Chapter 1826

The old man's pen tip touched the paper surface of the relic:

"When you said goodbye to him, it was a spring evening with very good weather. That was also the third year after we first met. The sunset that evening was really brilliant. You held my hand and walked in the village, and invited me to the highest point of the clock tower to tell me something very important. It's really nostalgic. After so many years, I still remember the temperature of his palm that day, remember that we walked through the stairs of the clock tower together, hugged on the top floor of the clock tower that existed in our hometown, and looked at the distant sunset outside the window..."

The environment of the clock tower itself did not change, but a touch of brilliant orange-red sunlight shone in from the windows on all sides at this time. The sunlight was more dazzling than the bonfire, and Xia De and Miss Higgins squinted subconsciously, and then smiled to welcome the warm sunlight.

They all stood up and walked to the window to look outside. Under the brilliant sunset, it was a rich small village located in the mountain valley basin. Smoke curled up, dog barking came from the corner of the village, villagers carrying farm tools returned home, and children ran happily on the small roads in the village. This was a very warm picture.

Footsteps came from the stairs. Xia De and Miss Higgins turned to look, and then sure enough, they saw the young girl holding hands and the young man with a long sword hanging from his waist walking up together.

Both of their faces were flushed red by the sunset, and even their hair and clothes were turning red.

They hugged each other and came to the window facing west, watching the afterglow of the sunset together. Suddenly, the young man hugged the young girl from behind. The latter gently pushed her lover, and her rosy ears turned translucent under the bright sunset.

"It's really romantic... it would be even better if it weren't two girls."

Xia De heard Miss Higgins' muttering, and then heard the words of the two young people in Mrs. Miles' memory:

"Sarah, I... I have to leave my hometown. No, please listen to me, I want to go to the battlefield to achieve merit, and then return with honor to marry you."

"Richard Knight Chadney."

Miss Higgins looked like she was about to explode with excitement. This was not only because she saw a very good story, but also because this damn journey finally reached its end. Even Xia De showed a smile because of this. He had just experienced the most tormenting moment since coming to this world, and seeing this warm story at this moment naturally brought joy to his heart.

"However..."

The old man sighed in the crackling sound of the bonfire:

She tried to shout, Miss Higgins turned her head quickly to look at the stairs, but there was still no one there. Xia De saw that the fingers of the young man who was kissing his lover moved.

The two opened their arms and hugged each other tightly. Not only was Mrs. Miles crying, but the young Richard was also crying:

"I waited and waited, waited until wrinkles climbed up my cheeks, waited until my hair turned frost white. Waited until the village declined after a plague, waited until the lord was murdered by his son, and then a new lord took office. I have been waiting for him to return, and I also believe he will definitely return..."

Miss Higgins hurried over and helped the old man up. Mrs. Miles, who got up by the bonfire, seriously tidied up her attire:

Two young hearts approached each other, eyes looked at eyes, and noses touched together. Against the background of the sunset, they kissed, making Miss Higgins shake her head again:

Miss Higgins said, Xia De looked at the young man and woman who were still kissing, but in fact, the memory had frozen:

The young girl in his arms was gone. After the second call, the arms he raised were also put down, and the whole person stood with his back to the three people behind him, facing the sunset.

Xia De nodded, and then cared about the follow-up of the story: "My cousin and I were not familiar at first, and for so many years, I have been looking forward to him keeping his promise and returning, so I didn't let her help me. Later, I returned to my hometown every spring, and my cousin accompanied me to wait. I also persuaded her that if I couldn't wait, I would find him myself. I helped her try divination and other methods, but none of them succeeded. In the last two years, my body was not good, even if it was me, I couldn't let this ordinary person live a few more years, that's why there was a plan to come here."

The young girl turned around, hugged her lover's neck, and hugged him again.

"Wreath? You mean, the wreath that His Majesty didn't let you bring when we set off?"

"No, Richard, please don't say that, I will wait for you, wait for you to return..."

The old man shouted again, then seemed to realize something, and also looked at the clock tower window, at the young man in the memory under the sunset.

After finishing speaking, he explained to Xia De:

"I kept my promise and waited for him to return."

