Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

Bronya felt a completely different state of mind from before she came down, and said with some emotion.

"That's because ever since you decided to come down with me, your previously unchanging fate has changed.

What kind of scenery I will see, what kind of people I will meet, and what kind of stories I will tell are all things I yearn for and look forward to. "

There was something beautiful in the boy's eyes that she didn't have.

Bronya did not ask why it was her, why she did this, or how she knew this past event that should have been kept strictly confidential. These questions had already been answered during this journey.

However, she still felt a little regretful about the journey that was about to end.

This expression of emotion was also caught by the other party. He smiled leisurely and looked at the town at the foot of the mountain.

"Bronya, do you want to see a bird flying?"

The girl, who was born within the giant wall and had never seen the magnificent scenery of the outside world, nor appreciated the beauty of the world, was a little stunned for a moment.

It was not until a long while later that she nodded woodenly and awkwardly expressed what was in her mind.

"Will that day come?"

"Of course. I've seen it many times before, but if I'm with you, perhaps even the familiar scenery will appear different."

The poet with the wind-like color winked playfully, and his voice became soft as if blending into the evening breeze.

"Friend, won't you go with me?"

Chapter 43 The Work of the Poet

For a moment, Bronya wanted to put everything aside and witness the scenery that Wendy described.

However, her eyes fell on the colorful lights hanging around and the empty houses in the town.

The responsibility in her heart outweighed everything, and the willful thought was hidden deeper as soon as it arose. She knew that if she really said it out loud, Wendy would definitely not refuse her.

But if that's the case, wouldn't it be a wasted trip...

Although she felt regretful, she curled the corners of her mouth and took off her headscarf, revealing her long silver curly hair that looked like spirals at the ends.

"—Huh. As expected, this is more comfortable."

She seemed to be answering a question irrelevantly.

Wendy tilted her head and looked a little surprised.

"Oh my, am I rejected twice by the same person?"

At first glance, the seemingly idle bard asked the girl, who was bound by responsibilities, for a date, but was rejected. However, the teasing in his eyes could not be hidden.

But Bronya was neither angry nor annoyed, she just responded with the same gentle smile.

"Can I take this as Wendy's wish?"

If it can be satisfied, would you be willing to stay here for me?

Even though she knew that the poet would never stay, she still couldn't help but want to play such a little trick.

Wendy also looked troubled, with her arms folded across her chest as she thought.

"Well... I really want to say yes, but if it's granted this time, I'll think about making a wish tomorrow and a wish the day after tomorrow."

He laughed out loud, as if he was amused by what he said.

"Even I would feel embarrassed!"

"Is that so... That's not fair. I told you my wish."

Bronya simply replied with a hint of resentment.

Then, there was a period of quiet time that did not seem dull, but rather particularly pleasant.

The two of them sorted out their thoughts and what they had gained from the trip, while also waiting for who would be the first to say goodbye.

Until one moment, a sleepy sigh that shouldn't have appeared at this time was heard, making Bronya turn around in surprise as if her tail was stepped on.

There stood a small child. No, it should be said that the place was already crowded with children.

Their bodies were not staring, but rather empty like spirits, their eyes, big and small, filled with deep anticipation.

The boy who had yawned earlier was now being pinched on the cheek by the girl playing with him, and he kept whimpering.

"Ah! We've been discovered by the poet brother, everyone run!"

The children scattered, and even the girl ran away while carrying the boy.

They passed through the amusement facility and then disappeared silently around the corner -

"they……"

Bronya blinked in confusion, as if she thought she was hallucinating.

But in the next moment, she saw a few little kids sticking their heads out from the other side, looking at her enthusiastically.

It looked like he didn't want to miss this rare show.

After seeing Wendy's guilty expression and the arrangements she had seen along the way, she suddenly spoke out.

"Did you bring everyone back here?"

"Hey?"

The poet of Fengse tried to play dumb and get away with it.

However, the next moment, he was greeted by an overly soft hug, accompanied by the shouting of children.

"—Thank you, Wendy."

She whispered in Wendy's ear.

The feeling was like the softest feather caressing your ears, which was a bit embarrassing.

Knowing that he could no longer hide the truth, the poet had no choice but to confess the truth.

"Sorry. I saw them lost in this town, so I thought I'd at least take them home..."

"No, don't apologize. We should be the ones thanking you..."

Bronya was not stupid. She had originally thought that Wendy had arranged these lights in advance just to create a certain atmosphere, but she had never imagined that he still had so many secrets hidden.

Because of this, the emotions surging in her heart made her do something that was contrary to her image.

But, I'm very happy...really very happy.

They were abandoned, but they can be led home by you who are so gentle.

