After leaving the prosperous center of the empire, Loran Hill and Ye Ling headed west, and finally boarded a ship at a port in the south of the empire and took a boat to the port of Kransia.
Half a month later, in the Liuli Province of Clansia, we returned to Fenggang.
In the bustling harbor, where seagulls circled, sailing ships from distant lands landed one after another, interspersed with the occasional smoking ironclad warship, carrying the roar of machinery. They paused once more to restock on food, water, and fuel, or perhaps to conduct trade. This was a recently built port city, and though it was relatively new, it was bustling and vibrant.
Carrying a light rattan box, a girl with black hair and a white dress walked slowly down the escalator. In front of her was another girl in a blue and white dress, but she was a little smaller.
"Be careful of Night Spirit."
Facing the gentle sea breeze, Loran Hill held down the brim of his hat and gave a soft reminder.
"I know~" Ye Ling opened his arms, jumped down the stairs lightly, and landed in front of the stone bricks of the dock.
"Is this Crancia? It seems not much different from the Empire, but it looks more prosperous."
Ye Ling was a little excited to come to the new environment, and his steps became much lighter. He looked at the surrounding scenery and the pedestrians passing by on the street.
"It may not be obvious here, but there will be more changes as we go further west." The girl shook her head slightly, stood at the dock, looked at the surrounding scenery, and showed a somewhat relieved expression.
The streets were clean, and the people looked lively, unlike the southern part of the empire, where many people seemed somewhat numb. She took a deep breath, then continued walking towards the city center with Ye Ling.
In the center of the city's bustling street, a white statue stands, surrounded by circular flower beds.
"this...."
Looking at the statue of the girl with wings spread out, as if to fly in the wind, Loran Hill was a little unsure what to do. Especially since the statue had clear, artistic words carved into its underside.
"His Highness Rolandhill Riding the Wind"
There were also bouquets of flowers placed around the words, which seemed to have been placed there just this morning.
Seeing the two standing there motionless, a priest dressed in white with gold edges walked over.
"Excuse me, are you also here to worship the wise and beautiful Princess Loranhill?" A delicate face was revealed under the white hood, and the slightly bulging part of the hood revealed that this person was not a human, but a member of the Rabbit Ear Clan with light white rabbit ears.
"Your Highness Loran Hill?" Ye Ling blinked, turned his head to look at the statue, and then looked at the girl beside him.
The girl pressed her slender fingers on Ye Ling's shoulder to prevent the little guy from talking nonsense. She smiled and asked softly.
"Hello, we are from the Southern Islands. We don't know much about Clancy. Could you introduce us?"
"Of course, please follow me and sit here for a while." The white-robed priest nodded slightly with joy, and the ears inside his hat shook slightly.
"We belong to the Church of the Song of Fallen Stars, a branch of the Holy Land Church and currently the most widely spread church in Crancia."
"When it comes to the origin of our church, we have to mention the origin of Clancy, the great Star Witch, the Sage who reveals miracles, the original Archangel of Wind, the Princess of Fire of Brilliance, His Highness Loranhill..." She began to tell legendary stories one after another.
From the obscure Tisilan Mountains to the blazing revolution, from the cold and barren northern grasslands to the fertile and rich land today, from the conservative and divided Black Rock Mountains to the land of mountains and lakes where swords are turned into plowshares today, from the desolate desert country to the current kerosene producing area, from the independent cities in the bay to the current commercial alliance, from the misguided country of mages to the current beautiful and civilized academic tower, His Highness has changed a lot.
The many quiet and gentle words conveyed a firm and powerful force as they were recited. As the priest spoke, a group of people gradually gathered around him. Many of these people were local residents who listened to these stories over and over again, yet they never tired of it.
“It’s so good. My blood boils every time I listen to it.”
"Indeed, it's like a warm iron stroking the wrinkles, and they slowly settle down."
"As expected of His Highness Loran Hill, so beautiful and noble."
"really."
Some sounds came from the side from time to time, entering the girl's ears through the hair. She covered her face with one hand, trying not to let her shy expression show.
How could these people remember it so clearly? I was just saying it casually, but now it's like a famous quote. Luo Lanxier lowered his eyelashes in embarrassment, looking down, not daring to look up. It wasn't until a long time later, when the priest finished speaking, that the people around him gradually dispersed.
"Well, do you know something about His Highness Loranhill now?" The priest smiled slightly, and then closed the well-preserved book in front of him.
"However, words are ultimately weak. If you stay in Crancia for a long time and visit the various statues and cities within the territory, you will know that what I have described and described is only a small part. Your Highness's greatness is far more than this."
"This is Huifeng Harbor in Liuli Province. This is one of His Majesty Roland Hill's statues. There are over 360 other statues in other locations, each with a different form and attire. They were meticulously carved by masters from various races. Each statue of His Majesty Roland Hill has a different attire and form, and is well worth seeing."
"For example, in my hometown, in the Fruit City of the Tixilan Mountains, the statue of Your Highness depicts a girl holding a basket. In her basket are wheat, oranges, mushrooms, and so on, and she is flanked by two girls from the Rabbit-Eared Tribe."
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