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A century ago,

1916.

The world is actually older than you think,

The things you are accustomed to may have faded in a hundred years when the wheel of history has turned forward, and the world has regressed back to something you don’t even know.

It's like an old photo full of color in black and white film, emitting a dusty smell of time.

But it is still vast,

In a place called the "Far East" by people who do not know the name, the revolution that broke out four years ago ended the feudal monarchy with a history of more than two thousand years. The person who stole the fruits of the revolution just died of illness this year. The blood and thoughts of the martyrs evolved vigorously on that land,

The same is true on this land. The influence of the second industrial revolution still remains. The further increase in productivity has also brought about the contradictions of the unbalanced development of capitalism. The sunless hegemon begins to decline and is replaced by entrenched in Europe. That ambitious country in the center provoked the First World War.

But it is also very small,

Several staggered earth and stone streets, more than 20 seemingly simple houses, some with small signs, wells for drawing water, wooden fences for keeping livestock, and farming tools.

There are empty carriages piled with hay on the yellowed grass of the pasture, old windmills on the edge of the river, and further afield are the roads that do not know where it extends, and the golden yellow wheat fields that cannot be seen on the edge...

Fang Ran floated in the air, with the worn windbreaker swaying slightly, looking at the background knowledge that was different from the history textbooks that he recalled in his mind.

The village named ‘Ill’ fell into a deep sleep peacefully in the dusk that ended.

Looking at the gradually dimming villages, houses were closed, and the roads where there were no street lights were full of darkness. The brilliance brought by the second industrial revolution did not affect this small village. There were only a few hangings. The kerosene lamp that only emits the old dim light.

Without lights, people actually rest at sunset.

Obviously it’s a simple truth, but it makes the participants who are active in the city’s bustling light sea a little bit surprised.

He controlled his own speed and slowly lowered his height, and flew towards a house on the edge of the village...No, maybe it can't be said to be a house.

The wooden pillars of pitch-black coke and some burning debris were stacked together, and nothing was left except the broken walls. The house seemed to have experienced a fire before it turned into ruins.

Fang Ran stepped on its tallest beam, [Phantom Card] still hiding his figure, watching that petite figure come back from the nearest stream,

Her light blonde hair was still wet and not dry, even the cloth strips on her hands and feet, but the dust and fatigue after washing for a day seemed to make her expressionless face a lot more agile.

The brisk footsteps are like a nimble cat, carefully crossing several streets and houses, to the side of the pile of ruins, watching vigilantly that there are no people around.

Only then did he remove a piece of broken rubble, revealing a dark hole, and slowly crawled in.

In the original kitchen, the stove and the collapsed roof seemed to form a small space. Although it was difficult to even sit up or even turn over, it was just enough for her to lie down.

This is her home.

Haiji was beating near the entrance of the cave, and her black eyes saw her carefully hiding half a piece of dry black bread and a few shrunken fruits into the furnace wall.

Fang Ran knew that it was her ‘salary’ for the day.

From watching her in the stable in the early morning and thanking her for leaving, Fang Ran has been silently observing from behind.

All morning, I helped the couple on the ranch fetch water and feed the horses, and went to the livestock pen to do all kinds of chores that were not easy for her at this age, only to get a piece of somewhat hard brown bread.

Then ran into the nearby woods, this is the golden wheat harvest season, where she can find food.

Then, until the evening, she got out of the bushes and returned to the only humble tavern in the village, holding rough drinks to the men who had returned from farm work in the fields, and waiting for them to clean up after they left. , Change to another piece of bread,

But this time she only ate half of it.

She used some hay to block the hole she had drilled in, shrank and drilled into the remaining hay. She slowly closed her eyes and told herself that she must wake up before dawn to help the ranch draw water. Soon The person fell asleep.

Then the dark figure floated gently from the beam,

Tap the collapsed roof and let it float silently,

Like opening a bird’s nest, I saw Ling curled up in the hay and fell asleep with her petite body.

She was asleep at the moment like a weak chick in the nest.

Fang Ran slowly fell to her side, without making any movement, holding both hands in front of her chest, the [sleep card] turned into a light spot and dissipated.

The girl curled up in the hay finally relaxed her body this time, and she no longer curled up and breathed quietly.

Even if she knew she would not wake up, Fang Ran took off her coat lightly, fearing that it might be scratched by the girl, took off the badge, cleaned up the hay that was definitely uncomfortable on her body, and carefully covered her. body,

Even if it is damaged a lot, this expensive windbreaker is still a qualified quilt.

Then the heart lit up, and a pillow appeared in Fang Ran's hands, replacing the small pile of messy hay **** with woven straw ropes.

The girl who fell asleep seemed to feel softness and warmth, and her quiet sleeping face seemed melted and lovely.

After finishing these, Fang Ran quietly leaned against the wall next to her. From this angle, he saw that there was only half a piece of black bread and a small pile of dried fruit in the furnace wall, some of which had even begun to rot because of too long time.

