"Losya, Losya, the gods have come to bless this place."
"The white night rises, the stars set, the saint prays, and the angels patrol."
"The wind is her sword, and the fire is her crown."
"The church bells are ringing -"
Silvia Katmera, the 130th generation saint of the Lothia Empire, listened to this hymn and couldn't help but think of Her Royal Highness, whom everyone praised.
Baiqiu Rose, as her name suggests, she has a pair of red eyes as bright as roses. When she was only eight years old, she obeyed the will of the gods and was crowned in the choir's hymns. From then on, even Michael, who was the archangel, had to bow when he saw her.
"Her Royal Highness", this is the honor that belongs to her alone. If she can live to this day, she will definitely be named the empress and become a new legend of the empire.
……If.
To the great regret of the world, Bai Qiu disappeared during the coup and has not been heard from since. This is not difficult to guess. With the way the current queen behaves, it is natural that all the remnants of the previous dynasty must be exterminated.
Of course, these are just rumors.
Until the sounds in the dream gradually became clearer, and the flames and wind were rekindled on the altar. Sylvia raised her eyes, and red roses bloomed in her eyes.
She finally understood everything.
"You have to go to the moment when all faith in the world is shattered, and then use a sharp blade to cut off the illusion and sadness."
"The church bells are ringing -"
"——The princess will bring a new dawn."
Intention: May you emerge from your cocoon on the edge of the abyss