Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The blue silver witch's beautiful eyes were filled with sparkles, and her beautiful face had an unconcealable blush.

It was only at this moment that her incomplete memory was completed, and Sylvia finally knew the whole story of that night.

Also, everything Xia Ya did for her.

Even from today's perspective, Xia Ya at the time thought that what he entered was just a remnant of history.

However, in the reverberations of history, he truly tried his best for Sylvia.

That at the end of everything -

Brother Xia Ya, whose face was bloodless, still managed to gather his energy and warned himself carefully.

In the end, because she couldn't worry about herself, she used her last bit of mental energy to activate the "Last Tsukuyomi" on herself. At this moment, the scene was replayed over and over again in Sylvia's mind.

"Brother Xia Ya..."

The sweet sound like wind chimes sounded again, but it was laced with a bit of heartache.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound came from the far end of the sky.

Xia Ya looked along the source of the sound and discovered something unusual.

This small, quiet courtyard is actually just a very small part of the world we are currently living in.

They were now inside a huge tower, the whole body of which was made of huge chunks of chalk stone.

Whether it is the courtyard full of flowers and plants, the bright moon, the night sky and the waves of the Grant Sea, they are just the scenery arranged inside the tower.

Not just in reality.

Even in her inner world, Sylvia also built this tall chalk tower.

Then, he imprisoned himself in this lightless tower, day after day, year after year, until the end of time.

"This high tower...is your mental landscape, Sylvia?"

"That's right, brother Xia Ya."

Silvia and Xia sat side by side, looking at the pure white tower together.

At this moment, time seemed to have returned to more than five hundred years ago. They were holding a milk tea cup named Youlemei by Xia Ya, looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard and the night in the distance, and chatting incessantly.

"When I was young, I once imagined that if one day I could lift the curse on my body and become a normal person again..."

"Then I must see the thousands of rivers and mountains described by Brother Xia Ya..."

"Look at the snow-capped mountains in the far north, look at the golden plains, and then look at the silent and profound Forest of the Sage."

"Later, when you parted with me, you also said... I will have a far more splendid and beautiful life than I do now, and I will encounter many kinds of people and things."

"but."

Sylvia smiled silently: "Actually, that's not the case."

"Brother Xia Ya, you helped me solve the curse that originated from dusk, and even helped me complete my divinity. Although I started late, I have talents and promotion speed that no beast master can match."

"But later I broke through the sixth ring and broke through the legend..."

"Thousands of mountains that were once extremely far away to me and that I longed for are now within my reach."

"However, it wasn't until I actually walked to the top of the Three Saints Snow Mountains, witnessed the Golden Plains with my own eyes, and stepped into the depths of the Forest of Sages, that I talked with the legendary monster known as the "Forest Sage King". "

"I just discovered that the scenery in those places is indeed beautiful, breathtaking... but it is not what I want."

"I am eager to go there just because I want to travel with you, Brother Xia Ya, and experience the kind of people and things..."

"The most important thing is not the scenery at the end of the journey, but the person who stays with me during the journey."

She turned her head slightly, and a few strands of silver-white hair fell on Xia Ya's shoulders.

"The land of disaster is indeed a dark and chaotic era... It was so crazy that after I woke up and saw the peaceful Western Continent, I thought I had been sleeping for not just five hundred years, but an entire era."

"In that world without light, my hatred for Brother Xia Ya became my motivation to survive and become stronger."

"Later, I became a legend and discovered the flaw in my memory... Then the obsession with hatred turned into the search for the truth and the persistence to meet you again at the end of time."

"So I built that tall tower made of chalk stones, and buried my soul and body in it..."

Silvia turned her head and looked at Xia's side face quietly.

"Self-sealed sleep is actually very painful, because a long period of sleep will dry up the soul and the spiritual world and then deteriorate, eventually leading to death and even losing oneself."

"In countless moments when the fire of my soul was weak, I relied on this world of fantasy to be able to persevere."

"Although compared with the years I have experienced, the time I spent with you, Brother Xia Ya, is only a drop in the ocean... But it is indeed the most precious memory in my heart. It has never faded over time, but has become more and more unforgettable. It is the driving force behind It’s the only motivation for me to continue living.”

