As the sky turned white, the elder Reinhart stood up slowly and said, "THIRTY years of my loyalty cannot be destroyed by this miracle.At any rate, even if your Majesty does not, I will not be ungrateful!Do not speak of rebellion from now on!I hope your Majesty will remember my loyalty and never lay a hand on me."

Ophelock also rose silently, his once radiant face looking very pale now.

Father and son stood side by side at the high French window.

A pale fish-belly appeared in the sky.The city that has reveled all night is sleeping most deeply at this moment, quiet and detailed.

The chill of the early morning is the best companion of sleep.For those of us who can't sleep, watching the dead frosted leaves blown by the wind outside the window, though you can't touch the wind, the chill is straight into your heart.

The dark red sun slowly climbed out of the clouds, slowly poured the red, dyed the clouds in the sky, also dyed the lille city every tree and grass.In the Rhineland League, a sunny day on the first day of the New Year meant good weather for the rest of the year.