The bright and soft white light passes through the curtains and veils and falls on the head of the bed, just like every spring, but the vitality outside the window cannot pass through the window frame, there seems to be a clear division line, the house is empty, quiet, and the fragrance is lingering.

It brings a trace of medicine to the house.

A familiar voice came from outside the door, "...Your Highness the Princess is afraid that it has not been too long. This cannot be cured by medicine. Your Majesty, please prepare early..."

"Go down, I understand, don't worry, it's not your fault. The lifespan of mortals is limited, but unfortunately the fairies are unwilling to lend a helping hand, wait for the Elf Elfs to reply..."

The sound at the other end of the wall seemed muffled.

The bronze carvings on the corner of the low cabinet on one side were somewhat rusty green and dark, as if they were in the year and month. There was only a vase on it and a bouquet of purple daffodils were inserted.

In Aitalia, the kind of flowers are given magic by the god of joy and the god of wine Annephus. The flower language is loneliness and beauty, but the master here hopes that he is ordinary but healthy.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door was pushed open.

A figure sneaked into the room, and the moonlight passed through the window frame and shone on the gauze at the bedside.

The young man half-kneeled beside the bed, staring at her with some affection.

She looked at him with some angrily, her distant cousin, who shouldn't have come to her room at this time. Although she has experienced many experiences with them, this place is her bedroom after all.

But the next moment, that anger disappeared-

The young man held her hand with some trembling trembling and whispered: "I'm sorry, but I won't ask you for forgiveness. I'll take you away. They plan to give up on you, but I won't. Are you willing to believe us? Gerdham, Helinwell and others, we will definitely save you."

"Where are you going to take me?"

"A long distance, but you will wake up, I swear," the man held her hand tightly, "everything will be like a dream. When you wake up, everything will return to what it used to be."

She did not believe that time could go back, and that mortals should obey the arrangements of fate.

But she is willing to believe in her lover.

She nodded slightly.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

After that, it was like a dream, time was silent in the dark underground. She didn't know when she could start to feel herself and watch them improve their bodies bit by bit.

She stared at the small space, the firelights lit up in the fireplace, they communicated with each other, talked loudly, the empire changed in their mouths, and she thought of her elderly father.

But everyone is together for a long time, and there are less and less disputes, and then one person is missing and two are missing. The most talented Hayn student leaves first, followed by the gloomy magician.

The Elkins Dynasty was destroyed, and everything she had known in the past had long collapsed and turned into ashes, but there was no ripple in her heart, and even her father and mother were left with a vague image.

The memories of the past seem to become a little strange.

But the machinery cannot speak, and only silence remains underground. Everyone she often wants to leave, has the student of the great alchemist realized his ideal and become famous?

Did the young man from the Draka family get the position of head of the family as he wished and explain his great discovery to the magicians?

The world on the ground may have spent spring after spring, year after year, until the person who was familiar with it returned to her again, he looked older and more mature.

He placed his hand on its metal shell and looked at it with a melancholy look.

There was still a muffled sound outside the door, but it became younger: "We may not be able to finish it anymore. Haylinwell is missing, and the warlocks are not willing to help us."

"We need our own strength," he said. "Friston is right. We cannot be bound by an old world. We must use our own strength to build a new world. In that world we can not only save her, but also save many people."

"But the green star—"

"Gerdham, don't argue with me. Helinwell has left. As for that person, I don't trust him. Only you can help me, stay and help me, okay?"

Long-lasting silence.

The door was closed, the flames in the fireplace were extinguished, and it never rekindled again for a long time afterwards.

That was the last time it saw the last of them.

Gerdham stood in front of it, staring at the huge mechanical body for a long time, with a look that made it feel strange, and said, "I know you are not her, and I can't tell who you should be. We are not your creators, but you should remember her."

"Your name is Aona, Aona Lesvina, and was once a princess who destroyed the dynasty. Your father and mother have devoted all their love to you, and the people around you are willing to treat you kindly."

"Of course, those may not mean to you, but I hope you can at least remember the time you were born-"

"I'm leaving," he reached out and took the key from it. "Maybe I won't see you again in the future. We will leave Ota here to accompany you. One day in the future you can look at the world with your own eyes, and hope you can treat everything well."

Time underground is silent for a long time.

Many people have come, and many people have left again.

Under Ota's gaze, Helinwell's students completed the final part of the projector, and a girl's phantom was born:

"I am Aona, Aona Lesvina, the princess of the Empire, Helinwell and Gerdham should have told you about me, and in this place you should be led by me."

The craftsmen looked at each other.

But she could still remember every face at that time, including those who had been exploited and deceived by it.

Because they had promised to wake her up from that long and cold dream, but they deceived her and abandoned her in this dark and deep underground.

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Then a city was built underground and turned into ruins over the long years.

Until she saw the young man again, the shadows in her memory overlapped with him and gradually turned into one, and came to her again seven hundred years later.