The blonde young man who was speaking hugged his lover tightly, and the plain-looking but gentle Miss Sarah Miles asked softly:

"I will wait for you to return, you must be faster, otherwise I will grow old."

After speaking, he was still joking:

"I will prepare wreaths woven with parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme for you. I will wait for you here."

"Richard Knight Chadney."

She asked curiously, and Xia De also looked around, but didn't see any soul appearing here, only the frozen landscape painting-like memory scene that hadn't dissipated for a long time.

"I went to the clock tower to wait for him every spring when the sunlight was best. I waited for 12 years, but only waited for the plague to come. The survivors in the village also left. I had to move with my family, but I returned to my hometown every spring and waited on the tower for a day. In the 23rd year after he left, the clock tower that no one maintained collapsed after a rainstorm in summer. So I brought the woven wreaths every year and waited in the ruins... Year after year, watching the sun rise and set, watching the wind, frost, rain, and snow..."

Mrs. Miles shouted the name for the third time. She let Miss Higgins let go of her, and then she took a step forward in disbelief. And the figure who had his back to the three people also turned around slowly at this moment, looking at her.

"Maybe when I return, you will have awakened to become a witch and then abandoned me."

"Madam, when did you decide to come to the dangerous area where we are now?"

He was no longer the person who existed in the memory manifested by the relic. No matter if it was Xia De or Miss Higgins, they could recognize that he was really the soul being sought.

"Yes, my knighthood came from my father, and everything I have was given by my father. Now I don't have the ability to make you my wife. Please wait for me. This war that doesn't involve witches will end soon. At most a year, I will return, I will bring military merit and the lord's reward, and let you be my wife."

Xia De saw Miss Higgins shaking her head because of Mrs. Miles' words when she was young. She didn't believe that anyone could be immune to the witch's curse. But the fact was that Mrs. Miles did indeed never become a witch.

"Richard Knight Chadney."

"I waited for him all my life, thinking there was no hope. I didn't expect that around the spring 7 years ago, when I was waiting again on the ruins of the clock tower in my hometown, I didn't wait for him, but waited for a girl riding a blue land-walker. She told me that her mother's younger brother's youngest daughter had just established a country on the edge of the desert on the other side of the West Continent. She had many enemies before and didn't dare to find us, but now she finally defeated all her enemies and wanted to take me to enjoy happiness."

"Indeed, if even His Majesty's divination couldn't find Mr. Richard Knight Chadney, then we could only ask for help here. The memory ends here. Did this gentleman return?"

"I don't like stories that I already know end in tragedy, even if the content in the middle is very interesting and moving, I don't like it at all... Madam, that tower, oh, I mean the clock tower in your hometown in your memory, does it still exist now?"

"Mrs. Miles, please don't sit, please stand up. Yes, please say that name again, say it carefully."

"I really envy, cough, I mean, you are really lucky."

The young man and woman hugging each other were silent for a long time, as if they wanted to melt themselves into the sunset of that evening, becoming an eternal landscape painting. The old man by the bonfire said slowly. Contrary to Xia De and Miss Higgins watching the scene, she turned her back to the hugging man and woman. She didn't need to look back; the picture had already been left in her heart forever:

"Was that a year ago?"

Xia De's sigh ended the old man's words. The memory had not yet ended, and the young man and woman hugging each other made their respective promises:

"Why is there a smell of sulfur?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I came back late, I came back late."

He thought about it, and then had an idea:

The young witch thought of what happened before: Xia De twitched his nose:

Xia De and Miss Higgins both had expressions of "so that's how it is." It seemed that the young witch also didn't know that there was such a story in it:

"In a place like the White Fog Camp, His Majesty expected that no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will wither immediately."

"Sarah!" "Marry me?"

"I will, next spring, in the same season, please wait for me here, at the highest point, to be the first to see me lead the horse back."

The old man looked at the words she wrote and shook her head gently:

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other. It was still the bright sunset of that spring, and it was still the young blonde man. It's just that she was already full of white hair, and wrinkles were already piled up on her face. But everything seemed to have no big changes. The young man who turned around looked at her in shock, and then recognized who it was:

"Richard!"