After discussing matters with Atesi, Loran Hill also felt a little sleepy. He had been exploring the distant and dark seabed during this period. He was swallowed by a giant whale not long ago. Later, he ran around to collect information and intelligence. Although the process was safe, he also accumulated a lot of fatigue.
After the meeting, she and Tehua returned to their residence to rest.
In the northern continent of polar night, you don’t have to worry about the sun shining into the house and you can sleep as long as you want.
After changing into light-colored pajamas and lying in the soft quilt, the wise girl quickly fell asleep and had a very long dream.
In the dream, she seemed to have turned into a child, playing and having fun with Bumansa, Weimiya and others. Later, they went fishing together. Then a huge whale jumped out of the river and swallowed her.
In the hazy state, it seemed that many familiar faces passed by, and then consciousness became blurred again.
When the girl woke up, it was already afternoon the next day, or rather, the time on her pocket watch showed it was afternoon.
"Are you up?" Tehua had already woken up at this moment. She was sitting at the table not far from the bed, seemingly flipping through a booklet.
"I'm awake." Loran Hill rubbed his eyes, looked out the window in his slippers, and felt like he hadn't slept for several months before sitting back at the table.
"Sleeping in again." The girl said in a low voice, seeming a little dissatisfied with her own laziness.
"You've been very diligent, Loran." Tehua comforted softly.
After the two had lunch at the mansion, Loran Hill said he was going to see a friend first, and then went out alone.
It had been a while since they had parted ways in Scarandi. Loranhill could vaguely sense that Yixue was in the capital of the ice elves.
In the starry night sky, Loran Hill gradually floated up, flying high in the cool night wind until it could overlook the entire Beiyaohan Mountain.
Then she opened her hands, and a gentle breeze began to blow, washing every corner of the city and bringing her a lot of information.
"Where is it, Yi Xue?"
Loran Hill closed his eyes and sensed quietly.
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Deep in the palace, Iseglin sat on a throne that had not been used for a long time.
In the huge hall, besides her, there was only one other figure standing quietly in front of her.
The ice flower princess supported her head with one arm, leaning lazily on the throne, talking to the person in front of her. Her fluffy and snow-white long skirt was dotted with intricate ice-blue flowers, and the skirt pendants were layered, reflecting dazzling spots of light.
"I didn't expect you were still alive, Archibald." Yi Xue turned her head and looked at the tall windowsill not far away.
"Yes, Your Highness, I am still alive." The ghost, as blue as ice liquid, barely formed a human form and answered in an old voice.
"It's a pity that you no longer have a body. If it were my past self, the first thing I would do when I returned to the Ice Palace would be to kill you." Yi Xue seemed to have a slight aversion to this old friend.
"It is my honor, because it means that Your Highness has grown up."
"Hmph." Yi Xue already had an impression of this stubborn and extremely difficult old man.
After the death of the previous Ice Elf King, she should have succeeded to the throne, but because she was young and had no experience in handling government affairs, the affairs and power of the Ice Palace were almost all controlled by the three dukes.
Later, under the influence of public opinion and the situation, the princess had to go to the battlefield herself, which eventually led to her death in that distant foreign country.
"The responsibility for that accident lies entirely with me and a few old friends. When we later learned of His Highness's death, we were filled with remorse and grief."
"Then the war collapsed like a mountain, and we had no choice but to lead the remaining people off the continent and migrate here to avoid disaster and survive."
The old minister explained what happened that year with an extremely sincere voice. If Yi Xue Green was not now a high-ranking existence in the Undead Sequence and knew that his emotions were true and he was not lying, he would have tortured and killed him long ago.
"What's the point of saying this now?" Yi Xue shook her head.
"Fortunately, after thousands of years, the Ice Elves have managed to survive, and they didn't perish under the World Tree like the Silver Elves did."
There was a brief silence in the hall.
Afterwards, Yi Xue spoke again and asked about this ancient ghost, who was the ancestor of the Lucard family, one of the three great ducal families.
"Besides you, where are the other two old guys?"
"Since you're able to survive, they'll probably do the same thing. Although you've been united in the past, you can't say you have absolute trust in each other. I don't believe they'll let you live alone."
"They..." The old, blurry figure twisted slightly and sighed.
"They're gone."
"Fisild melted into snow over 500 years ago, and Ellance vanished like smoke over 100 years ago. Now I'm the only one left. If another few decades pass, I'm afraid Your Highness won't even be able to see me."
"This kind of transformation secret technique is not the right way after all, and it is almost reaching its limit now."
"That's great. This way I don't have to do it myself. Humph." Yi Xue glanced at him lightly.
Even after so many years, after her memory was restored, those old events still made her feel difficult to calm down.
"Although my time is running out, I have no regrets at all as I can see Your Highness return to life." The voice of the ice-blue ghost trembled, and he tried hard to suppress his excitement. If he still had a body now, he would probably be in tears.
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