The door opened, and what came into my eyes was this scene.

The first thing I saw was the most conspicuous thing in the room, a snow-white bed with a quiet and cute atmosphere of a girl. Next to it was the counter, with several books, a small cup, a magic lamp, and a quill placed neatly.

A small bottle of ink, that's all.

Next to the bed, there is a window, a translucent white window screen, and the window door is slightly opened a crack. The cold wind coming in from inside blows up and flutters gently in the air. This kind of movement supports the feeling even more.

The silence of the room.

Opposite the window is a large bookcase. Considering Lena's height, the bookcase is not made too high, but is widened a lot. It is full of neatly arranged books, a large part of which are Sanwu books.

Of course, these books were donated by the princess. I carefully selected them and eliminated half of the weird books with "extremely long titles". The rest were some brought by Akara.

There are also historical records about prophecy and the like.

There are four chairs beside the bed. Compared to a girl's room, the number may be a bit large, because Lena mainly greets guests here, and at the door, there is a charcoal brazier that is not too hot.

The temperature in the campground in late autumn is still relatively cold, and this charcoal fire can provide just enough heat, if the windows are not kept open.

Of course, these are just decorations. The most eye-catching thing is the quiet girl lying half on the bed quietly, like an orchid in the empty valley, stroking the pages of the book in her hand with her slender little hands emitting a faint white light.

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Her presence gave this simple and lovely room an air of tranquility, as if the flow of time around it had slowed down. This slowness was not like that of Exia, the mermaid king, who used powerful

The slowness of time forcefully created by power is an illusion of the soul. Everything is natural and there is no sense of stiffness.

When you come to this room, all the rhythms and steps of a person will be infected by this tranquility, and your mood becomes peaceful, so you feel that the passage of time seems to have slowed down. It is this feeling that is so poetic for the scenery in front of you.

It was such a painting-like scene that I couldn't bear to tear it apart with my own hands, so I relaxed my hands and feet, as if just making a soft sound would shatter the crystal girl who walked out of the painting.

Perhaps what Akara likes about Lena is not just the powerful spiritual power hidden in her body, but perhaps what she values ​​more is Lena's powerful appeal to the atmosphere and people's hearts.

I secretly thought that at this time, Lena, who was quietly stroking the pages of the book, seemed to feel the fluctuations in the air. She gently raised her head and glanced outside the door with her gray pupils with faint outlines.

"who is it?"

She just spoke so softly, which made people have the urge to respond immediately for fear that she would be impatient.

However, the words had just finished, and before she could speak, she wrinkled her small nose, sniffed, and a smile spread on her calm face.

"Is it...Brother Fan?"

Although she seemed to be questioning, it could be heard that her tone was very sure and she didn't give me a chance to lie at all.

"It's the big bad wolf, coming to eat your little lamb.:"

I just wanted to laugh, but I had to put on a straight face and reprimanded softly: "Look at you, you opened the window even though you knew it was very windy outside."

As he said this, he moved closer and closed the window tightly to prevent any wind from entering.

"The weather is very good today, I want to catch some wind, so..."

Lena's face was apologetic, weak and cute, and she couldn't bear to be angry at all.

"By the way, Brother Fan, sit down."

She put down the book in her hand, took my hand, and asked me to sit on the chair next to the bed. Then she straightened her body slightly. After just these few slight movements, she coughed a few times. It was so peaceful that it was almost imperceptible.

The breath was slightly messy.

Lena's complexion didn't seem to be very good today. I secretly decided in my heart that I must find the herb as soon as possible. I obeyed her and sat down slowly, not wanting her to make any more unnecessary movements.

After sitting me down like this, Lena, with her sickly pale face and beautiful face without any flaws, came up to me, and gently stroked my face with a pair of small hands that were as white as snow and as cold as snow.
Chapter completed!