Rosalind bought a horse and, ignoring the soldiers' advice, drove it back herself.

Mondstadt and Mount Meru are very, very far apart.

The girl rode very fast, leaving all the scenery behind her, traveling day and night.

But the closer she got, the slower she moved, until finally she almost stopped.

The landscape was devastated, because the scenery along the way was ravaged.

Mondstadt's plains are riddled with terrifying ravines, and all the vegetation has withered, revealing a desolate landscape. The cities of the Windrise have been mostly destroyed, and the houses in the villages have become ruins. Further along the Windrise lies the Whispering Forest.

The Whispering Forest was once vast and deep, where she and Rustan often flew kites. But now, a great fire has broken out, flames licking the leaden sky, trees falling one after another, and centuries-old giants wailing as they slowly fall.

The horse was exhausted; it foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground. Rosalyn dismounted and walked barefoot through the scorched earth.

She suddenly felt her heart burning along with the fire.

Scorched earth, ruins, and monsters.

The monsters from the abyss devoured everything, yet they still roam this land, their blood-red eyes greedily watching every living being.

Rosalyn walked alone for a long time.

Rustan did not reply to her.

Rustan told her in the letter not to worry about him.

Rustam said in the letter that he was fine.

What about the Knights? The Knights have so many knights, they will definitely help him, so Rustan will be alright.

But she finally saw him.

In that desolate valley, deep within the ruins, the scorched sky burned everything to ashes.

He knelt on the ruins, his white robe stained with blood. The murky, poisonous blood of the demonic dragon had eroded his body, and his once bright, sun-like eyes had turned a withered yellow.

He was all alone, not a single knight.

To die alone.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, its setting sun a deep, blood-red hue, twilight and sunlight mingled together, touching the crimson earth and blurring the lines between heaven and earth, leaving one unable to distinguish where the sky ended and the earth began, feeling as if blood was everywhere.

Rustan's blood, the dragon's blood, and...

Blood and tears in the girl's eyes.

A blank feeling, a long, long blank.

Rosalind tried to wipe the blood off Rustan's body, but as soon as she touched it...

The latter's body slowly dissipated, like sand melting in the rain, gradually disappearing into the cold night sky. The golden eyes vanished, the eyes that had been intently watching him vanished, and the mouth that had often uttered words that made people feel ashamed and annoyed vanished. He was as light as a gust of wind, a wind that one could never catch.

Trembling, trembling.

My emotions are still a blank.

The girl sat down and hugged her knees.

My emotions remain blank.

As night slowly fell and the setting sun disappeared into the darkness, she stared blankly at everything, her expression calm, until the moon rose high in the sky, at which point she put on her hood.

Time is so long.

She suddenly remembered those letters.

She carried these letters with her at all times, in her backpack, and would take them out to read whenever she couldn't sleep.

Let's read it tonight too.

Rustan was a foolish fellow who didn't know how to say sweet words. All his letters began with "Dear Ms. Rosalyn" and were quite uninteresting in content.

It's both boring and uninteresting.

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

[It's been the first month since we parted. The weather in Mondstadt is great today. It rained heavily at Cider Lake. Summer has truly arrived.]

How's the weather where you are? I dealt with a case of someone trying to evade payment today; I caught two thieves. Pretty impressive, right?

..."Fool."

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

Did you receive the dandelions I sent you in the second month since we parted? Study hard over there!

She read letter after letter, and when she reached certain passages, she smiled gently, a smile that seemed to hold tears in her eyes.

..

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

..

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

...

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

Time passed slowly, the moonlight grew thicker, the sky darkened, and the letter was almost finished being read.

...

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

[The thirteenth month since we parted]

How's the weather in Sumeru? It rained heavily in Mondstadt last night, but the sky is clear today, and the dandelion fields are beautiful. I've enclosed two for you.

[The humidity in the Sumeru Rainforest is very high, so please be careful... You are not very healthy, so please wear more clothes.]

You must study hard over there and listen to the wise men. Don't worry about me here. I'm doing well. I just want to hear you sing one more song.

Do you still have the water clock I gave you? One week of its operation is equivalent to the time you spent studying at the Faculty of Arts. Once the water clock has run out of time, I'll be able to see you again.

Dear Ms. Rosalyn, I wish you all the best.

..

This was the penultimate letter. Rosalind took out the last one and read it word by word. This was the last letter Rustan had ever written to her.

...

【Dear Ms. Rosalyn, hello】

[The fourteenth month since we parted]

Mondstadt has gotten quite busy lately, and I also have some things to take care of, so I probably won't be writing to you anymore.

"You promised..."

Rosalyn trembled slightly, clenching her teeth and lowering her head helplessly. She felt as if her heart was being squeezed, and every breath was so difficult. She couldn't speak; she felt herself burning, burning.

It's burning.

It's burning.

She hated it deeply, she hated it deeply, she hated the Knights, she hated Mondstadt, but Rosalind hated it most of all...

It was herself.

That weak and powerless self, that arrogant and willful self.

"You promised."

I'm doing well, but I'm very busy. You need to focus on your studies and work hard. I won't write to you anymore and disrupt your studies.

"What happened to your promise, the promise of a knight?"

“You promised,” she said, her voice trembling.

From now on, you must be sensible and strong. You can't be willful anymore. Do you remember the dream you told me? You want to become a great scholar.

Dear Rosalyn

You should stay in Sumeru and not come back for now.

[My dearest Rosalyn, I long to hear you sing one more song.]

I really want to hear you sing one more song.

The letter has been read.

It was almost dawn.

The girl's tears had all dried up.

The abyssal monsters that roamed the ruins emerged again, baring their fangs to devour everything in the world, but the ceaseless flames consumed them—the witch's flames, endless flames that engulfed the plains and the valley floor.

That fire burned everything to death—it burned the monster, it burned the girl.

This is the memory of the story, and this is the end of this memory.

-

[Level: 70]

Kiyono Kazein awoke from the depths of his memory, his soul in disarray and chaos, the suffocating illusion deeply imprinted on the death of his spirit.

he died.

He recalled the death, he recalled everything.

The dragon pierced his body, and he bled to death, dying alone at the bottom of the valley.

Death, the wear and tear of death.

He heard countless whispers, and immense wear and tear relentlessly eroded his body.

Kiyono heard something growing deep within his bones, something about to burst forth from his body.

He knew that the next body was being conceived; it was a sign.

Qingye Fengyin's 'molting' has arrived.

Qingye Fengyin's life has begun to drift apart and come to an end.

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