There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Hildegard's journey to becoming a human being was extremely smooth. She made great progress all the way without encountering any obstacles.

On the contrary, Liselotte's twisted and stiff state might be normal.

Looking up at the white clouds in the sky, Frémont suddenly felt relieved. He grinned, laughing loudly and happily.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

From behind, a clear sound of musical instruments came, as if seeing him off.

The music is soothing and brings peace to people's hearts. Most importantly, it has no music score and can be played completely freely.

This new melody sounded in the sky above Trilinterme.

It is a hymn to heroes and a hymn to victory. It means many things, yet few things.

Standing on the platform, Liselotte picked up her harp and habitually wanted to play with it, but when her rhythm was over, the violin sound that was supposed to follow immediately disappeared without a trace.

"It's... gone."

Liselotte lowered her head dejectedly and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart. This strange pain made her frown.

Why...I am not injured, but why do I still feel pain?

He had clearly already successfully mastered Leitania, completely cleared the obstacles before him, and tore apart the Golden Rule, but...

why...

Why don’t I feel satisfied? Why don’t I have the same sense of comfort as I had after my previous success?

What are you hurting about?

Liselotte looked up at the sky, staring intently at the sky that had long been stitched together...

The sunlight was a little dazzling, stinging her eyes, but Liselotte did not avoid it, she just looked up.

Then, a tear fell from the corner of her eye without her even noticing.

.........

Among the departing team, Maria took the initiative to slow down and approached Viviana with Talina, who looked confused.

She lowered her head with a strange look on her face and hesitated several times before speaking.

In the end, it was Viviana who took the initiative to talk to her and eased her embarrassment.

"Anything you want to say, Maria?"

Because of the familiarity between the two parties, Weiwei and Anna were more casual in calling Dad, without adding any weird or cute names, just calling him by his full name.

"Um... Miss Viviana, what I said before..."

Maria scratched her cheek, and with great determination, she convinced herself to bring up the old matter again.

"Tsk... Looks like you have to put your hope on Margaret. I think this child has been seriously poisoned~"

Tolan's frivolous voice sounded, and he reached out and nudged Mainna, but was met with a roll of the eyes from his friend.

"Mr. Toland! Please don't joke around! This is a serious matter!"

Maria's cheeks flushed red, and she turned around and yelled at Tolan.

Everyone was amused by her "scolding", even Lessing, who usually had a stern face, smiled slightly.

"Well, Miss Maria, I actually knew all this a long time ago because your sister told me about it."

Viviana suppressed the smile on her face and began to address the unconscious Kela in a serious tone as she carried him on her back.

"I don't care about these things, but at the same time, I won't let others take possession of my things. You want to take her away from me..."

Having said that, Viviana lowered her head, and the shadow of her body covered Maria, like a big devil.

"This is impossible!"

Woohoo!!!

Maria shrank her head sharply, feeling somewhat suppressed by this momentum.

"Why, you won't help your niece? You're stealing someone's love! As an uncle, shouldn't you step up and provide support?"

Tolan grinned and spoke with interest.

"You're annoying..."

Mainna turned her head helplessly and chose to ignore the words of her good friend.

"You're such a boring guy. No wonder you still haven't found a wife. If you had half the ability of your niece, you wouldn't be alone until now."

Having made himself look bad, Tolan stopped teasing his good friend and focused on watching the "big show" ahead.

In front of her, facing the powerful feeling of oppression, Maria raised her head and stared back unwillingly.

"me..."

Maria stumbled over her words, and although she didn't speak them completely, her meaning was clear enough.

There has always been a simple logic in her heart: either keep it to herself and stay alone until old age, or go after it, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead.

From the moment she confessed her feelings in the void, she had no way back.

"Okay, I'm being so naive. I can't even say a word. With your attitude, how can you win a fight?"

A voice came from behind, interrupting Maria.

That was Frémont catching up.

He walked to the front and looked at the people walking together behind him.

"There are so many of you, do you mind adding me?"

Volume 8: Chapter 94: Epitaph

Early in the morning, Utica.

It was a sunny day.

The clouds in the sky are dazzlingly white, and they are refreshing to look at.

As Talina walked in the wilderness, she felt as if her whole body and mind were healed.

"Doctor..." I'm used to the hustle and bustle of big cities, so it's not a bad idea to come here once in a while.

Carrying a large brown bag, Talina adjusted the sun hat on her head and sighed.

"Once you've seen more, you won't think so. You're still a modern person, so it's okay to see something new now and then. But if you were to live here, surrounded by rocks and wild beasts, believe me, within three days, you'd definitely fall back into the embrace of the city."

Flemont came from behind and responded to Talina's words.

At this moment, he was wearing casual clothes, and had long lost his former elegance and the lingering aristocratic air. He looked like an old man who was traveling.

And Talina is that guide.

But the opposite is true, Talina is the one being taken.

