Theresa kept running … running …
She didn't know where she wanted to go. She only knew 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 into the palace that night.
The girl kept running … running …
By the time she stopped, panting, she had unknowingly reached the highest tower in the palace.
That was her favorite place to stay when she was young. Whenever she was sad, she would hide in the attic of the tower and cry alone.
Every time, her elderly grandmother, Maria II, would finally find her in the attic, stroke her head with a smile, and comfort her not to cry and to be strong.
Her grandmother was a competent empress, but at the same time, she was also a kind grandmother.
But everything was gone.
Her grandmother was gone, her home was gone, and even her identity was gone.
She could only live in anonymity. Countless nights, she would wake up from her sleep and dream of the night when her country was destroyed.
There was no hatred.
When she traveled with her teacher, she realized that the destruction of Holy Mania was inevitable.
However, she didn't know how to face the hatred of the angry people.
She didn't know what kind of trial she would face after her identity was made public.
The girl hid in the attic, curled up, and kept crying.
Fear, confusion, sadness …
All kinds of emotions were intertwined, making her want to escape from this world.
"Don't cry … If your eyes turn red, you won't look good."
Her grandmother's kind voice came, and Theresa was slightly shocked.
What caught her eyes was a handkerchief.
She slowly raised her head and saw her grandmother holding a handkerchief, looking at her curiously and nervously.
Theresa was in a trance for a moment. Her grandmother's figure disappeared and was replaced by an old woman.
Looking at her clothes, she seemed to be a commoner.
Seeing the girl raise her head, the old woman smiled kindly and said,
"Child, when you are sad, just think of something happy."
Theresa looked at the old woman in a daze, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally reached out her hand.
At this moment, she thought of her grandmother.
"Thank you …"
The girl choked.
The handkerchief's material was not good, and it was patched, but it was very clean.
Theresa wiped her eyes, hesitated, and said, "Thank you.
"Thank you, I'll clean it and return it to you …"
After that, she silently chanted an incantation and used the Cleansing Technique.
Seeing the brilliance of magic, a trace of nostalgia flashed in the old lady's eyes.
"Cleansing magic … How nostalgic."
Theresa was slightly taken aback.
"Are you … a mage as well?"
She didn't sense any magic fluctuations from the old woman.
"No, I'm just an ordinary person."
The old woman shook her head.
"Then … how did you recognize the Cleansing Spell?"
Theresa was curious for a moment.
This old woman reminded her of her grandmother, and the uneasiness in her heart unknowingly dissipated, replaced by doubt.
"Daughter … My daughter is. She often uses the Cleaning Spell to help me clean."
The old woman said with a proud smile.
Theresa was stunned for a moment before she slowly nodded.
The old woman did not speak again. She stood by the window of the tower and looked out quietly.
The sun shone on her hunched back, casting a thin and weak shadow on the ground.
Theresa followed her gaze, and the distant view of the palace came into view. Further away were the crisscrossing streets and urban areas.
Here, she could overlook the entire Mania, and it was also her favorite place to look into the distance when she was young.
Prosperity, peace, and wealth.
"Is the scenery beautiful?"
Noticing Theresa's gaze, the old woman smiled and asked.
Theresa nodded.
Beautiful.
Of course it was beautiful.
Since she was young, her favorite thing was the scenery here.
"I also think it's beautiful …"
The old woman sighed.
Theresa's heart skipped a beat.
"Are you … also a tourist?"
"Yes, I'm old and can't walk anymore. I spent a lot of effort to climb up."
The old woman patted her back and said self-deprecatingly.
"Alone? Where's your daughter? "
Theresa was puzzled.
The old woman was silent.
Just as Theresa was wondering if she had said something wrong, the old man spoke again.
"She's no longer here."
"No longer here?"
Theresa widened her eyes.
The old woman nodded and sighed.
"It's been almost ten years … During the Great Revolution, she joined the resistance and sacrificed herself when attacking Dororia Castle. Until the last moment of her life, she still held the flag of revolution high …"
Then, the old woman looked at Theresa and smiled.
"When I see you, I think of her. If she was still alive, she should be as powerful as you now. Your Cleansing Spell seems to be much better than hers."
Hearing the old woman's words, Theresa was slightly shocked.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to that terrifying night. But this time, along with the fear, there was a strong sense of guilt.
"I'm … I'm sorry …"
The girl lowered her head.
The old woman smiled.
"Why are you apologizing? I've already let it go. "
After that, the old woman looked out the window again and sighed.
"The priest of the Life Church said that revolution … always has sacrifices. It's because of the efforts of countless heroes that there is today's peace and happiness …"
"I'm proud of my daughter."
Hearing the old woman's words, Theresa's gaze was complicated.
She lowered her head, clenched her hands, and pursed her lips …
Silence.
There was a long silence.
"I'm sorry …"
A moment later, Theresa lowered her head and repeated her words.
"Child, it's fine. You don't have to apologize."
The old woman shook her head.
Theresa gritted her teeth and shook her head.
"No … I have to apologize …"
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the old woman. Her apprehension gradually turned into determination.
"I am Therese, Therese von Trez …"
"I'm the former Empress of the Empire, Theresa II …"
After saying this, the girl seemed to have used up all her strength. She also seemed to have finally revealed the secret she had been holding in her heart. Her entire body instantly relaxed.
Then, there was nervousness, infinite nervousness. She lowered her head and curled up again, preparing to welcome the old woman's anger.
However, the imagined anger didn't come.
Instead, it was an old, rough, but very warm hand.
She gently placed it on the girl's head.
"I know."
The old woman's calm voice came from above.
Theresa was stunned.
She raised her head and looked at the old woman, only to find that she was looking at her gently.
