Juliana’s workshop Chapter 30: White people

　　 On the top of the mountain, there is a palace built of huge stones. Relying on the peaks one after another, a complex of buildings is formed. This palace is completely different from the palaces on the ground. There is no human simplicity, no elves’ luxury and wildness, and no dwarf’s ruggedness. It looks different, like it was hollowed out with a whole stone. There is no such big stone that can be hollowed out into a living space, but each stone has an extraordinary size, and then closely stacked together, forming this magnificent miracle-this gray palace, There are no gorgeous elements, but in a world of cold wind and constant snow, it is daunting.

　　 In the roads that spread upward, there are people who have climbed here for various purposes. Pilgrims, merchants, and even outside nobles… everyone has his own purpose and ideas. When they passed the towering stone pillar used as a guide—to prevent pedestrians from getting lost in the road due to too much snowstorm and dying in a corner to become a snowman—they could see the flint emitting light and heat on the stone pillar. These flints can use light to guide pedestrians in the dark, and can also warm pedestrians who are too weak to come closer.

　　 Those prismatic stone pillars are not formed naturally, they are nailed to the road one by one, and no matter how big a snowstorm is, they can’t move. People who have had good deeds have dug the ground under the stone pillars, and have spent a lot of effort and can’t see how deep the stone pillars are. After such a delinquent was caught several times, after some news spread, no one did such a stupid thing again.

　　 The stone pillars are nailed to the ground to form the guidepost, which is the flying dragon soaring in the sky. As the pedestrians moving up, the closer they are to the top of the mountain, the clearer the palace will be, and the more they can feel that the magnificent thing on the mountain comes from the handwriting of what existence.

　　The buildings of each race have their own characteristics, but perhaps none of them have such a powerful sense of power as built by the dragons. By the gate of the palace, pedestrians can truly feel their own insignificance, as if seeing a miracle. The iron gate does not have any beautiful decorations, but just looking up, you can’t see the top of the iron gate, only the dense iron bumps and red rust on it. Such a city gate, even if it can accommodate flying dragons to crawl in, there is no problem, but there would not be such a stupid flying dragon that would fall to the ground and climb into the palace. On the city walls on both sides of the iron gate, there are flying dragons garrisoned, responsible for guarding and opening the gate. After confirming the time to open the door, the flying dragon bit the iron chain cast with the iron door and opened the door. The iron door makes a heavy rubbing sound that can suffocate the breath, and even the eardrum can feel the vibration of the iron door when it opens, until the iron door is completely opened. After the iron gate was opened, no one would question the function of such an ugly gate—the thickness of the iron gate was beyond the reach of a few adults.

　　Under such a miracle, everyone who entered it, regardless of their status, lowered their heads. This is not the mortal world they are familiar with. Everything here cannot be measured by common sense. If everything in order under the mountain cannot be really touched, then everything on this mountain can be truly given to everyone. The shock and impact on the soul.

　　 If there is anything in the world on the ground that can compare to here, maybe there is only the wall of the King’s Fort that has disappeared. Use the limit of manpower to guard a huge wall of a city for more than a thousand years… However, that is already a thing that has been destroyed, and it is already past history.

　　 Those who have experienced all this personally, looking at the walls built by this dragon race, may have other ideas. Just above the city wall, there are pure white people standing, overlooking the people walking below. The white person is not the kind of person who likes to look down on the ground from above. Seeing this situation, it just reminded her of something more than ten years ago. It’s not too distant a memory. For short-lived humans, it may have been a whole short period of life, for long-lived species, it is probably only a short moment. What about having a longer and more ancient life?

　　The white people don’t know.

　　 can stand on the wall of the city, naturally, she will not be an ordinary person. She is different from others. She came here as not only a visitor, but also a distinguished guest, an existence that can be valued by people in this place—— Her identity is important, but it is more than that.

　　 She put her hands on the bricks of the city wall. The fortifications here are not the same as other places. What is needed here is not a gap for archery and cover, but a place for the flying dragon to stand. There is only a huge stone wall around her—for the flying dragon, it’s just a place to stand. It’s just a small stone. She looked at everything below, and no one knew what she was thinking.

　　 “Gui’an, a gray person.” Behind her in white, someone came to greet her. She turned her head and saw a black girl. The girl has an exquisite but gloomy look~IndoMTL.com~ The dress on her body is incompatible with this place, but she seems to stand there for granted, as if this place belongs to her. In addition to the gorgeous but gloomy appearance of the girl, there is another place that cannot be ignored. On her forehead, there are two black horns, curved upward… This is not a devil’s horn, this is a dragon’s horn.

　　 “You are that daughter.” The white person was silent for a while, not being polite with the black girl, and his voice was indifferent, “Standing with me will cause others to think about it.”

　　 “Father didn’t say that I shouldn’t be close to anyone.” The black girl covered her mouth with her sleeves, giggled, seemingly gentle, but in the eyes of understanding people, she could only feel a gloomy chill . “Compared to those who approached me in order to please the father behind me, a powerful person like you is reassuring.” Speaking of this, the black girl glanced at the white person, “and such an outstanding woman like you.” Staying together, no man will dare to approach…but if it’s too good, it’s easy to be jealous.”

　　The white person didn’t care about the black girl’s words, and didn’t even reply. She turned her head and looked outside the city wall again, and noticed something that was advancing fast with a string of wind and snow. It was a huge carriage, with heavy snow rising from behind, and it was rushing towards the city wall.

　　 She knows the carriage and who owns it. After her memory of the carriage and its owner, the final picture is that the carriage has left her, leaving her to others. The owner of the carriage left with only the boy.

　　 The white people watched the rushing carriage getting closer, and completely ignored the black girl’s voice until they couldn’t see the carriage that had entered the iron gate.

　　 “Long time no see.” The white man whispered softly.