“…What are you…laughing at…” Sophia was a little confused.

“It’s okay,” Pace restrained his smile, “It’s okay…”

Looking at the white fireworks on the top of the spire, Pace sighed deeply again:

“…You must be having a great time, little princess…”

……

A few hours later, the expedition team arrived at the sea of ​​flowers following the coordinates given by Pace. According to the terrain they mapped along the way, this is the highest point of the pole and also the center of the pole.

The center of the pole was actually full of flowers.

As for the spire in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, according to Qi Langfang’s confirmation, it was exactly the [Hafurgard Spire] that disappeared from the Black Tide Land fifteen years ago. It was the stronghold established by the Hafurgard tribe when they first landed on the Dust Star.

Hafgard…When Sophia heard this name, she suddenly remembered the author of the poem…

Her name seems to be…Perlis Hafgard.

After confirming that it was the [Hafurgard Spire], many people in the expedition team cheered. Sophia didn’t know why they looked so happy. She had been acting coquettishly to her sister Eshilia for half a month to get the qualification to board the ship. Originally, they were just here for sightseeing.

However, Sophia didn’t care much about what those people were shouting. She was more concerned about Uncle Pace. Logically, Pace shouldn’t be in this place. He should be sitting on the throne of Monark Fortress, busy with all kinds of affairs while putting on a steely face full of hatred and resentment.

How did this guy sneak into the Blue Reef? Sofia thought she had sneaked all over the expedition ship in the past few months, but she had never seen Pace.

It’s really strange…that guy actually stared at the silver tower for half an hour without moving.

“…”

Throughout the whole day, Sophia witnessed all kinds of strange scenes. For example, she saw Captain Grissom staggering over and looking at the silver tower with tears streaming down his face, while the always quiet sister Mei took off her hat and her hands shook.

Sophia didn’t dare to ask. She always felt that she would not get an answer even if she asked. After all, these guys looked so sad.

However, she really likes this sea of ​​flowers, she likes it very much.

She had an idea, but there were too many people around to implement it.

So, Sophia went into the makeshift tent nearby and fell asleep without any worries.

It was not until the Broken Moon Misala rose into the sky that Sophia crawled out of the tent and slipped into the sea of ​​flowers like a kitten.

The sea of ​​flowers was even more beautiful under the moonlight. The silvery moonlight outlined the edges of the pure white petals, making them look like veiled nuns. Sophia strolled in the sea of ​​flowers and unknowingly came to the front of the silver spire.

She raised her head and looked up at the silver spire. The pure white flame was burning even in the dark night, but it did not emit a light as dazzling as the sun. Instead, it was as quiet and restrained as moonlight.

Above the white flame, the morning star was shining brightly. The star pointed the way for Sophia in the snowstorm. When she looked into its eyes again, Sophia smiled softly:

“Thank you.”

Then she bent down and dug a small hole in the soil between the roots of the flower. Then she took out a golden locket that had been burned half black from her pocket and put it in the hole.

The broken pendant box fell into the soil, and the golden part reflected the moonlight from the sky and was reflected in Sophia’s eyes.

Sophia opened her mouth and wanted to say something several times, but no sound came out. In the end, she just smiled gently.

Then she filled the hole with soil and buried the locket.

After doing this, she lay down in the sea of ​​flowers, put her hands behind her head, and looked at the starry sky.

She just stared blankly in the sea of ​​flowers. She didn’t know how long it had been before a man’s face suddenly blocked most of the starry sky in front of her eyes.

“Get out of the way,” Sophia yelled.

“This is the extreme point, there may be wild animals around,” Pace said seriously, “Let’s go back to the tent.”

“I’m not,” Sophia shook her head, then patted her side, “Stay with me, Lord Tyrant.”

“Call me Uncle Pace.”

“Stay with me, Uncle Pace.”

Listening to Sophia’s condescending tone, Pace sighed helplessly and lay down beside her.

The two of them stared at the night sky in silence for a long time, and Pace suddenly spoke:

“Sophia, about your father, actually…”

Pace’s mouth was suddenly covered by Sofia’s index finger. He glanced sideways and saw that Sofia was still looking at the starry sky with a smile on her peaceful face.

“If you don’t say it, it won’t come true.”

Peston paused, turned his gaze to the starry sky, and whispered:

“He is the bravest warrior I have ever met and the man who changed the fate of the mountain people.”

“I just remember that the meat he pickled was delicious.” Sophia said lightly.

“You know what? He bet on me,” Pace said to himself, “He thinks I can change the ancient Thebes. He thinks those old traditions are no longer suitable for the new era, nor for his little flower.”

“Xiaohua, you’re not talking about me, are you?” Sophia laughed, “I’m not some…”

“Sophia, do you think I did it?”

Pace’s voice suddenly became extremely serious. Sophia was stunned for a moment and turned to look at those black eyes.

She saw many emotions in those black eyes – hesitation, caution, and nothing like the majestic emperor sitting on the top of the mountain.

Sophia opened and closed her lips, and finally nodded slightly.

After thinking for a while, Sophia whispered:

“Uncle Pace is great. They are all afraid of you. Some kids in school even say you are a bloodthirsty monster, but I know you are not that kind of person. You are very gentle.”

Pace chuckled and sighed, then spoke:

“A girl told me a long time ago that being kind to your enemies is being cruel to those behind you. When facing monsters, you can only defeat them by becoming a monster.”

