Daily/Slow-burning/Group portraits/Secret plots/Struggles of wits
Mo Li traveled through time.
The place she settled in was a city she had never heard of, with an unfamiliar sky above her head and strangers coming and going around her. No one knows where she comes from, and she can only follow the rhythm of this city and go down day by day.
This is a slow story.
Slow enough that you can see Mo Li's expression on the street corner buying a bowl of hot soup, you can hear the low-pitched laughter of the soldiers in the Knights camp before turning off the lights in the evening, and you can feel the undercurrent behind those polite smiles at the banquet where the dignitaries gather.
The world here is calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent.
Nobles, knights, churches, rebels - every force has its own calculations, and behind every smiling face there is an account. Mo Li immersed himself in it, met, interacted with, and partnered with all kinds of people, and quietly touched the true texture of the world in seemingly ordinary daily life.
The mystery will not be solved overnight, and the truth will never come out easily.
Are there just one? The girl, in this strange land, relies on her own eyes and brain to make her own way step by step.
Purpose: No matter where we are, our original intention to fight for the people and justice remains the same.
