The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1194 Wall

The carriage was steady, and Mary, sitting in the carriage, was brows.

She is thinking about the words that Qin Ran has just said.

"Cautiousness is facing the unknown."

"For the sake of facing difficulties."

"The perseverance is to face failure."

"Ignore despair is..."

Mary was a bit puzzled, and she once again looked at Qin Ran.

"Ignore despair is to face everything."

"Include, life and death."

"Even if you die, you can't despair, because once you are desperate, you are really dead."

Qin Ran slowly said.

"2567, have you experienced despair?"

Mary glimpsed.

It was not until this time that Mary suddenly discovered that the man in front of him rarely mentioned his past.

She knows nothing about his past.

"Ok."

"experienced."

"More than you think, it will be long."

Qin Ran said this, turned his head and looked at the scenery that slowly receded out of the window.

Mary, staring at Qin Ran’s face, did not ask again.

The underage king is very clear about the character of the man in front of him. He is willing to say that he will tell you truthfully that he does not want to say that no matter how you ask, he will not say it.

But Mary’s heart is constantly speculating.

What happened?

Mary's brow wrinkled again.

She thought too much.

To her, she looked at Qin Ran's gaze and became more and more soft.

And Qin Ran?

Snapped!

Raised his hand and the index finger was gently buckled between Mary's frowning brows.

"Not as bad as you think."

Qin Ran said with a smile.

Mary glared at her forehead and carefully distinguished Qin Ran's smile until she found that such a smile did not have a little disguise. It was from the bottom of my heart that Mary had a sigh of relief.

However, right away, Mary will breathe.

Because, seven or seven pieces of parchment suddenly appeared in front of her.

"this is?"

Mary glanced again.

"One of my spoils."

"The main thing to be a strong person is the heart, but it can't be done without assistance. It should be able to help you. Of course, I also need you to translate into a lingua franca."

Qin Ran replied.

"Is the 'king of the grassland'?"

Mary quickly responded.

Qin Ran nodded.

"I understand."

Mary sat up straight and said in a serious gesture like never before.

No one knows more about the importance of parchment in his hand than the underage king.

inherited!

The Warren royal family also has a heritage.

Even Swarth Castle has a heritage.

These inheritances are enough to make people's eyes red, but they are really compared with the inheritance of the 'king of the grassland', but it is nothing.

"If you say your heart, it is the root of strength."

"So..."

"It is the foundation of strength!"

The underage girl who suddenly raised such a clear consciousness was quickly immersed in the record of parchment.

Qin Ran looked at the serious Mary, could not help but smile.

Hard work and diligence will always bring benefits.

For the disposal of [unknown parchment], this is the decision that Qin Ran made in the last copy of the world.

In the world of this copy, is there a more suitable person besides Mary?

No.

Only those who have truly experienced life and death and fighting together will be recognized by Qin Ran.

As for other people?

Enemy and strangers.

......

With the driving of the snake, the carriage is naturally stable, and it is not difficult to achieve a certain speed.

It is only because of the insistence of Earl of Adal that the carriage cannot exceed the other side of the walk.

Therefore, when I saw the wall of Lölderley again, the sun was already west.

At the moment of seeing the walls of Lourdes, the eyes of Earl of Adal, who was eager to hurry, quickly turned red, and the tears flashed.

He stared straight at the wall in memory.

"No change."

"Everything has not changed."

"It's really great."

Adal, who said such words, stopped and he knocked on the window of the carriage.

"Can I go up?"

The old man asked.

"of course!"

Mary took the parchment and, after Qin Ran sat side by side with her, pushed the door of the carriage and invited the old man to sit in the carriage.

"Thanks to Your Highness, you are willing to understand a bad old man."

The old man thanked you.

"Compared with everything you did for Warren's royal family, what I did was negligible."

Mary replied.

The sincere tone makes the smile on the old man's face a little more. Then, the old man's eyes look out the window, where is...

The royal palace of the Warren royal family.

It is where James VIII is.

Mary immediately guessed what knocked on the carriage.

Immediately, the slow-moving carriage became a motorized ride.

Just ten minutes later, the carriage returned to the royal palace of Warren's royal family.

The Earl of Hilling, who had been waiting for a long time, walked quickly to the carriage. However, when the person who came down from the carriage was not Mary, Qin Ran, but an old man, the young count was a glimpse.

The young Earl, who immediately thought of something, immediately stood up straight and bowed to the old man with respect and respect, saying: "Good day, Count of Adal."

"Good day, Earl of Hilling."

The dazzling chapter of the dragon is enough for the old man to recognize the identity of the young count.

Plus the face that is similar to Mary's three or four points, it will not go wrong.

‘The Son of the Dragon’!

The guardian of the northern part of the Warren royal family.

The continuation of the extra blood of the Warren royal family.

“Can you take me to see you?”

The old man asked.

"of course."

"Your Majesty is looking forward to your return, and it has been for countless years."

The young count said this, and took the old man toward the palace.

Every time I go through a familiar place, there will be a touch of excitement in the old man's expression.

When he came to the bedroom of James VIII, the old man took a few deep breaths and then slowly pushed open the door of the bedroom.

The closed doors and windows, the sun came in through the window.

In the orange red, the faint and unstoppable spread.

That goodness is about to dissipate.

It’s like James VIII on the bed.

The sleepy James VIII, pale, cheeks thin, hair is dry and weak, the whole person lying there only left a breath.

And this tone seems to be able to dissipate at any time.

The old man walked to the bed and gently placed his hand on the hands of James VIII, tears down.

The old man who resisted tears at any moment, couldn't help himself after seeing James VIII.

"James, I am back."

The old man whispered.

In the call, James VIII slowly woke up.

The young count, the underage king, slowly withdrew, leaving the room to two friends who had not seen him for a long time.

However, Qin Ran did not move.

He shook his nose.

Looking at the wall on one side of the room, the brow wrinkled for a moment.

(End of this chapter)