It seems that if it's not an official from the City Hall, then it's a local noble.
The man spoke:
"Stop crying, I've asked around for you, that Yoshude won't be back anyti soon. I heard the Pilgrim went north, maybe even to Golande. Do you expect him to get the ssage and co back to save you?"
"Don't be too naive, young girl. n like to sweet talk, don't believe their nonsense. I suggest you find soone more reliable to help you. Don't you have a foster father? I heard he's been working hard around the city for you these days."
He took a small step back: "I only said these things because I pity you. Young girl, people outside call you the 'Dragon Witch,' but I don't think that. I just see you as a pitiful little girl, about the sa age as my daughter."
He kept talking.
But he did not 'notice' that Fang Hong and Atira were standing not far away, quietly watching the scene. Both heard a rustling sound coming from the black cell, and a pair of pale hands gripped the bars.
The girl's voice pleaded pitifully: "Kind official sir, I, I didn't kill anyone, it wasn't ."
As she spoke, she began to cry again: "But my foster father is just an ordinary Wandering Adventurer, unknown and without power or influence, I know he's been working hard for . But what use is it?"
"If Yoshude cannot testify for , Lord Praetor will never believe ..."
"Ah, the Pilgrim has that influence, but how can you prove you really have that kind of relationship with him, enough for him to do anything for you?" the official sighed: "Distant water doesn't quench present thirst, young girl."
He shook his head, glanced inside, then walked out.
In front of the official were Fang Hong and Atira, but he completely ignored them, passing through the two like a transparent Ghost, then dissolving into nothingness. After he left, there was a brief silence in the darkness before the girl helplessly knelt down again.
She began to cry pitifully again.
Fang Hong couldn't help but recall the Miss Eve he had seen in the Underground World, pure-hearted, free, and unrestrained. Whether she was the Dragon Witch or not, his heart ached, and he instinctively took a step forward, thinking he should first open the cell door.
But Atira reached out from behind and grabbed him, shaking her head gently.
The Elf Miss looked toward the back.
Fang Hong noticed her pointy ears tremble slightly, and he subconsciously looked in that direction. In the darkness, rustling sounds ca, and after a while, he saw a figure slowly erge.
The figure was none other than—
The Wanderer they had seen before.
Only now, in this scene, he appeared much older, more like a frail, elderly man in his twilight years. He still carried the long, slender package, his hair covered in frost, and at so point, he had developed a limp, walking unevenly toward them.
The figure silently passed between Fang Hong and Atira, walking straight to the cell door and looking at his foster daughter inside the cell.
"Mr. Alte..."
"Wait a little longer, Eve," the Wanderer spoke: "I will get you out of here, all the misunderstandings, rumors, and insults against you will eventually be disproven. I will also notify Yoshude, please believe in him, believe in the promise between you two—"
This was the first ti Fang Hong heard that voice, hoarse, deep, unrushed, as if stating an inevitable fact.
"Believe in yourself, Eve, he will definitely co back."
"Before the judgnt day cos."
These words allowed the girl to regain a bit of the confidence that had been almost completely destroyed by the official's attack.
She wiped her tears and replied: "Yes, I understand, Mr. Alte... Yoshude will definitely co back, he promised ."
The Wanderer said nothing, silently listening to his foster daughter's narration, her rambling words were nothing more than those things Fang Hong had heard before—those beautiful mories between her and Yoshude.
Without a doubt, it was these mories that were keeping her steadfast in the darkness, preventing a complete breakdown.
"Yes, by the way, what about the Great Elder?"
"The Great Elder is also busy with your matters, so there's been no chance to see you. Everyone is, they only entrusted to co and see you—if it weren't for that, I couldn't have co to this place either."
"So everyone's been working hard for ..." The girl was a little moved: "Even though I brought so much trouble for everyone in Dragon's Land... it turns out their dislike was only superficial."
"That's right," the Wanderer replied: "When you leave here, all misunderstandings will naturally lt like snow."
"Really, Mr. Alte?"
The Wanderer did not answer, only saying: "Regarding your parents, I also have so leads."
With a clang.
The girl grasped the iron bars tightly with excitent: "My parents!? Mr. Alte, is it true, you've really found my biological parents, where are they!?"
"I heard they hold a high status, but they are deeply remorseful for what happened back then."
The Wanderer's voice was quiet, but in the darkness, it gave Fang Hong a slight chill:
"Back then, they had no choice but to abandon you, you should understand the imnse pressure they were under in that environnt, but they always rembered their child. If they had the chance, they would be willing to reunite with you."
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