The thick fog gradually broke through, and the scenery in front of us gradually became apparent.
A maid with silver-purple hair was kneeling on the ground, with a young man sleeping soundly lying on her knees.
Slender fingers stretched out from the cuffs and slowly stroked the cold cheek. Tears like beans slowly slid down and fell onto the stone floor beside.
Behind this maid, there is an ice sculpture with half of its body melted. One of its hands is leaning forward, as if trying to grab something, but most of its upper body has melted and its face is no longer visible. However, judging from the clothes it wears, it should be the same maid outfit as the one in front.
The two stopped in front of the maid with silver-purple hair. Although they had never seen her before, they already knew that this was the witch of eternal frost, Kornos.
The slight sobbing continued, and Kornos knelt on the ground, never looking up.
Looking at the sad scene in front of him, Loran Hill sighed slightly, then took a few steps forward and slowly squatted down.
"Perhaps he can be saved, for you have given him a portion of your power."
The reason why the new emperor Elio was able to kill the regent Edren in the battle that day was because of this almost immortal characteristic.
"It's no use. I can't give him the world he wants. He must hate me because I cheated on him."
Kornos raised her head. The petite witch who used to be so willful now had tears on her face and looked so weak.
"I can't actually save Anna, nor can I save the empire, nor can I even save him, but I really like this child and want to present him with a beautiful world and watch him grow into a mature and powerful monarch step by step."
"But Kornos failed. Elio is angry with me. He hates me and refuses to wake up." The devastated witch wiped her tears and spoke sad words.
Is that so? From Kornos's sporadic words, Loranhill guessed the story between the young emperor and the witch.
Although Elio is the emperor of the empire, Loran Hill does not hate or dislike him. On the contrary, he has some good feelings towards him.
When the Southern Territory was still unsettled, it was the will of this new emperor that allowed the Southern Territory to quickly stabilize and come under the leadership of the Fairywood Organization. This greatly reduced conflicts and left precious time for the subsequent development of the Southern Territory.
Unlike previous emperors, Elio was born into a common family. His extremely poor experiences in his early years made him deeply sympathetic to the lower classes of the empire. After ascending the throne, he tried his best to improve the conditions of the lower classes, even if it went against the interests of the nobles and supporters.
Unfortunately, fate was not kind to this emperor, or perhaps the complex situation within the empire did not allow for such easy changes.
It’s not that there aren’t smart people in the empire who see the changes in Clancy and the Southern Territory, but even if they do, they can only imitate them reluctantly and cannot make radical changes, because the aristocracy is the foundation and skeleton of the empire, and changing it means suicide.
People cannot stand in the air without being separated from the ground beneath their feet, and the same is true within the empire.
The north suffered disasters, the south became independent, the east was dissatisfied, the west was in rebellion, and the imperial family gradually fell in this comprehensive conflict.
If Elio was not the emperor of the empire, he might be able to break out of this vicious circle and cycle. However, if he was not the emperor, he would not have come to Titaneia, and might have lived an ordinary and difficult life in a small town or city.
Gently comforting the frozen witch, Loran Hill touched the boy's forehead with his fingers to sense his condition.
Just as Kornos said, his soul did not disperse, but turned into mist, constantly rolling and refusing to gather again. It seemed that only in this way could he avoid the cruel and desperate world.
After a while, Loran Hill slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was still sleeping.
After pondering for a while, Loran Hill stretched out his hand again, and a bunch of dark purple lotus appeared in his hand. This was the nightmare lotus obtained from Tehua.
For the boy who was still unconscious, she did not choose the lotus that represented sweet dreams, but gave him the lotus that represented nightmares.
For those in desperate situations, offering illusory beauty and hope can sometimes be a form of harm. The more beautiful something is, the more distant it is, the more unattainable it is, and the more sad it is.
So, let’s just experience the pain, real pain, cruel reality.
This will indeed make it more uncomfortable, but once you have experienced a more dangerous environment and world, you will slowly discover that what you have experienced in the past is far from the saddest time, and compared to that eternally dark world, such a cruel reality actually has some real possibility.
The nightmare lotus turned into particles of glimmer, blending into the rolling mist and soaking it, and then it surged more violently, as if constantly struggling and crying, wailing and shedding tears.
Looking at this scene, Loran Hill raised his palm lightly, and the gentle and clear magic power permeated it, clarifying his body, mind and consciousness.
The fog still rolled, the struggle and crying continued, but there was a bit more roaring and unwillingness in it.
Gradually, the fog began to shrink and condense. Although the degree of churning had not diminished, it seemed to be much thicker than before.
Slowly, the fog shrank and condensed as it churned, and finally suddenly gathered together to form a hazy human figure again.
Looking at this scene, Kornos opened her mouth in amazement, then burst into tears of joy and hugged the young man.
"Elio, you're awake. Woohoo, Kornos was wrong. Please forgive me. I can be your maid for the rest of my life."
The young man slowly opened his eyes in Kornos's arms, looking at the gray sky above his head. His eyes were quiet and his lips moved slightly, but he did not speak in the end.
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