"Go away! You filthy beggar! "
Someone pushed her hard, but she did not move an inch. Instead, she watched as the other person staggered two steps back.
The arrogant look on his face immediately disappeared. After glaring at her fiercely, the other person left dejectedly.
She was unmoved and continued to move into the crowd. Seeing this woman in tattered clothes, most people frowned and avoided her. Just like that, she slowly moved to the inner city gate of the Kingdom of Graycastle.
There was already a sea of people here. Although the inner city did not have a traditional city wall or gate, people still erected a symbolic gate made of wooden strips and garlands. On both sides of the gate stood a row of warriors in full body armor. The exquisite armor reflected a dazzling luster under the sun. The hollow, eagle-shaped armor on their shoulders and the iris decorations on their chests, coupled with the handsome faces of the warriors, caused a group of rich girls to shout and scream.
The warriors were all wearing red fur cloaks that dragged on the ground. From afar, it looked like a red wall. It was these handsome and mighty warriors that separated the crowd, leaving a path several feet wide behind the gate.
Flags were fluttering on the side of the road. Many long golden flags hung from the top of the flagpoles, giving off a solemn feeling. There were many different patterns embroidered on the flags, most of which were towers and spears. She knew that this pattern represented the royal family of Graycastle, which was also the host of today's ceremony.
Today was the coming of age ceremony of Princess Tilly Wimbledon.
As early as a week ago, this matter had already spread like wildfire, and everyone in the city knew about it. Other than the local nobles of Graycastle, there were also many envoys from other kingdoms. They brought gifts and marriage contracts, hoping to win the favor of Princess Tilly.
The Church would also send a bishop to preside over this ceremony, which would be held in the Dawn Square in the center of the city. At that time, the royal family would give out meat porridge and thick soup, which was also the reason why so many people were attracted.
But she did not come for food.
Her target was the archbishop.
Presumably, killing an archbishop in front of the eyes of the Kingdom would definitely make the Church lose face and greatly damage its prestige. The sweet taste of revenge always made her excited. She touched her chest. There was a short knife that she had stolen. Although it was of low quality, it was enough to kill a mortal.
Suddenly, an earth-shattering cheer came from the crowd, interrupting her thoughts. She looked towards the inner city and saw the Royal Knight Regiment marching neatly towards her. The Knight who was walking at the front was dressed in shiny clothes. Their red cloaks with golden edges fluttered behind them like clusters of leaping flames.
Behind the Knight was a carriage pulled by four horses. The walls of the carriage were engraved with the emblem of the Graycastle royal family. The wheels and frame of the carriage were gilded. A bright red triangular flag fluttered on the roof, and silk embroidered with golden threads hung from the four corners of the carriage. At a glance, the entire procession looked like a moving golden ocean.
The crowd followed the convoy to Dawn Square. She was also mixed in the crowd and entered the periphery of the square. The inner circle had been isolated by the guards. Only the nobles could watch the ceremony up close. She estimated that it would only take a few seconds for her to rush over. As long as the Archbishop stepped onto the square, he would not be able to escape from her.
The children of the royal family jumped out of the carriage. Those who slowly walked onto the central platform were probably the five children of Wimbledon III.
Among these people, she saw Princess Tilly Wimbledon.
There was no doubt that the 5th Princess was the main character of the day. Her eyes shone with a lively light, as transparent as a gem. Her neat side-parted bangs matched her refreshing gray long hair without any accessories. Her appearance was especially outstanding among her siblings. The patterns on her dress were not complicated, and it matched her temperament perfectly. And the most incredible thing was that she actually looked past the layers of the crowd and directly at herself. Then, she nodded slightly as if greeting her, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
This was definitely not an illusion. In an instant, she had the same feeling. This feeling was incomparably intimate, as if they were friends who had known each other for many years. It was warm and sweet. It did not come from the recognition of blood, identity, or status, but from … the resonance of magic.
Unconsciously, she let go of the hilt of the knife and quietly watched the woman on the platform.
After the ceremony, two guards found her and wanted to take her into the palace.
As long as she had the intention to refuse, the guards could not stop her. But she did not ask anything. She followed the two into the inner city, and finally entered the magnificent palace from a side path.
In a secret room of the palace, she stood in front of Princess Tilly.
… So that's how it is.
What an unfortunate story. So that's how you ended up in Graycastle.
Don't worry, you don't have to wander anymore. You can stay with me.
I will give you a good makeup and make sure that they will never recognize you again.
I have inquired about it. The monastery was destroyed by fire and all the children are missing. The whole building is in ruins and ashes.
Did you have a name before?
In that case, I will call you Ashes.
…
When Ashes opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Maggie's face.
Maggie blinked and then hugged her. "You finally woke up, coo!"
She tried to move her fingers. There was no feeling of weakness or numbness as she expected, and there was no sharp pain in her waist.
"How long was I in a coma?"
"An afternoon," Maggie said, "Nana said that as long as you are cured, you can wake up at any time. But at this time your body will be very tired. Let it take its course and rest for a while. When you wake up, it will be much better for your energy to recover. "
Ashes patted Maggie's head and slowly sat up from the bed. She opened her clothes and found that her abdomen was intact. The huge wound was like a nightmare. When she woke up, it disappeared without a trace.
"She … how did she cure me?"
"I guess you don't want to know," Maggie curled her lips. When she saw Ashes's determined eyes, she said, "They collected your scattered … uh, parts and filled them into your stomach. Then Nana used her magic to restore them to their original state. I heard from Lightning that the more parts she collected, the faster she can cure them. If a limb is completely lost, she can't make it grow back. "
Ashes felt goosebumps all over her body, "Then the dirt and grass that got stuck on it are also …"
"After the wound heals, the dirt is discharged outside. Her ability seems to be able to distinguish what is useful and what is useless."
She breathed a sigh of relief and rolled out of bed. She tried to feel the strength of her body. The result was just like Nana said. After waking up, she didn't feel weak. Instead, she felt stronger than ever.
Ashes put on her black robe, looked at the sky outside the window, and walked toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Maggie asked.
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