"So, during these five hundred years of long waiting... I am really scared, scared all the time."

"I'm afraid that brother Xia Ya is actually dead, died that night, and the so-called agreement to meet again is actually just a lie to comfort me and let me live... just like adults won't tell children about the death of their parents. , but just say that they went to a very far away place."

Those beautiful pale silver eyes drooped slightly.

"fortunately."

The girl's voice trembled slightly.

Fortunately, brother Xia Ya did not betray him that day.

Fortunately, this five hundred years of waiting finally came to fruition.

As a result, a girl named Sylvia rediscovered the meaning of existence.

As a result, her world became bright again.

Boom——

Boom——

The roar became louder and louder.

This was the sound coming from Sylvia’s entire inner world.

The tall chalk tower is crumbling.

Huge white bricks fell from the sky one after another, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

The entire tower was falling apart, and bright sunlight shone through the pores of the white bricks that had fallen off, illuminating the lightless world inside the tower.

Sylvia watched in silence as the tower collapsed amid the roar. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the white tower and fell on her silver hair, like a pale golden dress.

Xia Ya listened to Sylvia's words and felt very sad.

After confirming the truth of the historical reverberation from the Shadow Council, Char actually fantasized about meeting Sylvia again many times.

For example, she had long forgotten the brother Xia Ya from five hundred years ago.

Another example is that as a superior person, I see this acquaintance from my youth nodding casually.

Or maybe it was a casual smile from a chance encounter...

But I never thought it would be like this.

She was supposed to be the master of the White Tower who ruled the world and was admired by everyone.

Applause, flowers, power and glory, Sylvia can embrace everything that humans in this world pursue.

But she just buried herself in a high tower made of white bricks, guarding the blurred memories and the promise of reunion, and spent day after day, year after day in this lightless world. Another year.

Xia subconsciously reached out and touched Sylvia's pale silver hair, just like he often did in the reverberations of history.

The hair of this pale silver witch is very soft and smooth, with a faint scent of lavender.

Sylvia didn't resist at all during this process.

It was as if at this moment she was not the powerful person on the throne who had just spoken a word and killed a legendary pet beast, but was still the girl in the Grand Duke's mansion who was listening to Char telling her stories.

Boom——

Boom——

The last white brick shattered, and the huge, tomb-like tower no longer existed.

Only the messy ruins were left, illuminated by the clear sunlight.

"Now, Brother Xia Ya, it's time for you to answer my second question."

The sweet sound like wind chimes sounded again.

The previous wavering was no longer in the voice, replaced by a slight expectation.

"What position do I occupy in your heart?"

"Is it my sister, a passer-by saved by a chance encounter... or..."

"neither."

Sylvia's voice was interrupted by Char's words.

He looked directly into Sylvia's beautiful sterling silver eyes, without dodge, but spoke word by word.

"Yes."

"Besides, it's not like a brother likes a sister, but like a man likes a woman."

While saying these words, Xia Ya was also examining his heart.

At first, in my heart, what I felt for Sylvia was actually more pity and sympathy.

Sympathy for her identity, pity for her about to lose everything.

Later, as we spent day after day amidst the reverberations of history, that sympathy and pity slowly turned into pity and family affection.

However, it is undeniable that in my heart, I do have some affection and affection for Sylvia.

This feeling may have originated from the sea of ​​night orchids in the Morning Star Hills that night. The guilt in my heart for that knife may have been born from the heartache for Sylvia's hard work over the past five hundred years.

Or maybe it came from earlier, and even I didn't realize it...

Xia Ya’s straightforward words made Sylvia lower her eyes.

"Brother Xia Ya is really greedy... Even though he already has Miss Aurora, he can still say these words to other women without changing his expression."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Xia Ya sat down on the steps and stared at the sunlight shining all over the ruins: "How could I be such an insatiable person?"

"But... you can say this, I'm actually really happy."

Sylvia's last murmur was so soft that no one heard it.

"So, how does my weight in your heart compare with Miss Aurora?"

Delivery No. 2 is here.

If you don't ask me directly, who will I save first if you and Xiao Ai fall into the lake?

Xia Ya felt a little numb.

He did not answer, but the overflowing emotional fluctuations were easily discerned by Sylvia in her inner world.