It looks like a stock of food for the coming winter.

This can't be said to be the ruins of the home, these are probably all that Ling has at this moment.

An inexplicable sense of bitterness rushed into his heart, causing Fang Ran to feel a little silent and distressed.

I really don't know anything about Ling...

-"Meeting you was just an unlucky accident, I am someone who has nothing to do with you"-

The voice of the **** the ice seemed to be echoing in her ears. Fang Ran looked at the girl who fell asleep peacefully next to her, and she didn't know what she had dreamed of.

I ran to the North Pole for myself, thinking about what I should be responsible for my mistakes, but actually about Ling,

I don't know anything.

Fang Ran raised his head and looked towards the horizon, where the last little light also slowly disappeared.

At the moment when the sky completely entered the night, the picture of the participants finally appeared in front of you!

[You have entered the time inheritance scene]

[Space Node: Po River Plain, Italy]

【Time Node: 1916】

[Remaining time of time inheritance: unknown]

Among all the experience scenes, the shortest system interface, without mission goals, descriptions and rewards, the enigmatic introduction of the scenes gave Fang Ran a foggy feeling.

time....

The last prayer of sinking in the ice lingered in his mind. At that time, he had no choice but to pray for the power of the scene.

But it really opened the scene! ?

When you need it most?

It really gave him time to wake up, not the end?

It’s almost like something is instructing behind the scenes, clearer than the feeling of losing your heart.

Fang Ran felt a coincidence of fate.

Overly coincidental timing, scenes that can travel through time, no mission goals or even descriptions of unknown remaining time...

What do you want to do in this time inheritance scene?

and...

Fang Ran looked at An Ran's dreaming Ling again, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her pitiful sleeping face. At this moment, she is not that powerful angel of the night.

Just a soft and petite girl who can't even protect herself, needs to work all day for food to survive, and makes people feel distressed and wants to hug her tightly.

What happened between Ling and the Palace of the Night? Why did the light and shadow appear in person? Why didn't it appear after Iceland thirty years ago and only the soul projection was left?

And Ling's parents, why would Ling lead such a life alone?

One after another mystery rose in Fang Ran’s heart in the early twentieth century, under the night of a certain village in Italy.

It seems that they are all buried in this century.

The button to exit the scene is in the corner of the interface. As long as you press it, he can return to the battlefield on the sea of ​​ice. The time he has been in a coma has given him enough rest.

He has gained enough buffer time, and he will not pass out even if he leaves the scene. If he drives [Shadow Card], he should still be able to make his body move again.

Must go back, must go to Ling's side!

At the moment when countless thoughts poured out in my mind, light emerged, the pages of the book opened, and the last upright page broke away from the golden rectangular card!

Fang Ran looked at the Kuro card that suddenly awakened in his hand. The pattern on the card was a woman with long elf ears and long hair covering her body.

【THEMIST】

[Symbol: Determine the state of affairs, determine the direction]

[Introduction: Fog and corrosive magic]

Judge the situation and decide the direction...

Fang Ran looked at the awakened [Fog Pai] in his heart, and then was silent for an unknown period of time before finally making a decision.

He looked at the girl who was sleeping peacefully beside him, gently helped her pick up the strands of falling hair, and spoke softly:

"Today is the last day..."

...

....

It seems that the sun is shining in the hearty early morning~www.NovelMTL.com~ The crisp bird song keeps digging into her ears, the warm sunshine of the golden autumn morning shines in, and the slightly hot feeling on her face makes Ling comfortable to send out lazy dreams. ,

There was softness in her ears, and the warm feeling in the quilt made her buried her face, and she was reluctant to get up...

Om——!

But when there was a buzz in her mind and she suddenly realized that something was wrong, the girl suddenly sat up!

She has no quilt! Shouldn't feel warm!

what happened! ?

Suddenly awakened from her dim sleepiness, Ling shrank up instinctively. After her instinct came out that she didn't even get up before dawn and the work on the ranch was too late, she was a little dazed to see...

I covered myself with a very expensive black coat, an extra pillow, and the roof where I disappeared. You can see the clear autumn sky...

For the first time, Ling thought of checking the food she put on the stove wall.

After seeing that the brown bread and the fruit were still there, she breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped the quilt wrapped around her body, and walked out of her home carefully and inexplicably in surprise.

I don’t understand what’s going on. At the moment when he saw the roof that was difficult to lift even for five or six farmers and was thrown on the nearby grass, Ling stood in a daze and suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell. ,

Then she heard the familiar voice of the young man behind her and said hello to herself.

"Yo! Ling, you are awake!"

Huo Ran turned around and clenched her black trench coat tightly. What Ling saw was sitting on a rock, wearing a clean white shirt and the suits, trousers and leather boots of those rich.

The young man who was roasting the fish that he did not know where he caught with a small flame smiled and waved to himself.