"... Do you remember the past? In Roble's winter, the year I took you there to live..."

The crowd gradually dissipated, and there were only low sobs in the dim room, as if someone was crying and making whimper like a wounded beast. In addition, there were some small conversations, the memory was hazy and vague, and I always felt that someone was arguing about something.

Two dim gazes were like candle flames in the wind. The familiar and unfamiliar faces in my memory were climbing on the traces left by time. The old man looked at the girl in front of him with his remaining consciousness, feeling drowsy.

Among all the strangers, only that gaze made her feel most at ease, as if it was connected to the past yesterday.

The old man looked at her as if he was staring at his most precious wealth, and raised his hand slightly.

She quickly lowered her head so that her father could touch her cheeks, responding from that palm to the thick touch. Unlike the past feeling, her skin was dry and cracked, but only the residual warmth remained.

That year, it was snowing rarely in Roble.

Lying on the wide snow-white bed, I could only stare at the sky outside the window, but it was not boring - because the flames in the furnace were jumping, the snowflakes were pure white, Roble was the place that the young Laila loved, the elf-like mountains and fields.

And after autumn, she can see her father.

The tall and handsome middle-aged man was his father, and she knew that from the beginning. But he always looked at her with a melancholy look, standing there like a stone statue. If she didn't make a sound, he seemed to be able to keep looking like that.

But sometimes she would ask for a hug, and her father would often hug her gently. Only then would he show a smile, which was the warmest moment in her memory.

At that time, he was not as old as he did later, with black hair and only a few strands of silver needles.

During the dull days that followed, only the short and fat maid standing beside the bed was crying all day long, but she needed her to comfort her - that poor man, she would smile with a heart when she remembered that.

But in comparison, she prefers her mother because she remembers her quiet and peaceful mother, and she will come to see her twice every afternoon.

And tell her that story-

"Leila, you are my daughter," she had a pair of golden eyes, and her long dark hair rare among the mountain people, like a beauty walking out of the painting. Her mother always seemed very quiet. The people secretly said that she was a eldest lady from the empire, but her mother was actually a mountain person and a daughter from the forest.

She often pointed to her heart and said to her, "You are everything that belongs to me, and one day I will take you away, Laila."

"Where is the father?"

"He will agree."

The memories after that came to an abrupt end here.

I only remember the golden sunset in Viatrice Bay and the sea of ​​fire.

Mother called her name in the sea of ​​fire, and she smiled and looked at herself.

The servants ran in panic in the manor, scorching flames, and themselves lying in pools of blood, with the exquisite dagger inserted into their young chests.

The flame reflected the golden butterfly wings on the hilt.

"But am I... dead..."

"But they said... I had a strange disease... What kind of strange disease... What happened to me? Why can't I remember at all, Father...?"

Leila pressed her hands on her chest.

But there were no wounds there.

The old man's hand gently stroked her cheeks, and the last brilliance flashed in his eyes. The dazzling brilliance seemed to hide the most energetic side of a former great magician. His daughter was not gone because he changed everything.

He asked her back from God's hand.

Thanks to Ms. Milera.

She is still kind.

"No, you will be fine, Laila," said the old voice intermittently, "Life well, I will watch you grow up. Even if I am no longer there that day, my thoughts will still turn into every ray of wind on this earth..."

"When one day you think of all this, the wind accompanied my footsteps and walked every inch of land on this sea of ​​clouds, in the melting snow of Roble, in the golden sunset of Viatrice Bay, the sea of ​​flowers you have seen, it is always with you..."

"You will grow up and have everything you have lost, and I will also watch the beautiful vision until the end of everything."

May knowledge and light, life and destiny beloved by you.

my daughter……

When Leila raised her head, tears had already blurred her vision. She was still alone, she would cry, feel heartbroken, be happy, and be angry. She made wishes for her future self in that dark loft more than once.

Just like blowing out the candle flame, the little bit of humble, cautious tomorrow that the girl expected, the beautiful expectations for fate, everything she loved, and the fate that she found was all transformed into pieces in her memory.

No suffering has ever knocked her down—

The girl walked timidly and strongly on that road, on the road that belonged to her. She was not anyone else, but just herself. She would find everything that belonged to her and become the real her.

Lyra Lynn.

The mother took her life.

But her father gave her a second life.

On that bed, the great magician was old, and he exhausted all his energy. He lost everything, but he still got her. In the last moment of his life, he gave all his best wishes to everything he once cherished.

His daughter.

Leila's tears were raining, and the fog had already blurred the lenses. At the moment the hot flames in her chest woke up, she remembered everything.

"Adena, my daughter is not a tool."

"I understand, but we only have this method-"

Those were two distant voices.

But the overlapping shadows are gone.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Only the nightmare hidden in the heart is awakening, it turns into the image of a woman, the quiet and peaceful woman is emerging from behind the middle-aged man, like an illusion turned into substance, and finally staying there.

