Game of the World Tree

Teresa kept running...running...

She didn't know where she wanted to go, only that she wanted to escape from this place.

Even if she stayed here for a second, she seemed to be able to see the scene when the revolutionary army broke through the palace that night.

The girl kept running...running...

When she stopped out of breath, she had already climbed up the tallest tower in the palace before she knew it.

That was her favorite place to stay when she was young. Whenever she was sad, she would hide in the attic of the tower by herself and cry.

And each time, it was her elderly grandmother, Maria II, who finally found her in the attic, stroked her head with a smile, and comforted her not to cry, but to be strong.

Her grandmother was a competent queen, but also a kind grandmother.

It's just that everything is gone.

The grandmother is gone, the family is gone, and even the identity is gone.

She could only live incognito, and would wake up from her sleep in countless nights, dreaming of the night when the country was destroyed.

There is no hatred.

When she traveled with her teacher, she realized that the demise of Holy Mania was a matter of course.

However, she did not know how to face the hatred of those angry people.

She doesn't know what kind of judgment will be ushered in when her identity is made public.

The girl hid in the attic, curled up and kept crying.

Fear, confusion, sadness...

All kinds of emotions intertwined, making her want to escape from this world.

"Don't cry... If your eyes are red when you cry, you won't look good."

Teresa was slightly shocked when her grandmother's kind voice came.

What caught my eye was a handkerchief.

She slowly raised her head and saw that her grandmother was holding a handkerchief, looking at her curiously and apprehensively.

Teresa was in a trance, and the figure of her grandmother disappeared, replaced by an elderly woman.

Looking at the clothes, it seems to be a civilian.

Seeing the girl raised her head, the old woman smiled kindly and said:

"Children, when you are sad, just think of something happy."

Teresa stared blankly at the old woman, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally extended her hand.

At this moment, she thought of her grandmother.

"Thank you……"

The girl swallowed even more.

The handkerchief was not of good material and was patched, but it was very clean.

Teresa wiped her eyes, hesitated, and said:

"Thank you, I'll clean it up and return it to you..."

After she finished speaking, she chanted the incantation silently and performed the cleansing technique.

Seeing the brilliance of magic, the old woman's eyes flashed with nostalgia:

"Cleaning magic... I really miss it."

Teresa was slightly startled:

"Are you... also a mage?"

She did not perceive the fluctuation of magic power in the old woman.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person."

The old woman shook her head.

"Then... how can you recognize the cleansing technique?"

Teresa was a little curious for a moment.

The old woman reminded her of her grandmother, and the anxiety in her heart dissipated a lot, replaced by doubts.

"Daughter...my daughter is, she's always cleaning me up with hygienic techniques."

The old woman said, her smile was very proud.

Teresa was stunned and nodded slowly.

The old woman did not speak any more. She stood at the window of the tower, looking out the window quietly.

The sun shone on her hunched back, casting a thin shadow on the ground.

Teresa followed her gaze, and the distant view of the palace came into view, and in the distance, there were criss-crossing streets and urban areas.

Here, overlooking the whole of Mania, is also the place where she liked to look far away when she was a child.

Prosperity, peace, abundance.

"Is the view beautiful?"

Noticing Teresa's gaze, the old woman asked with a smile.

Theresa nodded.

nice.

Of course beautiful.

Since she was a child, her favorite is the scenery here.

"I also feel beautiful..."

The old woman sighed.

Teresa's heart moved:

"Are you... a tourist too?"

"Yeah, I'm old and can't walk anymore, but I wasted a lot of energy to climb up."

The old woman beat her back and laughed at herself.

"Anyone? Where's your daughter?"

Teresa was a little puzzled.

The old woman was silent.

Just when Teresa wondered if she had said something wrong, the old man spoke again:

"She's gone."

"Not anymore?"

Teresa's eyes widened.

The old woman nodded and sighed:

"It's been almost ten years... During the Great Revolution, she joined the rebel army and died during the attack on Doloria Castle. Until the last moment of her life, she still held high the banner of the revolution..."

Saying that, the old man looked at Teresa and said with a smile:

"When I saw you, I thought of her. If she was still alive, she would be as powerful as you now. Your cleansing technique looks much better than hers."

Hearing the old woman's words, Teresa was slightly shocked.

For a moment, she seemed to be back on that terrifying night again, only this time, accompanied by fear, and a strong sense of guilt.

"I'm sorry..."

The girl bowed her head.

The old woman smiled and said:

"What are you apologizing for? I've already put it down myself."

After finishing speaking, the old woman looked out the window again and sighed:

"The priest of the Church of Life said that revolution... always involves sacrifice, and it is precisely because of the efforts of countless heroic martyrs that today's peace and happiness can be achieved..."

"I am so proud of my daughter."

After listening to the old woman's words, Teresa's eyes were very complicated.

She lowered her head, clenched her hands, and pursed her lips tightly...

silence.

long silence.

"sorry……"

After a while, Teresa lowered her head and repeated.

"Son, it's okay, you don't need to apologize."

The old woman shook her head.

Teresa gritted her teeth and shook her head:

"No...I have to apologize..."

Saying that, she raised her head and looked at the old woman, her anxiety gradually turned into firmness:

"I'm Teresa, Teresa von Tres..."

"I am Teresa II, the former Queen of the Empire..."

After saying this, the girl seemed to have used up all her strength, and it seemed that she finally revealed the secret she had been holding in her heart, and she instantly relaxed.

And then, nervous, infinitely nervous, she lowered her head and curled up again, ready to meet the old woman's anger.

However, the imagined anger did not come.

In its place was an old, rough, but warm hand.

Gently placed it on the girl's head.

"I know."

The old woman's calm words came from above.

Teresa was stunned.

