After stopping for a while, Lorraine Hill also bought a bouquet of light white flowers, placed it gently under the stone monument, closed his eyes and prayed.

After a while, the two slowly left the place and walked towards the palace in the north of the square.

Now it is no longer the palace of the Xifeng royal family, but has been transformed into the political center of Crancia. Countless people wearing white robes and blue and gold badges come and go. They are officials and affairs officers belonging to the country, assisting

Handling various matters in this huge country.

"Sister Luo Lan, look!"

Ye Ling pointed to the hillside behind the palace, where a white and beautiful statue stood. It was a statue of a girl with three pairs of wings on her back. She was wearing a long dress, and her wings were spread out and slightly curved, as if

The rain that blocked the sky was holding a lantern high in one hand, looking at the distant sky, while the other hand was slightly raised back, and the slender fingers were stretched.

Under her body, a group of small statues of various shapes were walking forward along the arc of the skirt. The arc of the skirt was like a raised mountain road, leading them to the direction pointed by the light.

The images of these little people come from various races, including horned orcs, emaciated humans, winged tribes with wings on their backs, and men and women with rabbit ears. Their clothes and the things they hold in their hands also represent different races.

Occupations include scholars wearing long robes holding books, warriors wearing armor holding long swords, sailors wearing sailing hats holding sextants, farmers holding hoes, and workers holding wrenches and shovels.

, as well as the elderly, children, etc. Hundreds of small figures gathered on the graceful arc of the skirt, constantly climbing forward, approaching step by step the front guided by the lantern.
Chapter completed!