Game of the World Tree Chapter 943: Teresa’s dream (final)

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Teresa kept running... running...

She didn't know where she wanted to go, she only knew 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 breached the palace that night.

The girl kept running... running...

When she stopped panting, she had unknowingly climbed to the highest tower in the palace.

That was her favorite place when she was young. Whenever she was sad, she would hide alone in the attic of the tower and cry.

Every time, it was her elderly grandmother Maria II who finally found her in the attic, smiled and stroked her head, comforting her not to cry and to be strong.

Her grandmother was a competent queen, but she was also a kind grandmother.

It's just that everything is gone.

My grandmother is gone, my home is gone, and my identity is gone.

She could only live in anonymity. She would wake up from her sleep countless nights, dreaming of the night when her country was destroyed and her family was destroyed.

No hatred.

After she traveled with her teacher, she realized that the destruction of Holy Manyia was a matter of course.

However, she didn't know how to face the hatred of the angry people.

She doesn’t know what kind of trial will happen when her identity is made public.

The girl hid in the attic, curled up, and kept crying.

Fear, confusion, sadness...

A variety of emotions intertwined together, making her want to escape from this world.

"Stop crying...it won't look good if your eyes are red from crying."

Theresa was slightly shocked when her grandmother's kind voice came.

What caught my eye was a handkerchief.

She slowly raised her head and saw her grandmother holding a handkerchief, looking at her curiously and anxiously.

Teresa was in a trance. Her grandmother's figure disappeared and was replaced by an elderly woman.

Looking at his clothes, he seems 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 some happy things."

Teresa looked at the old woman blankly, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stretched out her hand.

At this moment, she thought of her grandmother.

"Thank you..."

The girl choked.

The handkerchief was not made of good material and was patched, but it was washed very clean.

Teresa wiped her eyes, hesitated, and said:

"Thank you, I'll clean it and return it to you..."

After speaking, she silently recited the incantation and performed the cleaning technique.

Seeing the brilliance of magic, the old woman’s eyes flashed with nostalgia:

"Cleaning magic... I really miss it."

Teresa was slightly startled:

"Are you...also a mage?"

She did not sense the fluctuation of magic power in the old woman.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person."

The old woman shook her head.

"Then...how can you recognize the Cleansing Technique?"

Teresa was curious for a moment.

This old woman reminded her of her grandmother, and the anxiety in her heart dissipated a lot unconsciously, replaced by doubts.

"Daughter...my daughter is. She often uses cleaning skills to help me clean."

The old woman said, her smile was very proud.

Teresa was stunned and nodded slowly.

The old woman didn't speak any more. She stood in front of the tower window and looked out the window quietly.

The sun shone on her stooped back, casting a thin shadow on the ground.

Teresa followed her gaze and saw the distant view of the Royal Palace, and beyond, the criss-crossing streets of the city.

Here, you can overlook the entire Manyia, and it was also her favorite place to gaze into the distance when she was a child.

Prosperity, peace, and abundance.

"Is the scenery beautiful?"

Noticing Teresa's gaze, the old woman asked with a smile.

Teresa nodded.

Beautiful.

Of course it's beautiful.

Ever since she was a child, her favorite thing was the scenery here.

"I think it's beautiful too..."

The old woman sighed.

Teresa’s heart moved:

"Are you...also a tourist?"

"Yeah, I'm old and can't walk anymore. It took me a lot of effort to climb up."

The old woman slapped her back and laughed at herself.

"Alone? Where is your daughter?"

Teresa was a little confused.

The old woman was silent.

Just when Theresa was wondering if she had said the wrong thing, the old man spoke again:

"She is no longer here."

"No more?"

Teresa's eyes widened.

The old woman nodded and sighed:

"It's been almost ten years...During the Great Revolution, she joined the resistance and died during the attack on Dororia Castle. Until the last moment of her life, she still held high the banner of the revolution..."

As he spoke, the old man looked at Teresa and said with a smile:

"When I saw you, I thought of her. If she were still alive, she would be as good as you now. Your cleaning skills look much better than hers."

After hearing what the old woman said, Teresa was slightly shocked.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to that terrifying night again, but this time, along with fear was a strong sense of guilt.

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

The girl lowered her head and said.

The old woman smiled:

"What are you apologizing for? I've already given up on it myself."

After speaking, the old woman looked out the window again and sighed:

"The priest of the Church of Life said that revolution... always involves sacrifices. It is precisely because of the efforts of countless heroes that today's peace and happiness are achieved..."

"I am proud of my daughter."

After listening to the old woman’s words, Theresa’s eyes were very complicated.

She lowered her head, clenched her hands, and pursed her lips tightly...

Silence.

A long silence.

"I'm sorry..."

After a moment, Teresa lowered her head and repeated.

"Kid, it's okay, you don't need to apologize."

The old woman shook her head.

Teresa gritted her teeth and shook her head:

"No...I must apologize..."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the old woman, her anxiety gradually turning into determination:

"I am Theresa, Theresa von Treis..."

"I am Theresa II, the former empress of the empire..."

After saying this, the girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and seemed to finally reveal the secret she had been holding in her heart. She relaxed instantly.

Then she became nervous, infinitely nervous. She lowered her head and curled up again, preparing to face the old woman's anger.

However, the imagined anger did not come.

In its place was an old, rough, but warm hand.

Put it gently on the girl's head.

"I know."

The old woman's calm words came from above.

