"The God of Light comes from behind the blue sky, not to turn suffering into happiness, but to transform life into a symbol of truth and freedom," a philosophical saying read. It was inscribed in a small chapel situated in the mountains.
"It's easier said than done!" Alfa III taunted as he read. "In my opinion, a person must live free and easy, then die a hero's death! God of Light is only but a coward, He can't possibly decide all our fate!"
Prince O'Neil rose to his full height on the steps, "I was just wondering why are you suddenly in the mood for hiking? Look at the scorching sun above us, to hike in such a weather condition is really a thankless job."
Osli Alfa Morisette stretched himself, "Young man, I'll answer your question shortly. Now stand up, there's still a long way ahead of us!"
Oscar wrung his handkerchief that was drenched in sweat and caught up with His Majesty the Third somewhat unwillingly.