Then, I knew the answer to the question.

Sylvia was silent like this, feeling the hot emotion that Charya overflowed, not for her, but for another girl.

Feeling that they have known each other since they were young, and then never left each other when they encountered the Ceylon disaster, accompanying them day and night, depending on each other for life and death.

After a long time, Sylvia just sighed.

"How lucky you are, Miss Aurora."

There was a little envy in her words, but not much dissatisfaction.

This is a matter of course.

Compared with the short time that he and Xia Ya spent together, the other party and Xia Ya experienced more things.

Rather, after witnessing everything between Char and Aurora at the dinner party, Sylvia actually already had the answer to this question in her heart.

She was just a little envious.

I envy the blond girl who can stay with Xia Ya from beginning to end, accompany him in sadness and laugh with him.

But he could only stay alone in that cold tower, missing her over and over again.

Char could only remain silent.

If it had been anyone else, and he had been favored by such a throne-level beastmaster, he would probably have been too happy and couldn't wait to show his loyalty to the other person, single-mindedly, and draw a clear line with other women.

After all, the soft rice in front of him has not taken decades of detours, but has taken hundreds of years of detours.

However, Char didn't speak, and couldn't even tell Sylvia the so-called "white lie".

Because he was afraid that Xiao Ai would be sad, and even more because he knew that he couldn't do that.

If not, then at the previous dinner party, Xia should have chosen to accept the Borgia family's marriage contract humbly and submissively, instead of taking that shot that surprised everyone.

He saw the pale silver witch in front of him take a few steps back slightly, her beautiful pure silver eyes slightly lowered.

"Brother Xia Ya."

"I must apologize to you and Miss Aurora."

"Apologise." Xia Ya was a little confused: "Why?"

"Because I didn't realize it until now when the white tower in my inner world collapsed."

"In the five hundred years before this, the feeling I had for you was not actually love, but dependence."

"Time will cause emotions to deteriorate..."

"During those long years, I regarded the memory with you as the light in the dark world, and also the only reliance. I thought about it day and night, and recalled it over and over again... During these five hundred years, it continued to ferment, and continued Deterioration.”

"When I woke up, the emotions in my heart were actually already pathological... turned into a dependence on you, and an exclusive urge that was so strong that it was indelible."

"So when I reunited with you, I couldn't help but kiss you. But at that time, I didn't actually regard you, Brother Xia Ya, as my lover, but just as a treasure that belonged to me... because I didn't want you to What only belongs to me is coveted by others, just to declare my sovereignty."

Silvia put her hands behind her back and smiled slightly: "In brother Xia's words, she is the so-called yandere... That is not love, it is just some kind of pathological possessiveness."

"What I did must have caused a lot of trouble to Miss Aurora and Brother Xia."

"is that so……"

Char exhaled.

I felt a little relieved, but also a little regretful.

However, the next moment his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Because that cold and soft touch rippled across Xia's cheeks again.

Different from the previous possessive kiss that was strong and overbearing, Sylvia's kiss this time was very light and disappeared in a flash.

"Miss Sylvia?"

This time Xia Ya was really at a loss.

Mingming said before that his feelings were not love, but just pathological possessiveness.

As the master of the inner world, Sylvia easily noticed Xia's confusion at this moment.

"In the past five hundred years, the emotion I have had for you, brother Xia Ya, is not love, but pathological dependence and possessiveness."

"Um……"

Silvia leaned down and looked at Xia with her clear and beautiful eyes.

"So, from now on..."

"That's true love."

The light of the morning sun reflected in the girl's eyes, like a sea of ​​dim yellow stars.

She did come five hundred years earlier, so she also waited five hundred years.

But luckily, she finally waited.

They are no longer separated by the reverberations of history, nor are they spread across distant time and space.

But in a reality that is truly within reach.

Meet again and get to know each other...

Then, fall in love.

"Compared to me, Miss Aurora is indeed much further ahead."

"But since we haven't reached the end yet, everything is still undecided. This is what you taught me, Brother Xia Ya."

The witch girl smiled like this, her smile was as bright as the morning sunshine.

"So, Brother Xia Ya."

"From now on, please give me your guidance."

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