Chapter 1350: Memory Lane
After finishing her business with Victor, Lory returned to Heriond but then she felt bored so she disguised herself using Luo Ri Yi’s appearance and left Cestine Palace of course, she told everyone where she was going and everyone understood that Lory had not left the Palace since she returned so Fredhardt let her drive around the King’s city.
Lory chose the most inconspicuous car to blend in with the others without any problems. As usual, she exited the palace through a secret entrance that led to the garden, and from there, she drove through the main road.
Lory watched how much Herriond had changed she no longer recognized most most the buildings and streets to the point that she had to use a Digital map to find out where she was going. When the traffic light turned red Lory automatically stopped her car and as she waited she saw a group of children in cute uniforms being led by three teachers crossing the street, they might be having an excursion somewhere.
Subconsciously a slow smile brimmed on her face as she watched the cute children holding hands as they crossed the street following their teachers just like little chick.
The children appeared to be only five or six years old, meaning they were the first generation to not have recollection of what happened during the Dark Ages War, but Lory did not see that as a bad thing; instead, she was hopeful. She hoped that the horror and tragedy of that time would soon be completely forgotten by many people.
’Honk - honk’
Lory was startled by the loud horn behind her, she glanced at the traffic light that had turned green. She immediately stepped on the gas pedal and her car sped up. As she drove she saw students wearing Cavern Hall uniforms half running to catch the bus, it seemed like she was late.
Lory stared at the bus that drove away after kindly picking up the late students. Then Lory turned to look at the tower clock that towered over the surrounding buildings. She remembered that she often looked at the clock every morning when driving to their school, soon after the memories from the past came uninvitedly.
’Luc, did you bring your homework?’
’What homework?’
’What, don’t tell me..—’