In the early years, it was not like there were no members of the royal family looking for it.

But nothing was found, it seemed like it was just an ordinary mountain.

"Let's go, the celebration is about to begin, and your skirt makers will probably be ready."

The boy looked at the sky, thought about it and said to the girl.

That skirt was made by thousands of craftsmen who worked hard day and night, and every trace and every strand embodies the hard work of the craftsmen.

There are also treasures from all over the kingdom inlaid on it.

I heard that even looking at it from a distance is enough to make people feel lost.

"Wait a minute."

"Back in the palace, I'm just bored."

"And I don't like that dress, it's too heavy..."

The girl pursed her lips and said.

"Then let them change it to something lighter."

The boy said nonchalantly.

"That would make countless people sad and cost them blood and tears."

"My brother."

"They will all be your subjects, and you will lead them to the light just like your ancestors."

The girl stopped suddenly, then looked at the boy and said.

"As you wish."

The boy smiled and said.

Then, he left with the suddenly silent girl.

After a long time, something in the mountains made a rustling sound...

Then, a dull voice came:

Have I grown a stone?
Chapter completed!