Teresa 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 took a look at you from a distance..."

"I don't have much power, but I have never forgotten the people I met since a long time ago. Although ten years have passed, you don't seem to have changed much except that you have grown taller... ”

"So...I have recognized it a long time ago."

The Eye of True Seeing!

Looking at the old woman's pupils, which were as deep as the stars in the sky, for a moment, such a name flashed in Theresa's mind.

That is an innate ability that has a very small probability of being born. It often appears in bloodlines with mythical bloodlines.

Mannia City was once the place with the most descendants of mythology. Although the probability is extremely small, it is not 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. Although I lost my daughter, didn't you also lose everything about yourself?"

As he spoke, the old woman sighed:

"Her Majesty Maria II is a good emperor. During her reign, she has always been running for the rights of our common people. This is a well-known thing. However, the power of the nobility and the church is too huge... …”

"You too, ten years ago you were just a boy of thirteen or fourteen, and you were ignored by the nobles. Even if I hate it, I should hate those nobles..."

After hearing what the old woman said, Teresa was slightly shocked.

She raised her head, her eyes full of disbelief:

"But...but...but I heard..."

"I heard that all the blame after the Revolution was placed on the royal family and the royalist nobles, right?"

The old woman smiled.

She sighed softly:

"This is all a conspiracy by some careerists and remaining aristocrats, in order to divert the anger of the people."

"As early as three years ago, the Church of Life 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 Tres royal family was not that bad."

"Not to mention, you also lost everything. Even if there was any grudge, it would have been settled long ago."

Speaking of this, the old woman smiled:

"Now, we are all just members of the Republic of Maninia."

Teresa looked at the old woman blankly.

Gradually, tears filled her eyes.

"Can I... really be forgiven?"

She choked.

"Of course, no one resents you, not me, not everyone. The past is in the past, what we need to focus on is the future..."

The old woman said gently.

As she spoke, she patted the girl's back gently:

"Child, you are no longer Teresa II."

After hearing her words, Teresa's body was shaken.

She finally couldn't help it, hugged the old woman and cried.

Heart-breaking, just like lying in the teacher's arms that night when the country was destroyed.

It’s just that that time was the sorrow of the country’s collapse, but this time it was a complete farewell to the past full of self-blame and fear.

The shadow that even the legendary mage Daniel could not let the girl out of was finally broken at this moment.

……

It was already evening when Theresa left the tower.

There are a lot fewer tourists in the palace. They come and go, looking at everything with novelty and excitement.

No one cared about the girl, they passed her by without even looking back.

At this moment, Teresa finally realized that it seemed that she had been shackles on herself all along...

"Feeling better?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Teresa's heart moved. She turned around and saw Feng looking at her with a smile.

Her eyes were a little complicated.

"Did you... always know?"

The girl asked.

"Of course, the only one who has been unable to come out is yourself."

Feng laughed.

As she spoke, she waved her hand gently:

"Look at everyone's real expressions when they know your identity!"

With the movement of the wind, Teresa felt a gentle force pouring into her mind.

At the same time, when she was recognized by the noble guide, the eyes of those tourists flashed in the girl's mind again...

No resentment, no hostility, just curiosity and excitement.

It was like seeing a rare species.

Farther away, there are two wealthy businessmen carrying magic cameras, eager to try them out, as if they want to take a photo with them.

Teresa's eyes widened and she was stunned for a moment.

She was so worried about these details at the beginning that she didn't even notice them.

"By the way, Teresa, this is your ID card. I've asked someone to get it. It's the resident card of the Republic of Mania."

Feng smiled and handed over a magic crystal card.

Teresa hesitated for a moment and finally took it.

Yes...

It's all over.

The empire has faded into the dust of history with the wave of revolution, and the grudges and grudges of the past have also disappeared in the changing world.

People bid farewell to the past, let go of hatred, and face a better future.

And you should also get out of the shackles of fate and spirit and face a new tomorrow.

Taking a deep breath, the girl held the magic crystal card tightly.

A hint of relief flashed through her eyes, and finally... she became firm again.

"Ms. Feng."

"Huh?"

"Can you tell me more about Life Church and what happened after the Great Revolution?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Well...I want to cheer up and face tomorrow with a more high-spirited attitude and face the dreams in my heart..."

"Dream? So... you have found it?"

"No...Ms. Feng, my dream has always been there and has never changed."

As she spoke, the girl looked into the distance with firm eyes:

"That is to bring happiness to the people..."

"But you are no longer the queen."

Feng laughed.

Teresa smiled too.

Only this time, it’s a free and easy smile:

"I know...but so what? The puppet queen is just a shackle. Let go of everything, and I will be free. This time, I will no longer be a queen, but a commoner. I have an identity and work hard for my dreams, and even as a civilian, there is a lot I can do... Don’t forget, I am a mage! A genius mage!"

"Then, I'll wait and see."

Feng said with a smile.

The golden sunset cast down, stretching the shadows of the two of them very long...

The girl's eyes were brighter than ever.

Suddenly, an excited voice came from afar:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

It is Felix, a down-and-out court noble.

I saw him panting heavily, sweating profusely, and looking excited:

"Your Majesty! I finally see you!"

Teresa looked away.

Her eyes fell on Felix.

There is no anxiety or anger.

She smiled softly, shook her head and said:

"No, sir."

"Theresa II is dead. I am a citizen of the Republic of Mania. You can call me Ms. Theresa."