There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

The young self and Narcissa she just saw were undoubtedly real, and the feeling of weakness in her body could not be faked, but this unreality, similar to traveling through time, made her always have a hint of doubt.

"Forget it... There are so many, it's impossible for every door to be like this, right?"

Shaking her head, Talina dispelled the part of her body that belonged to "herself", and the power of the Hippogriff returned to her body, giving her a sense of security.

Looking at the doors around her, Talina quickly chose her second target.

She pushed it open with ease, and the cold wind blowing in her face startled Talina, as if she remembered something.

With a slight smile, Talina pushed the door open and walked in.

About ten minutes later, Talina ran out in a hurry. Behind her, an angry roar swept over, and the flames that exploded like thunder burned the hem of her clothes into curls.

After closing the door in time, Talina leaned aside, patting her chest with her hands, still in shock from what had just happened.

Like the previous "Narcissa", the story behind this door is also related to her and her experience in Ursus.

She was lucky. She arrived at the time when she had just given birth to a child and got "her own" blood without much effort. Just as she was about to leave, she accidentally ran into "Talulah" who came to visit her.

The two people's identical faces made Tallulah mistake her for Kosice, and there was no conversation at all, and they started fighting directly.

If Tallulah hadn't been concerned about her wife and children on the bed and hadn't run so fast, more than just the hem of her clothes would have been burned.

Just like before, she put the blood into her mouth and tasted it carefully. Then Talina nodded in understanding and walked towards the next door.

.........

On the other side, Viviana, who had settled Kela, also rushed to the foot of the tower and caught up without much effort.

Compared with the "smooth sailing" Talina, her experience was much more bumpy.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the door, looking at the familiar scene, and was unable to move.

In front of her was an empty room. There was nothing in the room except a bed and a table. Even the lighting depended on outdated candles.

There was only a carpet by the window.

The person who made her stunned was sitting at the table, holding the storybook that she had read countless times and reading it with relish.

"This is..."

My childhood self?

She tried to reach out and touch her younger self, but her movement seemed to disturb "her", making "her" notice everything outside the door.

Contrary to Viviana's expectations, "she" was much more lively than she had imagined. The first thing she did when she saw the stranger was not alert or afraid, but she waved at her with a smile on her face.

"Come in quickly! Don't stand outside."

"I can show you my room."

My childhood self...was I so outgoing?

Taking some uncertain steps, Viviana stepped into this room that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

The room was large; after all, it was an elector's tower, and grandeur was paramount.

There were many dolls placed on a large bed about two meters wide. They were neatly placed together and kept spotless.

"how is it going!"

Little Viviana, wearing a light blue nightgown, put her hands on her hips, looking quite ostentatious.

"Great, did you arrange all this yourself?"

With her extensive experience in coaxing children, she quickly became friends with her younger self.

"Hehe~ I'm not alone anymore, I have Leonie's help."

Feeling embarrassed to take all the credit for herself, little Viviana scratched her cheek and called out the people who helped her.

Leonie?

Hearing the strange name coming from little Viviana's mouth, Viviana realized something was wrong.

When I was little, I didn't know Leonie, but now...

She wanted to dig deeper, but looking at little Viviana's smiling face, she couldn't open her mouth, and the question on her lips turned into praise.

"It's big and bright, Vivian... your room is beautiful."

"Thank you!"

Without caring about why the older sister in front of her knew her name, Vivian ran to Viviana, took Viviana's hand, and pulled her to the window.

Standing on tiptoe and leaning on the windowsill, little Vivian looked at the scenery outside greedily.

"This is the best-lit room in the entire tower. Although Shi Tongling's sun is always lazy and unwilling to come out, even on cloudy days, it won't feel too dark inside."

There was a hint of resentment in little Vivian's words, as if she was somewhat dissatisfied with the sun's laziness.

But Viviana, who knew the truth, just smiled and agreed with the other party without telling her the truth.

The sky above Shi Tongling is always covered in source stone dust. It is a blessing to be able to see the sky, let alone the sun.

Storms and lightning are common.

“And this terrace!”

As if they were a little tired of standing on tiptoe, little Vivian pulled Vivianna to a terrace, pushed open the glass door and walked out.

"It takes up an entire wall of the room. What a view! Look off into the distance. Do you see it?"

Pointing her finger at the distance, little Vivian said excitedly.

"See what?"

The scenery in front of Viviana was blurry, with nothing but a few shades of green.

“That green roof!”

Seeing that her "friend" didn't find the place she pointed to, little Vivian explained considerately.

"My mother took me to the Grugaci Botanical Garden several times. There are many plants planted there that are not found in Shi Tongling or even Leitania. But I like its roof more than the plants inside."

"Several Bolivar Uncariae plants had climbed onto the roof. They were probably too tall to clean, so the staff just let them grow. Over time, they completely covered the roof!"