"How far do we have to go? I don't think he can handle the bumps..."

After weighing the large bag on her back, Talina couldn't help wanting to distance herself from the old man in front of her as soon as she thought about what was inside.

She was a "Five Good Youth" who would be honored in any country! Yet, this old man took her to dig graves!

In the great library of Trilinterme!

The grave they are digging is the Witch King’s!

When she tried to pick up the scattered pieces of the Witch King from the pit, Talina actually refused. But when she thought about the reward that the old man... ahem! would give her afterwards, she couldn't help but be tempted.

Yes, she was indeed able to resist temptation and refused to give in to money, but...

The other party gave too much!

She couldn't refuse!

"It's almost time. Weren't you just admiring the environment here? Why are you so upset now?"

Responding unhappily, Frémont reached out and adjusted the wide-brimmed hat he was wearing.

Talina, who had heard it countless times, didn't take Fremont's words seriously. She pouted and walked to the front.

At this time, five days had passed since the Cuilinterme incident, and a lot of things had happened during these five days.

First of all, the Black Emperor "passed away", and Liselotte announced the news with great sorrow.

This is a sad thing for ordinary people, but a good thing for the nobles.

Without the restraint of the Black Emperor, the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads disappeared without a trace, and naturally they no longer had to worry about their lives being taken away by the other party.

This means that many of their small actions can be brought to the surface, gradually restoring their previous independent and autonomous ruling style.

As for the White Emperor...

Haha, they have dealt with this queen much more than the other one. The power they hold now was obtained by her gradually delegating it to them. As their supporter, is she going to stop them?

"Tsk...what a pity."

Thinking of this, Talina couldn't help but sigh.

"You're so young, yet you're already sighing and talking so maturely. Are you planning to go home and hug your granddaughter?"

Frémont on the side also became interested.

It was very boring in the wilderness, which was why he brought Talina with him. In addition to helping this junior, he also had someone to talk to and chat with, so that he wouldn't be so bored.

"You and Hildegarde had such a great plan, how come it all fell apart in the end? And you're just moving away like that. Don't you miss it? You've lived here for hundreds of years after all."

Asking curiously, Talina expressed her doubts.

During the days that Trilintelme was recuperating, she and Frémont had chatted a lot, digging out many secrets from each other, including those of the two queens.

The conflict between the two queens has been going on for a long time, and it was only a matter of time before it broke out.

One who is good at using thunder-like methods to kill all those who disobey his management as a warning to others.

One was good at a conciliatory policy, winning over the electors and nobles by delegating power, allowing them to check and balance each other.

If Hildegard is a ruthless general, then Liselotte is a ruthless politician who is good at playing tricks.

The two must not be compatible.

In Talinna's view, the Black Emperor's defeat was already determined long ago.

After Ludwig University failed to summon the Witch King Tower, the initiative actually fell into the hands of the White Emperor.

In the political stance of the White Emperor, the existence of the Black Emperor is completely an unstable factor, a "cancer" that must be eliminated.

The Black Queen Hildegard originally wanted to emulate the Witch King's methods and implement a dictatorship, gradually reforming through the constraints of the Golden Rule. Only when society has adapted to the new basic law can the Golden Rule withdraw from the stage at the appropriate time.

In the eyes of White Queen Liselotte, the Golden Rule was a product that had been contaminated by the Witch King and should not lead Leithnia forward. The nobles under her command also did not want this basic social law that was enough to control them to fall back into the control of others.

It’s hard to say whether their methods and ideas are right or wrong, but...Hildegarde ultimately lost because of humanity.

She integrated humanity into herself, becoming a real person, breaking away from her identity as an artificial person and gaining a brand new self.

Liselotte, on the other hand, incorporated human nature into her strategy, laying the foundation for her victory.

As I said, it’s hard to say whether they are right or wrong, all they have is willingness or unwillingness.

"Plans can't keep up with changes, so how can anything remain unchanged? Before the facts are settled, no one can predict what will happen."

"As for moving... I think I've answered that question before."

Stroking his chin, Frémont said somewhat unhappily, "Thanks to that brat, the presence of Sarkaz in the country's upper echelons has become taboo. If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I'll be the next one to be liquidated."

"You know who's behind the calls to expel the lich."

"Okay, that's it. I think the scenery here is pretty good, and not many people will come here."

Reaching out to stop Talina from moving forward, Fremont stomped his feet on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.

Talina was naturally happy about this. She put down the backpack containing the Witch King's bones, took a shovel from it, and started digging into the ground.

Soon, a deep pit of about 2*3*3 was dug out.

After burying the Witch King's body with the old man, Talina filled the soil back in and kept jumping on it with Fremont to make the ground firm.

"Okay... now it's almost done."

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Talina took out the tombstone prepared by Fremont from her bag and inserted it on the Witch King's grave.

The tombstone was empty, with no words on it.