She raised her head to look at the old woman, only to find that the other party was looking at her gently.

"I recognized you from the first time I saw you. When you ascended the throne, I took a look from a distance..."

"I don't have much power, but since a long time ago, I have never forgotten the people I have met. Although it has been ten years, you don't seem to have changed much except that you have grown taller..."

"So...I recognized it long ago."

True Eyes!

Looking at the old woman's eyes as deep as a starry sky, for a moment, Teresa's mind flashed such a name.

That is an innate ability that has a very small probability of being born, and it often appears in bloodlines with mythological bloodlines.

The city of Mannia used to be the place with the most descendants of mythology. Although the probability is extremely small, it is not impossible.

"You... don't you hate me?"

She couldn't help asking.

The old woman shook her head and sighed:

"It's all in the past. Although I lost my daughter, didn't you also lose everything about yourself?"

Saying that, the old woman sighed:

"Her Majesty Maria II is a good emperor. When she was on the throne, she always ran for the rights and interests of our civilians. This is a well-known thing, but the power of the nobles and the church is too large..."

"You too, ten years ago, you were just a 13- or 14-year-old child, and you were taken up by the nobles. Even if I hate them, I should hate those nobles..."

Hearing the old woman's words, Teresa was slightly shocked.

She raised her head, her eyes full of wonder:

"But...but...but I heard..."

"I heard that all the guilt after the Great Revolution was pushed on the royal family and the royalist nobles?"

The old woman laughed.

She sighed softly:

"This is all a conspiracy of some careerists and remaining nobles, in order to divert the anger of the people."

"As early as three years ago, the Church of Life released a lot of files from the end of the empire. While exposing the ugliness of the nobles, it also made us commoners understand that the former Tres royal family was not that bad."

"Not to mention, you have also lost everything, even if there is a grievance, it will be evened out long ago."

Having said this, the old woman smiled:

"Right now, we're all just members of the Republic of Mania."

Theresa stared blankly at the old woman.

Gradually, tears filled her eyes.

"Can I... really be forgiven?"

She swallowed even more.

"Of course, no one resents you, I don't, and everyone doesn't. The past is over. What we need to focus on is the future..."

said the old woman softly.

Saying that, she lightly patted the girl's back:

"Child, you are no longer Teresa II."

Hearing her words, Teresa's body trembled.

She finally couldn't help it, hugged the old woman and cried.

Heartbreaking, just like the night when the country was destroyed, he was lying in the teacher's arms.

However, that time was the grief of the country breaking, this time, it was a complete farewell to the past full of self-blame and fear.

The shadow that even the legendary mage Daniel could not let the girl out of, finally shattered at this moment.

...

When Teresa left the tower, it was already evening.

There are a lot fewer tourists in the palace. They come and go, looking at everything with novelty and excitement.

No one cared about the girl, they passed her by without even looking back.

At this moment, Teresa finally realized that it seemed that all along... she was putting a shackle on herself...

"Feeling better?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Teresa moved in her heart, turned around, and saw Feng Zheng smiling at her.

Her eyes were a little complicated.

"Did you... always know?"

the girl asked.

"Of course, the only one who has been unable to get out is you."

The wind laughed.

Saying that, she waved her hand gently:

"Look at the real expression on everyone's face when they know your identity!"

With the movement of the wind, Teresa felt a gentle force flood her mind.

At the same time, when she was recognized by the noble guide before, the eyes of those tourists also flashed in the girl's mind again...

No resentment, no hostility, just curiosity and excitement.

It's like seeing some rare species.

A little further away, there were two wealthy businessmen carrying a magic camera, eager to try, as if they wanted to come over and take a group photo.

Teresa's eyes widened, stunned for a moment.

These details, she had been uneasy at first, but did not notice.

"By the way, Teresa, this is your ID card. I have asked someone to do it. It is the resident card of the Republic of Mania."

Feng smiled and handed over a magic crystal card.

Teresa hesitated, and finally took it.

yes……

everything is over.

The empire has washed the dust of history with the tide of revolution, and the grievances and grievances of the past have also vanished in the vicissitudes of the world.

People say goodbye to the past, let go of hatred, and embrace a better future.

And you should get out of the shackles of fate and spirit and face a brand new tomorrow.

Taking a deep breath, the girl clenched the magic crystal card.

Her eyes flickered with relief, and finally...it gradually became firm.

"Ms. Wind."

"Um?"

"Can you tell me more about the Church of Life and the aftermath of the Revolution?"

"You figured it out?"

"Well... I want to cheer up and face tomorrow with a more high-spirited attitude, to face the dream in my heart..."

"Dream? So... you've found it?"

"No...Ms. Feng, my dream has always been there and has never changed."

Saying that, the girl looked into the distance with a firm gaze:

"That is to bring happiness to the people..."

"But you're not the queen anymore."

The wind laughed.

Teresa laughed too.

Only this time, it was a free and easy smile:

"I know...but, so what? The puppet queen is just a shackle, let go of everything, and I have gained freedom instead. This time, I will no longer be the queen, but a commoner. Go and work hard for your dreams, and even as a civilian, there are many things I can do... Don't forget, I am a mage! A genius mage!"

"Then, I'll wait and see."

Feng said with a smile.

The golden sunset fell, pulling the shadows of the two of them very long...

The girl's eyes were brighter than ever.

Suddenly, an excited voice came from afar:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

It's Felix, a down-and-out court aristocrat.

I saw him panting heavily, sweating profusely, and looking excited:

"Your Majesty! I finally see you!"

Teresa looked away.

Her eyes fell on Felix.

No apprehension, no anger.

She smiled lightly, shook her head, and said:

"No, sir."

"Theresa II is dead, I am a citizen of the Republic of Mania, you can call me Lady Teresa."