“I know what you’re going to say next. You’re going to say that after defeating the monster, you must control yourself and not turn yourself into a new monster,” Sophia quickly interrupted. “You’ve mentioned this more than once in your works! Great writer of the Snow Wind School!”

That’s right, in addition to the “Tyrant” on Wanren Mountain, Pace is also a writer of the “Snow Wind School” and has written a lot of thought-provoking works.

However, he is not very famous, so people mainly know Pace Monarch as the “Tyrant”.

Looking at his adopted daughter’s smug expression, Pace rubbed her head and looked up at the starry sky.

“That girl has been gone for a long time. I miss her very much.”

“Do you like her very much?” Sophia asked cautiously.

“Of course I do.”

“You like me more than Sister Eshilia?”

“It’s a different kind of liking.” Pace tapped Sophia’s forehead gently.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Sophia rubbed her forehead, “So, where did she go?”

Sophia regretted it the moment she said it. She tried to change the topic of battle, but only saw Pace smile.

The man with black hair and black eyes pointed his finger to the sky in the sea of ​​flowers, pointing to the [White Flame Constellation], pointing to the morning star hanging above the sea of ​​flowers.

“She was right there, watching us all the time.”

Looking at the calm and indifferent smile on Pace’s face, Sophia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood everything.

She seemed to understand all of a sudden why Pace came here and why he looked so sad when he looked at the morning star.

But she didn’t ask anything, just as Pace didn’t ask her why he came to the sea of ​​flowers late at night, she didn’t ask Pace who he was missing.

If you don’t say it, it won’t come true.

Sophia stretched out in the sea of ​​flowers, her lake-blue eyes reflecting the light of the stars. She looked at the starry sky as if she was looking at a black gem.

Fifteen years have passed, and the starry sky is still bright and the night is still gentle.

……

“The struggle of humans can only be fought by humans.”

“…”

Chaoqu Suburbs – Qilang Republic

On a rainy night, the outline of the mansion was faintly visible among the birch trees.

A light broke through the rain, stopped in front of the door of the mansion, and hung silently.

Half a minute later, the door of the mansion opened automatically, revealing its dark interior.

The messenger walked through the hall of the mansion and met the man in the study on the second floor. He was sitting behind the desk, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window at the rain, watching the silver-white lightning snake jumping repeatedly among the clouds.

“Mr. Yan Chu, the image has been identified. The Alliance’s expedition team has found the Hafurgard Spire at the pole,” the messenger reported respectfully. “There is a bit of white flame burning on it. It is real white flame.”

The man by the French window did not turn his head. He looked at the rain calmly. The armchair swayed with the rhythm of the raindrops:

“So, the conjecture was confirmed, right?”

A loud thunder flashed by, illuminating Yan Chu’s outline which had been carved more and more deeply by time, making him look like an oriental-style statue of a god.

“A lone girl walked to the throne of God, cut it down, and took its place.”

“We have sent our best team of scientists to study White Flame,” the messenger whispered, “I will continue to report the latest developments to you.”

“There’s no need to panic. Fifteen years have passed. Even though the Tomb is disintegrating faster and faster, the starry sky has not posed a threat to us.”

Yan Chu said this while tapping the handle of the recliner with his fingers.

“Let us hope that she will always remain a gentle god, or else we shall be forced to drive a spear through her heart.”

“After all, we can only be called human if we solve human problems with human power, right?”

Yan Chu turned around and looked at the dark study room – no one was there.

Thunder roared in the sky above Chaoqu City. On such a rainy day, people hid in tall buildings, creating an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

……

“Every story has an ending, but the ending does not mean the end, but a new beginning.”

“Fates will converge, diverge, and also…”

Sitting at the wooden table, when Perlis wrote this, she was at a loss for a moment.

She has only recently started trying to write, hoping to continue her childhood habit, but she feels that her pen is too weak to write down many of her ideas.

The girl bit the tip of her pen and thought quietly until a cup of coffee was placed on the table:

“Take a break. You can’t write a good article if you dwell on trivial matters. No one is rushing you anyway.”

Carly, dressed in an elegant maid outfit, held a plate and gave Perlis a gentle smile.

“Well…it’s okay…I’m free now anyway…” Perlis stretched.

“We won’t be idle for long. The cafe will open tomorrow. Our boss lady must welcome the first batch of customers in the best spirit.”

“Don’t call me boss lady, it makes me look old.” Pearlis muttered.

“Okay~ Then Miss Manager~”

Carly said this and turned to go to the kitchen. She had recently become obsessed with “creating” new dishes and snacks, and even got herself a maid outfit that looked pretty decent.

Perlis picked up the warm coffee, took a sip, and exhaled. She looked at the simple and elegant coffee shop in front of her, and recalled the time she and Carly had spent decorating it together.

The poet came to give advice on the decoration plan several times, but she drove him away every time. Pearlis knew exactly how the decoration should be done. She had seen in her memory what the cafe should look like.

Hallilali and Coles had already envisioned what the cafe should look like, and all Pearls had to do was replicate it.

A small cafe.

“…”

While thinking, the girl looked towards the bar by the door, her eyes focused on the two small white flowers with intertwined roots.

The two small flowers were well maintained in the vase, and the pure white petals emitted a little light.

Perlis smiled gently and turned to look out the window. The endless sea of ​​flowers stretched from her eyes to the end of the horizon. The flowers swayed in the breeze like a girl’s pleated skirt fluttering in the wind.

She made a wish that there would be no more towers on every horizon.

……

…《Pure White Fireworks》End…

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