"I'm afraid of the years, and I'm afraid of leaving you to live alone. The holy thing has separated you and me for nine years, maybe it will be longer. I will be weaker than you, old and dead. I don't know the holy thing. What kind of power has been given to you, if you are destined to watch me die, I hope you can erase the memory of me in your mind just as you erased theirs."

Immortality sounds like a tempting word, but when you have more freedom, you will surely bear the corresponding price.

Wen Lin raised her eyes and looked at Vicia's thin shoulders, surprised and distressed by her sensitivity.

After thinking for a long time, Wen Lin sighed helplessly, and slowly closed her arms, "No, there will never be that day."

They took each other's body temperature, and their breath was tighter. Wen Lin exhaled the breath that was suppressed in her chest, pushed it away a little, and flattened her palms. A complete small ball gradually emerged, floating above her palms.

"In my mother's world, it's called the Metaverse. It's a product of an advanced civilization far beyond our comprehension. In the past nine years, I've only learned how to use it."

"Its power keeps me from aging, but it doesn't mean eternal immortality. It relies on a substance called energy to run. Obviously, its energy has been exhausted before the war. I don't know why it shows that there are still There's enough energy to use, and I don't know how long it's going to keep going."

Saying that, Wen Lin turned her fingertips, and the image of the galaxy appeared with her movements. Unlike in her memory, this time there were many scattered light spots in the image.

Wen Lin's fingertips swept over the light spots, and they collapsed instantly, then slowly gathered, gradually converging into a map.

"This is left by my mother, there is a map of the metaverse treasure, but what is left, I have no idea."

"Relying on the Metaverse, I can have a longer lifespan and superhuman abilities. I will share all of this with you, but I still don't know if there are any bad effects."

"Vishia, wait for me, wait until I find what my mother left behind, and wait until I'm sure it won't hurt you."

Wen Lin currently only knows that the Metaverse relies on the gene sequence to identify the holder. She has Mrs. Gunneville's genes in her blood, but Vicia does not.

These words made Vicia's heart tangle again. It seemed that every time, Wen Lin thought about her future plans first.

Holding back her tears, Vicia shook her head gently, "From the beginning to the end, I owe you everything, except you, I don't want to ask for anything, I just ask you not to hold everything in your heart in the future. "

For the rest of the time, Vicia wanted to be with Wen Lin all the time. It seemed that only in this way could they make up for the nine years they missed.

Wen Lin stared at her tenderly and wiped away the tears from the end of Vicia's eyes, but she didn't realize that she was already bursting with tears. She approached Vicia, put her lips on hers, and said vaguely,

"I don't care about anything in the future, I just stay by your side, accompany you, and make you happy."

Vicia closed her eyes and accepted it wholeheartedly, feeling Wen Lin's approach.

They simply hugged tightly and didn't speak any more. Both of them felt extremely satisfied until dawn.

Early the next morning, the snowstorm stopped. Wen Lin helped Vicia, put away the barrier, and led Vicia back with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Latimer drove sleeplessly from Brunz to the village, and as soon as the snow stopped, he rushed to the bottom of the snow-capped mountain.

What surprised everyone was that the villagers and attendants who had lost their tracks were all staying safe with the soldiers stationed there at this time, only Vicia and Wen Lin were not seen.

Latimer asked people to ask them carefully, but they didn't know anything. They only remembered being buried under the snow a few days ago. As for how they were rescued and how they appeared here intact, they had no impression at all.

Latimer's anxious eyes were red, and he immediately let the army he brought quickly start clearing the snow.

The speed of the army was much faster than that of the villagers. The villagers looked at the solemn army and unconsciously guessed the true identities of Visiah and Wen Lin.

The incomparably conspicuous gorse symbol in the army seemed to give the villagers the answer in silence, and someone asked in a terrified lower voice,

"That lady won't be our queen, will she?"

Just this guess made the villagers extremely terrified. They felt that the sky seemed to be falling. They quickened their movements and prayed unstoppably, praying that Visia and Wen Lin would also be blessed and survive unharmed.

However, just when everyone was extremely anxious, two figures came slowly from the other side of the mountain.

Field found them first, and Latimer rushed up almost crazy, "Auntie, teacher."

He stumbled in front of the two of them, looking at them back and forth, confirming that no one was injured, and instantly fell down on the snow.

Vicia stepped forward with a smile, pulled him up, and scolded softly, "You shouldn't show any gaffe in front of the people at any time."

Looking at Latimer, who looked completely open, Wen Lin remembered Vicia's compliment to him, and smiled.

"His Royal Highness Latimer."

This sound made Latimer froze in place, his eyes widened and he looked at Wen Lin in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Teacher, do you remember me?"

Under Latimer's fiery gaze, Wen Lin nodded slowly, and even the calm Field couldn't hold back her eyes from reddening when she arrived.

Field knelt down in front of Vicia and Wen Lin,

"Welcome back, Your Majesty Vicia,"

"Welcome back, Your Excellency Wen Lin."

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Welcome back, my old Wei and old Wen~

Chapter 114

The movement brought by Latimer is indeed a bit big. After discussing with Wen Lin, Vicia decided to go to Sutherland Castle while the snow stopped in the past few days.