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"Hey hey hey. Sister Summer, what time is it right now? Don't get distracted!"
Seeing that Princess Summer was not in a good mood, Theresa's forehead was immediately soaked in cold sweat. She hurried to say, "That was tens of thousands of years ago. Even if your ancestors became deserters, what does it have to do with you? Let's think about how we can get out of the impasse right now!"
"No. It does. My ancestors were deserters, and so am I. I've been running away since the moment I saw my father's miserable death in my uncle's hands.
Princess Summer smiled miserably. "I saw you stab the knife into my father's chest with my own eyes. My father's blood spurted out and zigzagged toward the corner where I was hiding. He seemed to be extending his helpless hands in his place, trying to ask me to help him.
"But I just didn't have the courage to go out of my shelter and fight against my uncle, the regicide, with the proud princess of the Eagle Kingdom.