In the palace of Soland.
Loran Hill looked up at the tall, white building. The building looked like an undulating crown, slightly higher in the middle and gradually descending on both sides.
This was originally the King's Hall of West Wind, and was later changed into the Supreme Council Hall of Clansia. Although the main structure of the interior has not changed much, some of the external shapes have been modified.
The five giant oval crystals that were originally inlaid like a crown were removed and replaced with carvings of the same color as the wall. The main gate in the middle is about ten meters high, with wheat ears carvings surrounding it on both sides. At the top of the center is a shining star relief. A winged girl is floating with her eyes closed, her hands naturally spread out, one of her hands holding a bottle of flowing spring water, and the other holding a flipping book.
Below her, that is, above the door, are rolling mountains, rivers, forests, and lakes. The springs in the sky turn into droplets and sprinkle on the world, and pages fall from the books from time to time, turning into faint shadows and blending into the tiny figures standing in the world below.
The spring water symbolizes life and the book symbolizes wisdom, which is used to remind future generations of the importance of these two things.
As expected, looking at the lifelike carving, Loran Hill could easily guess that it was her own image. She didn't want to ask anymore, so she pretended not to notice. She lowered her head in despair, her ears slightly burning as she walked into the grand and spacious building. Ye Ling, sensing something was amiss, decided not to go in, and waved goodbye to the girl with a smile.
They walked past the huge map wall in the lobby and entered the brightly lit corridor. A group of tall guards stood on both sides, saluted silently, and watched the two people walk across the long red carpet.
Two guards in platinum armor stood silently on either side of the hall's door. Seeing Palinsa and her men approach, they bowed in greeting and then pushed open the tightly closed mahogany door. Inside, it was unusually quiet. Government officials in white robes sat quietly at their seats, waiting.
Looking at the scene inside the door in front of him, Loran Hill's pace became slower and slower.
Something felt wrong. What wrong step had led to this situation? Loran Hill's fingers relaxed and tightened with a slight unease.
I just want to go home and take a look, why does it act like the king has returned and is about to ascend the throne? She was conflicted for a long time, but seeing the expectant expressions of everyone inside, she couldn't just run away.
Well, I'm on this pirate ship, so let it be.
Patting his cheeks with his fingers, Loran Hill restored his hair color to its former silver, and his pupils turned into the clear light blue in the mural painting. He slowly stepped into the huge inner hall where people were waiting in silence.
In the dimly lit room, thousands of senior officials of Clancy sat together, looking at the only dimly lit aisle in the front row. Suddenly, a silver-haired girl stepped into the room and slowly walked towards the podium in the center that was like a morning star.
It was like a dreamy silver star gradually entering the dark night. The stunning face, the unchanging figure, and the slightly floating hair were all stared at sharply in everyone's field of vision, like a comet hitting the earth, causing huge waves in everyone's heart.
Yes, that's right, she is the most dreamy existence in the world, a silver star that has fallen into the mortal world, an angel surrounded by thousands of winds, a witch who weaves starlight, the great sage of Clansia, the supreme Highness Loranhill!
What happens when the most ardent fans see the person they have followed their whole life? The roar that shakes the hall seems to shake the whole world and spreads to all directions.
Looking at the adults in front of her cheering like children, Loran Hill was a little at a loss. She stayed there for a few seconds, and only came to her senses from the deafening sound when the cheers gradually subsided.
Well, what should I say? Looking at those pairs of expectant eyes, Loran Hill felt a lot of pressure. What if she didn't say it well and disappointed everyone? Would her fantasy be shattered? She couldn't help but think wildly.
After a short pause, when the venue became quiet again, Loran Hill slowly spoke.
"Thank you for the welcome."
The ethereal and clear voice was carried throughout the entire venue by the amplified alchemical creation. Under the pale golden halo of the rostrum, the girl bowed lightly, then raised her head. Her silver hair sparkled in the halo, revealing a pair of transparent and dreamy eyes.
Under the gaze of these eyes, everything in the world seemed to peel away, and my body and mind entered a world of peace and tranquility. The words in my ears were like the sound of nature, like a pleasant breeze flowing through my heart, taking away my worries and sorrows, and everything became clear and bright.
"After leaving for many years, I came back here again and saw many delightful scenes..." Loran Hill whispered about his experiences during the journey.
"...Now, the fact that Clancy has reached this point today is not due to my efforts. I think it is more due to the efforts of everyone together."
“For that, I want to commend and praise everyone.”
"The years of sweat and hard work have not been wasted. You have reaped the fruits of your labor, proving the correctness of the path you have taken. Many wonderful things have come as promised."
The girl spoke in simple and plain words, without any inspiring slogans or flashy exaggerations. As she spoke, people's hearts unconsciously calmed down.
Finally, with the girl's quiet words of thanks, this short speech slowly came to an end, and the audience in the venue stood up and burst into warm applause.
Facing those pairs of bright eyes, Loran Hill nodded from time to time, then slowly walked off the stage and breathed a sigh of relief.
But before she could completely relax, Pullman slowly walked onto the stage and stood under the gaze of the crowd.
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