the mist, the woman in white gently opened and closed her lips and murmured in a voice that no one could hear.