……

After that, the girl poured out all her thoughts and ideas to the poet.

Those things I hope to do in the future, those answers I come up with through independent thinking, those... many, many words I want to say.

Until sleepiness gradually came over her, the girl, who had been working for too long without any rest, leaned on the poet's shoulder reluctantly and fell into a deep sleep.

Wendy didn't move, but tilted her body slightly to make her sleep more comfortable.

Then, he put his finger on his lips and made a "silence" gesture towards the boundary between reality and illusion where ripples appeared.

When the girl fell into a deep sleep, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xier who seemed to be in a bad mood.

Knowing it was wrong to keep it a secret for so long, he whispered, "Um, would you like me to provide you with a lap pillow? I haven't tried it myself, but it should be better than the stone floor."

"Hmph. Stop pretending. I'm not some upper-class lady. My highest record is seven days without sleep."

As if she was angry, Xier made a face at him.

But seeing that he didn't refute and just looked at her gently, she soon felt shy and embarrassed. In the end, she reluctantly came to sit next to him and muttered.

"I say. Is this guy so good that he deserves you to do all this for her?"

"Well, hasn't Xi'er already given her opinion on whether it's good or bad?"

Wendy didn't think that the other party just happened to appear. She was obviously worried, but she couldn't save face, so she simply went around in a circle and ran back to follow him all the way.

Such tsundere behavior was in perfect agreement with his impression of Xier.

Upon hearing this, Xier curled her lips and said.

"Hmph. I'm not like you, spoiling her forever... If it were me, I should have scolded her earlier to save her from getting stuck in that rut."

"Indeed. Thanks to you this time, Xier."

I have to say that Xier gave him a lot of assistance on this trip, otherwise this journey would have been much more monotonous.

Xier hummed proudly and accepted the poet's praise with ease.

"No, just trust me—"

"Because we're going to let the wind blow through the stagnant season together, right?"

"Nonsense! It's the underground fire that will burn the injustice brought to the upper zone and the world-shattering monsters to ashes!"

Xier immediately interrupted.

"Alright, alright. Although the color combination of Earth and Fire really doesn't suit me, if it's Xi'er who said so, I can't help but agree."

Wendy didn't mind giving up the dominant position, but Xier was not an ordinary woman.

After looking at him for a few seconds, she felt satisfied for some reason and lay down on her side, resting her head comfortably on the boy's legs.

“Huh…?”

"——Don't talk, let me take a nap."

In response, Wendy had no choice but to nod, and said nothing more. She just leaned back slightly and felt the breeze blowing across her face.

I think the poet's work can come to an end for now.

Chapter 44 Let’s take a break

Bronya woke up in her room, the alarm clock silently pointing to the afternoon.

She withdrew her troops at five in the morning, and after reporting on military affairs, she got home at around six o'clock. After that, she went to the lower area with Wendy and experienced so many things.

All in all, about nine hours had passed...

It was so short that it felt like a dream.

This trance-like feeling lasted until she changed her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Although her face looked tired, her eyes were particularly firm and strong. Then it completely disappeared.

“…That experience was not fake.”

She murmured softly, never forgetting what she gained from that journey.

"I have to work harder and at least try to find a chance to convince my mother."

Even though the possibility was slim, it would be best if she could do something. Even if it wasn't possible, she wouldn't hesitate any longer.

After getting dressed and applying the makeup techniques taught by the lower-class proprietress, Bronya quickly concealed her tired look and became as bright and beautiful as ever, like a silver moon reflecting her heart.

More importantly, the usual sense of urgency she carried was replaced by something deeper and more measured.

The increasingly noble leadership aura also made many Iron Guards stand straighter, staring at their leader with scorching eyes.

Although the Silvermane Guards are directly under the jurisdiction of the Grand Guardian, Commander Bronya also has the right to mobilize them, in terms of a superior-subordinate relationship.

Compared to the cold-blooded Great Guardian who always issues iron-blooded orders, Commander Bronya, who fights alongside them and goes deep into the front lines, is obviously more worthy of their love.

Among the Iron Guards coming and going was Garrison Officer Jeppard, who had a solemn expression on his face and was holding a material accounting list in his hand.

The moment he saw Bronya, he walked towards her with a steady pace, just like the first impression he gave.

"Lady Bronya, the Edge Pass has been suppressed. Military outposts are currently being constructed, and we need to request more supplies and manpower.

This is the only way to ensure that subsequent waves of monsters will not break through the defense line. I have drawn up a list, please review it -"

The monsters spawned by the rifts wouldn't completely cease to move once they were completely eliminated. On the contrary, they were just entering the tug-of-war stage.