"I recognized you from the first time I saw you. When you ascended the throne, I saw you from afar …"
"I don't have much power, but since a long, long time ago, I have a photographic memory of the people I see. Although ten years have passed, you don't seem to have changed much apart from growing taller …"
"So … I recognized you long ago."
The Eye of Truth!
Looking at the old woman's eyes that were as deep as the starry sky, such a name flashed through Theresa's mind in an instant.
It was an innate ability that had a very small probability of being born. It often appeared in those with Mythological bloodlines.
Manya City was once the place with the most Mythological descendants. Although the probability was very small, it wasn't impossible.
"You … don't you hate me?"
She couldn't help but ask.
The old woman shook her head and sighed, "It's all in the past.
"It's all in the past. Although I lost my daughter, didn't you also lose everything you had?"
As she spoke, the old woman sighed.
"Her Majesty Maria II was a good emperor. When she was on the throne, she had always been working for the rights of us commoners. This is something that everyone knows. However, the influence of the nobles and the church was too great …"
"You too. Ten years ago, you were only a child of thirteen or fourteen years old. You were also overthrown by the nobles. Even if I hate you, I should hate those nobles …"
Hearing the old woman's words, Theresa was slightly shocked.
She raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"But … but … but I heard …"
"I heard that after the Great Revolution, all the blame was pushed onto the royal family and the royalist nobles, right?"
The old woman smiled.
She sighed softly.
"This is all a conspiracy of some ambitious families and remaining nobles to divert the anger of the people."
"As early as three years ago, the Life Church released many files from the end of the empire. While exposing the ugliness of the nobles, it also made us commoners understand that the former Terence royal family wasn't that bad."
"Not to mention, you also lost everything. Even if there was a grudge, it has long been settled."
At this point, the old woman smiled.
"Now, we are all just members of the Republic of Mania."
Theresa looked at the old woman in a daze.
Gradually, tears filled her eyes.
"I … can I really be forgiven?"
She choked.
"Of course, no one resents you. I don't. Everyone doesn't. The past is the past. What we need to focus on is the future …"
The old woman said gently.
As she spoke, she gently patted the girl's back.
"Child, you are no longer Theresa II."
Hearing her words, Theresa's body trembled.
She finally couldn't help but hug the old woman and cry.
It was heart-wrenching, just like the night when she was lying in her teacher's arms.
However, that time, it was the sorrow of the country's destruction. This time, it was a complete farewell to the past that was filled with self-blame and fear.
The shadow that even the Legendary Mage Daniel couldn't help the girl walk out of was finally shattered at this moment.
…
By the time Theresa left the tower, it was already evening.
There were fewer tourists in the palace. They came and went, looking at everything with curiosity and excitement.
No one cared about the girl. They brushed past her and didn't even turn their heads.
At this moment, Theresa finally realized that it seemed that all this time … she had been shackling herself …
"Are you feeling better?"
A familiar voice came from behind her.
Theresa's heart skipped a beat. She turned around and saw Feng looking at her with a smile.
Her gaze was a little complicated.
"You … knew all this time?"
The girl asked.
"Of course, the only one who couldn't walk out of it was you."
Feng smiled.
As she spoke, she waved her hand lightly.
"Look at everyone's true expressions when they know your identity!"
Following Feng's movements, Theresa felt a gentle power enter her mind.
At the same time, the gazes of the tourists when she was recognized by the noble guide flashed in her mind again …
There was no resentment, no hostility, only curiosity and excitement.
It was as if they had seen a rare species.
Further away, there were two rich businessmen with magic cameras in their hands. They seemed eager to take a picture with them.
Theresa widened her eyes and was stunned for a moment.
She had been nervous about these details back then and didn't notice them.
"By the way, Theresa, this is your ID card. I've already asked someone to get it done. It's a residence permit for the Republic of Mania."
Feng smiled and handed over a magic crystal card.
Theresa hesitated for a moment and finally took it.
Yes …
Everything was over.
The Empire had become the dust of history along with the tide of the revolution. The past grudges had also disappeared with the changes of the world.
People bid farewell to the past, put down their hatred, and welcomed a better future.
And she should also walk 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 tightly.
A trace of relief flashed in her eyes, and in the end … it gradually became firm.
"Lady Feng."
"Hmm?"
"Can you tell me more about the Church of Life and what happened after the revolution?"
"You've thought it through?"
"Yes … I want to pull myself together and face tomorrow with a more high-spirited attitude. I want to face the dream in my heart …"
"Dream? So … you've found it? "
"No … Lady Feng, my dream has always been there and has never changed."
As she spoke, the girl looked into the distance with a firm gaze.
"That is to bring happiness to the people …"
"But you're no longer the Empress."
Feng smiled.
Theresa also smiled.
But this time, it was a carefree smile.
"I know … but so what? The puppet Empress is just a shackle. I've let go of everything, and I've obtained freedom. This time, I'll no longer be the Empress, but the identity of a commoner. I'll work hard for my dream. And even as a commoner, I can do a lot … Don't forget, I'm a Mage! A genius Mage! "
"Then, I'll look forward to it."
Feng said with a smile.
The golden setting sun shone down, elongating the shadows of the two people.
The girl's eyes were unprecedentedly bright.
Suddenly, an excited voice came from afar.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! "
It was the fallen noble Felix.
He was panting heavily and sweating profusely. His face was full of excitement.
"Your Majesty! I've finally met you! "
Theresa retracted her gaze.
Her gaze fell on Felix.
There was no apprehension or anger.
She smiled softly, shook her head, and said,
"No, sir."
"Theresa II is already dead. I'm a citizen of the Republic of Mania. You can call me Lady Theresa."
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