Chapter 499 Returning to a Familiar Place
The light of the flames gradually disappeared after they left, along with the constantly healing cracks that tore through space.
Under the light of the blood moon, a blood race elder beside Flarn raised his face:
“The human just now, is he the heir chosen by the human king in the legends… the so-called ‘Candidate Hero’?”
After Flarn nodded in affirmation, the blood race elder frowned and said,
“If this is his identity, why did that Lord bring him here… Even just a few words like that could completely reveal our plans. If the human king finds out, it will be a disaster for us!”
“Igert is by elder sister’s side. He won’t say anything.”
A faint voice came from the youthful lips of the blood race girl, as cold as the blood-colored moonlight.
These words carry two meanings, two possibilities… But no matter which one it was, it made Flarn feel extremely sad, and her slender fingertips clenched tightly into her tender palm.
“Your Highness. We know that Lord Oran entrusted you to her.”
Another blood race member emerged from the shadows, half of his blood wings stained with dark blood, and stood opposite Flarn, causing Flarn’s delicate eyebrows to furrow slightly, “But, do you trust her too much? If you hand over all our secrets to her…”
“Anderson, are you suspecting elder sister?”
A pair of blood-red eyes like blood moons were raised on the girl’s pure white face, and a chilling aura seemed to freeze all the light into blood crystals.
Even for a blood race member as high as a Marquis, like Anderson, he couldn’t help but feel a chill and the suppression of his innate bloodline, and was horrified that this little girl, having only received her inheritance for a few days, already possessed such great authority.
“I dare not, but, just as Your Highness has seen… that Lord’s true identity, although unfathomably noble, is a goddess of vengeance. For this, she is even cooperating with a demon by her side. If she needs to abandon us, if she needs to abandon you—”
“She is elder sister.”
Flarn’s brief words completely extinguished his questioning. The blood race girl did not look at him again, and her slightly raised, bright red eyes landed on the blood race elder in front of her:
“Since elder sister has left, take me to see the Great Elder and the envoy with whom you have formed a pact.”
The blood race elder was startled: “Your Highness, isn’t it too early for you to see the Great Elder and them now? Moreover, although those humans are secretly funding us, they want to use us against the human king. Your sister has already left. If these humans harbor malicious schemes—”
Flarn’s long eyelashes twitched slightly. Suddenly, her exquisitely jade-like little hand waved, and a moon wheel, scattering blood-jade-like luster, descended from mid-air, and an exquisite crown of blood jade appeared on her delicate silver hair.
The girl turned around, and although her young face was like that of a child, a sense of dignity that transcended her bloodline silenced the entire hall.
She said, “I am your queen. Even if elder sister is not here, this is still a fact.”
“The alliance with the Peka middle and back parties… such a decision that determines the fate of the clan should not be made by the Great Elder alone. Take me there.”
Her beautiful voice, deliberately suppressed to be cold, echoed in the air. Flarn once again gently glanced at the blood race elder bowing his head before her.
She knew clearly that this old man, a former subordinate of her father, who saw her as the hope for the revival of the royal court, did not want her to clash with the Great Elder who held power… but she also had reasons that she had to act upon.
“I want to grasp this branch of the blood race. At least, when elder sister fights, she cannot be betrayed…”
The blood race girl gently clenched her fist and murmured in her heart.
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The howling cold wind of the northern wilderness gradually dissolved with the tracks of the wheels. Returning to the south, the lingering chill of winter finally melted into gurgling streams and sprouting green buds with the resurgence of spring.
The exquisite carriage forged from blazing divine gold left its mark on the fields of Bluelandenburg. Just as she had left this territory at the end of spring last year, Igert sat at the front of the carriage, but with a suppressed and dispressed mood.
“It’s been almost a year…”
Igert murmured, his lips moving. He couldn’t help but recall the past. Back then, he had come to this lost territory in search of Lothel’s traces, and had found the long sword End, which had been passed down to this day.
Igert lowered his head. It was quite laughable, ever since he obtained the “Sacred Sword,” End had been used by him only a few times, as if their paths were destined to be separate.
His fingers touched the sword edge in his embrace. The slight vibration from End made Igert’s eyes moist.
And that young lady…
Even as a young lady, a spoiled and willful girl, perhaps, as a Goddess of Flames, she was not as simple as she appeared. Choosing to be by his side might have had a different purpose.
However, Igert found that he could no longer give up on her in his heart…
Perhaps at some point in the past, Igert would have hesitated about this, but half a year after parting with the girl, when he saw her face again, the tears that almost fell from his eyes and the heartache in his mind made Igert understand again that she represented more than just her exquisite beauty and his dependence in his confusion.
But… Igert clenched his hands.
From the carriage window behind him, the girl’s usual clear and pleasant humming, like a lark’s song, could be heard.
However, it still did not resemble any of the familiar tunes from the past, as if she were merely humming without any emotional expression.
From the far north, traveling south all the way to Bluelandenburg’s territory, Igert gathered his courage and asked the girl to use brilliant gold flames to create this carriage.
Verafia did not object, but she merely used the carriage to travel, as the words literally meant, not requiring any memory of the past.
Along the way, Igert prepared the drinks and dishes she used to like, as well as dresses and accessories suitable for her, and the girl did not refuse them either. However, in those beautiful eyes that looked up, clear and tranquil, the sense of serenity displayed almost made Igert give up.
She was still wearing a pure white long dress, and she did not need any food, only a little water to drink.
She was not stained by any mortal dust, flawless and noble… as if she were solitary, a noble goddess looking down on the mortal world from afar.
“Goddess…”
He uncomfortably uttered this word from his lips. Igert perhaps guessed that the girl’s state of mind was not because of him… or rather, she did not care about him now.
She did not need to care about their past… whether it was laughter, joy, or passionate emotions in anger.
Her heart was as clear as a calm lake, without a single ripple. Towards him, she was just a traveling companion, and there was no need for any special treatment.
So flawless… the truly complete her. The journey ahead might be the final ritual.
He clenched his palm tightly, and the sharp edges of the silver hair clip pricked his palm.
Igert silently put it away, and raised his gaze, seeing the starting point of all their stories.
“Young Lady, we have arrived at Aizeliasia.”