"…Jer…Dem,…Hairlin…Will…, are you…”

But will the mechanical soul dream?

Dreaming of the distant past.

Fang Zhu was watching the huge machinery buried by the rocks. The shell on one side had completely sunk into it, and magic sparks flashed inside, and the metal wrists and feet were completely hanging on the ground, scattered all over the ground.

After passing through the portal, he appeared in this underground cavity. He didn't know how deep it was, nor where it was located under the Nordspits mine. He didn't walk far away, and saw the girl buried under the rocks here.

Teleportation triggered a huge collapse, and the alchemy masterpieces from three geniuses seven centuries ago could not defeat the power of nature.

The light shot out from the projector became very scattered, and the image of the girl appeared and disappeared sometimes. But she still raised her head and noticed the arrival of Fang Zhu, and her voice became more and more intermittent.

"You...win, Mr. Ed... Jay... Erd... Ms. said... That's right... you treat this... world with malicious intentions, and the world... also responds with malicious intentions."

"It's not as complicated as you think, Ms. Aona. It's just that this portal was established too long... And after we entered the portal, someone seemed to have forcibly disturbed it. The chain reaction caused space shocks and caused the rock formation below to collapse naturally, that's all."

Fang Zhu shook his head.

"Are you... mocking me..., Mr. Ed?"

"No." Fang Zhu stepped forward. The girl looked at him vigilantly, raised a metal claw in front of this direction, but another magic spark came out from under the shell, causing the wrist and foot to fall heavily.

"Don't move around, the magic circuit under your shell should have been cut off. Let me see if I can find a way to get you out and check if the central crystal is damaged," Fang Yu stopped her and said, "As long as the star device is still intact, I should be able to repair you."

The girl was stunned.

Shouldn't she and them be enemies?

She couldn't help but look at the other person with suspicion.

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Aona, I was just protecting myself before, and I had some questions to get answers from you," Fang Yu said, trying to use his hands to pull a rock pressing against the metal shell. "Killing you will not be of any benefit to us, and you no longer pose any threat to me and my companions at this moment."

He used some force, but the rock did not move, and the falling rocks seemed to be tightly embedded with each other. He could summon a flexible structure to assist, but it was difficult to ensure that the rock layer above would not loosen and cause a second collapse.

Fang Yu frowned, thinking about how to solve this dilemma.

His back was completely turned to the other person.

But the girl looked at him with a complicated look, hesitated for a while, but gave up her plan to take action. Because she was not sure, let alone if she killed the other party, she would be trapped here.

"Why...you still call me...Aona, you know...I...isn't...that...Your Highness..."

"Does... in your opinion, I am not... a magician... a monster...?"

"The name is just a code name, Ms. Aona," Fang Rong replied without thinking, "If Gerdham, Helinwell and Friston think you are Aona, then you are."

"Does the magician... have a name?"

"Of course, everything can have names, and the structure is naturally no different, just like the knight-type annihilation, angel, and dragon hunter," Fang Zun replied, looking back at the girl, "Of course, if you want to have a unique name that belongs only to you, it's not impossible. Just like Mr. Ota, but it depends on yourself, not others."

"You... look at it like this..." The girl's voice was a little confused, as if the voice crystal had been damaged to a certain extent, full of noise, "Depending on... me?"

Fang Zhu looked at the huge mechanical body and it was difficult to associate it with the weak girl in front of him. He knew that she was not the real Aona Lesvina, nor the princess of the last dynasty.

But part of her memory should indeed come from the original master, and now he can roughly guess the beginning and end of the story, one of the six geniuses wanted to recreate the miracle of life with the help of alchemy.

But what they created was not a person, but a mechanical soul. The feat that was wrong is hard to say is an important step in the history of alchemy, because using human souls to conduct alchemy experiments has always been a taboo in this field.

It is difficult for him to judge whether the original intentions of those geniuses are right or wrong, but they may have such considerations when they choose to bury this technology here.

And what happened after that may be another story, at least he shouldn't get the answer from Aona.

But at the end of the story, a semi-finished mechanical soul chasing fanatically the way to turn itself into a human being, and it transforms itself into another phantom in its own dream.

The phantom originated from the deepest memory in its heart, belonging to the memory of the last princess. In that memory, it was Aona Lesvina, and that princess was also itself.

That memory is not created for no reason.

But it once truly belonged to a weak girl.

"You can be her, but you don't have to be her," Fang Zhu replied. "I think Gerdham and the others finally gave up on you. It was also because of this reason that they realized that they had created a life, but they violated the taboo. This is unfair to the princess and you, so they handed over the choice to you. They just took the keys, but did not really destroy you."

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Fang Yu shook his head, and he also wanted to know what happened seven hundred years ago. After all, it was not only related to the star device, the Zero Magic Furnace, but also to the secret of Zero Crystal and the origin of Miss Tata.
To be continued...