She looked at Leila and smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man turned around and bowed to him with a tribute.

"Mr. Ksenia."

The woman looked at the girl with a calm gaze. Her long dark hair was like silk, and her golden pupils contained a smile like a snake. "Do you remember the story I told you? You are everything that belongs to me. One day I will take you away."

"Now, it's time," the woman stood in the middle of the square, surrounded by many eyes, but she only looked at Laila from beginning to end, "Come here and leave with me."

Leila seemed to have seen the most fearful scene. She retreated pale and said, "No...No...I'm not..." The mother in my memory had long passed away, leaving only the woman who was as mysterious as the elves in the forest. She held a dagger flashing with a cold light in the sea of ​​fire thirty years ago.

He stared at her coldly.

The coldness in the eyes made the girl shudder, for such a moment.

Luo Yu looked at this scene silently, at the middle-aged man, and at the strange woman.

"Who are you?" The sorcerers of the Star and Moon Tower finally noticed the abnormality and asked loudly, how did this woman enter the field? The strange spell before made them feel a little uneasy. The teleportation spell was not anything they knew.

But the woman turned a deaf ear and only stretched out a finger to Lei.

"you--!"

The sorcerer of the Tower of Star and Moon was shocked and angry - no matter whether the middle-aged man said it was true or false, it was not the turn of outsiders to control him. Even if the little girl really killed someone, an intern magician would have to be handed over to the Council of Star and Moon to judge first.

They took action immediately.

But someone reacted faster than them. After a protective spell, Luo Yu sent a shield in front of Laila.

Then the magicians who used the spells to solve the spells came one by one, but the red light shot out from the woman's fingertips passed through each person's spell incredibly, and even penetrated Luo Yu's shield like nothing - and then accurately hit Leila.

"Not an attack effect!"

The warlocks reacted.

Luo Yu also turned around to check Laila's condition.

But that spell was indeed not an attack spell, it just made Laila dazed. The woman raised her hand, and Laila staggered forward like a marionette and fell to the ground. Something in her pocket around her waist flew out and landed on the ground.

As soon as the woman summoned her, the thing flew straight into his hands.

"Spell," someone recognized it, "The magician of the Seven Magic Family?"

The woman lifted the thing up and gently flew up under her guidance, and actually flew up and hanged on her side.

It was an exquisite star orbital, and its three orbits were rotated evenly under the action of the ether, maintaining a constant speed to rotate around the woman's fingertips.

The woman was staring at all this with an admiring look, "Ash Lynn's masterpiece, the idiot Eldervin didn't know Mount Tai. He could not recognize this thing before him, but instead cared about the worthless waste paper-"

Luo Yu listened to the name and recognized that he was the former director of the General Administration of Patrol Cavalry.

The sorcerers of the Star and Moon Tower still wanted to make moves, but the middle-aged man had already stopped them. A thick magic book appeared beside him. The sorcerers couldn't help but look at this scene: "Sorcerers, are you the great magician of the Hawk family generation and the master of the magic book of death?"

The middle-aged man did not explain his origin, but stood quietly on the side of the woman, like a servant.

The magicians in the parliament were shocked and suspicious when they saw this scene, but they did not take a step forward. It is not necessary to say what the great magician is, let alone the other party is the master of the Book of Death. Originally, the family of the seven magicians was above the parliament, so they didn't want to be so ugly.

Although everyone was a little confused, wasn't it said that the emperor was very dissatisfied with the Seven Magicians' family, and there were rumors that Apenander's attack was actually led by the Imperial Army, and behind it was the supreme magic emperor.

It is rumored that the Seven Magicians' family is in turmoil now, but the great magicians of the Hawke family appear here. Wouldn't those rumors be self-defeating?

At this moment, the square was silent. Behind the Seven Magicians' family is the Seven Sages' Council, and the Seven Sages' Council's influence on the Aoshu Star and the Moon Tower has already penetrated into all aspects.

As sorcerers of the parliament, they naturally understood who their immediate superior was.

People felt as if they had been cursed for a moment and became quiet.

But all this happened only between the great magician and the warlocks of the Star and the Moon Tower. The woman never looked at others from beginning to end. Her eyes were always on Laila, as if it was a rare treasure.

Since she was hit by the previous spell, the girl has remained motionless like a puppet.

Leila's eyes were empty, and she was looking forward blankly, but the tears still remained dry.

The woman gently lifted the star orbit and said, "The prophecy of the Eisenglin family is really fulfilled. Who would have thought that Adina Linstern would divide his creation into two after glimpsing the green star. If the man hadn't been obsessed with his daughter, we would probably have been unable to see it today."

"It's just that no one expected that the old guy Ash Lynn would put the keys in his life's masterpiece," she turned the gadget. "Everyone looked down on his Holphin school, but he just made this little joke with us."

"It's so humorous, but unfortunately it doesn't make much sense."
To be continued...