"In spring, the Uncaria rhynchophylla blooms with pink clusters, and the entire roof looks pale pink, like a cloud. Now it's summer, and you see, it's a deep green..."

"The leaves of the Uncaria rhynchophylla never fall off. In autumn, the roof turns golden, and in winter, only pure white remains."

Little Viviana's description was simple, yet clear. Just by listening to her description, Viviana could imagine how beautiful the botanical garden was that changed with the seasons.

"Yeah, I can imagine it. It's beautiful."

"In the past, no matter how busy my father was with government affairs, he would always make time to come here every day. While my mother described the scenery, he would whisper to me stories about his time with her."

Suddenly, the subject changed, little Vivian pouted, and even the two little nightcaps hanging on the corners drooped down.

Listening to the topic that little Vivian suddenly brought up, Vivianna suddenly became interested.

She squatted down and reached out to help little Vivian adjust the small hat on her head: "Vivian..."

"what happened?"

"Can you tell me the story of Mom and Dad? That day in Marigold Alley, Dad..."

"Have you waited for mom?"

Little Vivian nodded and looked up at the older sister in front of her.

Although she didn't know why the older sister was curious about her parents' story, she nodded out of a desire to show off.

Little Vivian tapped her lips with her finger and looked up, recalling her father's past. "Dad said he had made up his mind to say goodbye to Mom that day, but the moment he saw her, he couldn't bring himself to turn around and leave."

"Little Vivian, if lovers' hands naturally connect, why let the mountains and rivers separate them?! Tsk, how corny. Anyway, Daddy brought Mommy back to Shi Tongling."

Arriving at the edge of the terrace, little Vivian squatted down, stretched her arm over the decorations, and pointed to the open space below: "Dad is standing... Look! That spot under the tower. He told the elders and the ministers that if they didn't acknowledge Mom's identity, he would never enter the Hochberg family tower!"

"Nor will he succeed the Emperor."

"Have those nobles compromised?"

"Well, because Dad really stood there for three days. Many people came to persuade him, and some came to scold him, but none of them succeeded. In the end..."

"I just have to give up!"

Volume 8: Chapter 72: The Same Future

"...Werner von Hochberg protected his loved ones like a hero in literature."

"They got married and everyone blessed them."

"Viviana Hochberg, your birth is blessed by everyone."

Placing her hand on Vivian's head, Vivian stroked it gently.

"so good..."

The story Vivian told had appeared in her dreams countless times. On that night when she walked down the tower, everything she saw became her extravagant hope.

Why can my mother and I only hide in the high tower, why other children can hold their father's hands and sing loudly.

This isn't fair...

If my father could have waited a little longer, ten more minutes, then...

Will I have a happy family like Vivian now?

A bit of hatred emerged in her heart. She hated her father's ruthlessness and hated him for being so cruel.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Viviana's thoughts.

She looked towards the door warily, her right hand on the sword at her waist.

Who is it?

The remnants of the Witch King? Or some other enemy?

Little Vivian, who was standing beside her, poked her head out: "Is that Leonie? The door is not closed?"

Leonie?

Hearing this familiar name, Viviana suddenly remembered that little Vivian had mentioned this name when she was showing off her bed to her.

Maid?

Staring intently at the door, Viviana had already thought of her excuse for later.

The door was opened and a Caprini girl came up. Her pretty face was filled with uncontrollable sadness and there was no trace of a smile.

The maid came in and Viviana wanted to avoid her, but she walked straight towards the girl next to her as if she didn't see her.

The maid stood in front of little Vivian, her face full of confusion.

The considerate little Vivian had already seen what she was here for, and the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

"Leonie, are you here to take this carpet?"

Looking at the carpet by the window, little Vivian said with some reluctance.

This carpet is very large and soft. Walking on it barefoot feels like being in the clouds.

"Ah... Miss Viviana, please move aside."

With a soft sigh, the maid lowered her head and spoke in a pleading tone.

Little Vivian put her hands behind her back and reluctantly moved away.

"This is a top-grade work of art by Minoan artisans. It's so comfortable to walk on barefoot. The white walls and lake above are so lifelike, it's like there's a real wind blowing around your feet..."

"My mother loved this carpet very much. She worked for a long time to buy it and even wrote many poems for others."

"When my mother left Trilin Termae, she didn't have much luggage, but she took this rug with her."

"...so it can still fetch some money."

Looking at the sensible young master in front of her, Leonie could only shake her head helplessly: "You have to understand, Madam. This tower is empty. This beautiful big room is the last dignity she has left. Madam will not touch the things inside unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Ever since Master Walner's death, Madam has been so exhausted from dealing with so many people that she's sold everything she could at home..."

"You're going to study in Columbia soon, and the expenses are quite high. Madam hopes you won't have to endure hardships in a foreign country."

"...Ugh! I don't have to go!"

Little Vivian shook her head violently, her whole body showing resistance.