Chapter 1194 Wall

The carriage moved smoothly, but Mary, who was sitting in the carriage, frowned slightly.

She was thinking about what Qin Ran said just now.

"Prudence is facing the unknown."

"Fortitude is to face difficulties."

"Perseverance is in the face of failure."

"Ignoring despair is..."

Mary was a little confused and looked at Kieran with questioning eyes again.

“To ignore despair is to face everything.”

"Including life and death."

"Even if you die, you can't despair, because once you despair, you will really die."

Qin Ran said slowly.

"2567, have you ever experienced despair?"

Mary was startled.

It wasn't until this time that Mary suddenly realized that the man in front of her rarely mentioned her past.

She knew nothing about his past.

"Um."

"experienced."

"It's more than you think, and it's longer."

After saying this, Qin Ran turned his head and looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the window.

Mary, who stared at Kieran's face, did not ask any more questions.

The underage princess knows very well what kind of character the man in front of her has. If he is willing to tell, he will tell you the truth. If he is unwilling to tell, no matter how you ask, he will not tell.

But Mary kept guessing in her heart.

What happened?

Mary's brows wrinkled again.

She thought too much.

So much so that the gaze she looked at Qin Ran became softer and softer.

And Qin Ran?

Snapped!

With a flick of his hand, his index finger was lightly placed between Mary's frowning brows.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Kieran said with a smile.

Mary covered her forehead and carefully examined Kieran's smile. Only when she realized that this smile was not disguised at all, but came from the bottom of her heart, did Mary let out a sigh of relief.

However, immediately, Mary took a breath.

Because, a stack of seven parchments suddenly appeared in front of her.

"This is?"

Mary was stunned again.

"One of my trophies."

"The most important thing to become a strong person is the heart, but it is impossible without assistance. It should be able to help you. Of course, I also need you to translate it into common language."

Kieran replied.

"Is it the 'King of the Prairie'?"

Mary responded quickly.

Qin Ran nodded.

"I see."

Mary sat up straight and spoke with an unprecedented seriousness.

No one understands the importance of the parchment in hand better than the underage princess.

inherited!

The Warren royal family also has a legacy.

Even Fort Sewout has a legacy.

These inheritances are enough to make people jealous, but they are nothing compared to the inheritance of the 'King of the Grassland'.

"If we talk about the heart, it is the root of strength."

"So……"

"It is the foundation of strength!"

Suddenly, such an enlightened underage princess quickly immersed herself in the parchment records.

Kieran looked at the serious Mary and couldn't help but smile.

Hard work and diligence will always bring rewards.

As for the disposal of [unknown parchment], this was the decision Kieran made in the last dungeon world.

In this dungeon world before me, besides Mary, is there anyone more suitable?

No.

Only those who have truly experienced life, death and battle together will be recognized by Kieran.

As for the others?

Just enemies and strangers.

…

With Snake Yi driving, the carriage is naturally running smoothly, and it is not difficult to reach a certain speed.

It was only because of Earl Adaler's insistence that it was impossible for the carriage to pass the opponent on foot.

Therefore, when we saw the city walls of Luerderi again, the sun was already setting to the west.

The moment he saw the city wall of Roldri, Count Adale's eyes quickly turned red, and tears flashed in his eyes as he rushed on his way in high spirits.

He stared blankly at the city wall in his memory.

"No change."

"Nothing has changed."

"It's really great."

Having said these words, Adal stopped and knocked on the window of the carriage nearby.

"Can I go up?"

the old man asked.

"certainly!"

Mary put away the parchment, and after Kieran sat side by side with her, she opened the door of the carriage and invited the old man to sit in the carriage.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for being considerate of such a bad old man."

The old man thanked him.

"What I've done is nothing compared to everything you've done for the royal family of Warren."

Mary answered.

The sincere tone made the old man smile even more. Then, the old man looked out the car window, where was...

The palace of the royal family of Warren.

It is where James VIII resides.

Mary, who immediately guessed something, knocked on the carriage.

Immediately, the slow-moving carriage became fast and electric.

Only ten minutes later, the carriage returned to the palace of the Warren royal family.

Earl Shilling, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly walked to the carriage. However, when he saw that the people stepping out of the carriage were not Mary and Qin Ran, but an old man, the young Earl was stunned.

But then the young earl thought of something, immediately stood up straight, saluted the old man respectfully, and said: "Good day, earl Aidal."

"Good day, Count Shirin."

The dazzling Flying Dragon Chapter was enough for the old man to identify the young earl.

Coupled with the fact that she has a similar face to Mary, there is no mistaking her.

‘Son of the Dragon’!

Guardians of the North of the House of Warren.

The continuation of the additional bloodline of the Warren royal family.

"Can you take me to see His Majesty?"

the old man asked.

"certainly."

"Your Majesty has been looking forward to your return for countless years."

The young earl said this and led the old man towards the palace.

Every time he passed a familiar place, a touch of excitement would appear in the old man's expression.

When he arrived outside James VIII's bedroom, the old man took several deep breaths before slowly opening the bedroom door.

The doors and windows were closed, and the setting sun filtered in through the windows.

In the orange red, the bleakness spreads irresistibly.

That beauty is about to disappear.

Like James VIII in bed.

James VIII was in a coma, his face was pale, his cheeks were thin, and his hair was dry and weak. He lay there with only one breath left.

And this breath seemed to be dissipated at any time.

The old man staggered to the bedside, gently placed his hand on James VIII's hand, and shed tears.

The old man, who had been holding back tears at any moment, could no longer hold back after meeting James VIII.

"James, I'm back."

The old man called softly.

In the sound of calling, James VIII slowly woke up.

The young earl and the underage princess slowly exited, preparing to leave the room to two friends whom they had not seen for a long time.

However, Qin Ran did not move.

He twitched his nose.

He looked at the wall on one side of the room and frowned for a moment.