Hate Me, Miss Witch!

"When the moonlight shines on my face."

"I think I'm about to change..."

In the hotel room, Xia Ya hummed a little tune while activating his mental power to confirm various things in his space pocket and the soul contract space.

"The prop reserve is confirmed."

"The mental state is okay."

"Mechanical structures, the undead metal "Dragon Snake Mercury", the Black Knight body, the Spirit Fusion Reaction Array... Confirmation completed. "

"Ready perfectly."

It is still the same confirmation as before the reverberation of the history of the ancient Cangting Kingdom came to an end.

After doing all this, Xia Ya just turned around slowly.

Then, he looked at Aurora and Sylvia behind him.

"Then, let's get started."

Char's voice was flat.

It was as if what he was about to do was just an ordinary outing.

However, in the eyes of the silver-haired witch behind him, the weight of these words was so heavy.

Sylvia stared at the boy in front of her.

Black hair, dark eyes, slender figure.

The handsome face has deep contours and an indifferent expression, making it difficult for people to see what he is thinking.

The boy Sylvia saw in the burning ruins looked the same as the day when the ancient Cangting Kingdom was destroyed.

In the beginning, it was this black-haired boy who saved Sylvia from the boundless darkness, gave her the courage to live, and became the most dazzling light in her life.

But, it was different from that night.

At this moment.

Sylvia knew in her heart that the determination in the young man's eyes was not for herself, but for another woman.

Sylvia's lips moved slightly, but finally stopped.

She just felt the sourness and pain in her heart.

After a long time, she felt a little better in her heart.

Xiaya once again heard the ethereal voice ringing in his spiritual ocean.

"Brother Xia Ya, are you really sure you want to enter the historical reverberation again?"

However, compared with the calm and indifferent clear voice of the past.

At this moment, Sylvia's words were filled with unspeakable entanglement.

"The time you came back from the history of a thousand years ago, you should know how violent the current time is."

"Even if you go down the river and return to the original node, brother Xia Ya, you will almost get lost in the time rift."

"What's more, it's swimming against the current again."

Silvia looked into Xia Ya's eyes, "Brother Xia Ya, I know you still have secrets hidden in you... If not for this, it would have been impossible for you to travel through history and come to me with your second and third ring strength."

"but……"

The ethereal voice of the Cang Silver Witch paused slightly:

"You should know that this time is different."

"Yeah, this time is different."

Xia Ya nodded calmly.

Through his second soul contract, he had clearly received the feedback from Shining.

With only Shining's own power, the road leading to the reverberation of history has already encountered great obstacles, and it is extremely difficult to enter again.

"That's why I need you and Xiao Ai, Sylvia, to stay in the current timeline and break the long river of history for me."

"At the same time, using the Holy Spear and relying on the bond between us have become my guide and beacon when I return from the long river of history."

Sylvia's lips moved slightly.

"Do you have to go?"

The words were still ethereal and clear, but they brought with them some waves.

"how to say……"

Xia Ya thought for a while and spoke softly: "Actually, from an absolute rational point of view, there is no need for me to enter the reverberation of history again."

This statement is true.

His second system mission has actually been completed... Although it was an accident, Charia has indeed gained the eternal reputation of "the one who brings disaster to the country".

Most of the mission rewards have already been distributed. Even if you can get some rewards again by entering the reverberations of history, they are completely out of proportion to the risks they represent.

As for wrong history, there is no need to worry about it, just as the Holy Grail of Knowledge says.

The Utopian Zone will eventually be corrected by the corrective force, all distortions and errors will eventually be corrected, and those who made the mistakes will be obliterated... This is the basic legal principle that has been imprinted on the lowest level since the existence of this world.

From the First Age to the present, this theorem has never been broken.

So even if Isadella performed such a shocking feat, except for the Holy See of Dawn who tried to intervene, almost all demigods and true gods sat aside and ignored her.

It is precisely because they know that everything Isadella is doing now is just a dream.

Since it is a bubble, no matter how prosperous it is, no matter how blooming the flowers are, there will eventually be a day when it bursts. This is just a matter of time.

The lifespan of mythical creatures is so long that it can even span the changes of eras... In their eyes, what Isadella did was just chasing a phantom, which was meaningless.

He ruined his hard-won throne in vain.

"But……"

Xia Ya shook his head slightly.

He also looked at Sylvia's pale silver eyes without escaping.

"Unfortunately, as you can see, Sylvia, I am just that kind of guy who chases dreams and illusions."

Xia Ya smiled slightly.

"If I don't pull back the princess who has gone astray at this moment, then Charia will no longer be Charia."

"Just like when I was in the ancient kingdom of Cangting, the invitations issued by Norton and the Ancient God of Dusk to me were sincere and sincere. They were not pretending to be conciliatory with me, but they really wanted to share the power and throne with me... "

"I will still choose to fire that shot at them."

He gently stretched out his hand and stroked the head of the Cang Silver Witch in front of him.

The long pure silver hair still feels as smooth as in memory.

Sensing Xia Ya's movements, Sylvia couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes.

This action is so familiar.

At the beginning, she was not a legend, nor the owner of the White Tower, but just an innocent and romantic daughter of the Grand Duke in the family mansion.

Brother Xia Ya would often touch her head while telling her stories about things outside the Principality of Cangting.

It talks about the majestic and majestic snow-capped mountains of the Three Saints, the infinite vastness of the golden wilderness, the mermaid tribe in the sea lamenting on the rocks, and the romantic love of tears condensed into pearls...

This is the most precious memory in Sylvia's heart. Even after five hundred years, it remains fresh and has not faded at all.

And meeting again after five hundred years... although the two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned it.

But in fact, the once ignorant girl has become a throne that rules the world... Along with the transformation of identity and status, the strength of the two people has reversed.

Sylvia found that there was still a hidden barrier between herself and Xia's brother.

This was not done deliberately by either of the two. Neither Sylvia nor Xia were the kind of people who cared too much about their identity and status... but this gap did exist, making the relationship between them The relationship can never return to the original appearance of the Brunstadt family mansion five hundred years ago.

That's why Sylvia was so obsessed with letting the white cat transformed from her spirit act coquettishly and cutely, even if she risked being discovered and killed. It was precisely because Sylvia had already discovered it. Only in this capacity, she Only then can he get close to Chara freely.

But at this moment, Sylvia clearly felt that the indescribable unnatural feeling between the two people melted like ice and snow at this moment.

She is not the lord of the White Tower, but still the innocent daughter of the Grand Duke.

Squatting in a corner of the courtyard in the afternoon sunshine, the young man's slender hand rested on his head, bringing a touch of warmth.

"Open the time channel, Sylvia."

The black-haired boy's words were still so profound, as if everything was under control.

"Trust me, I'll be back."

"good."

Sylvia nodded gently, no longer hesitating.

Just like back then, no matter what Xia Ya said, she would believe it unconditionally.

Silvia's white and slender fingers tapped in the void.

The next moment, the illusory river of time spread around the Blue Silver Witch.

What was originally a short trickle continued to expand and extend, turning into a roaring river and sea.

And at the uppermost reaches of the raging river of time.

Xia Ya saw a brilliant golden sword and the indifferent figure holding the golden sword.

The pale golden glow turned into a country around her, cutting off the flow of history.

Xia Ya's thoughts moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, ancient shadows like annual rings also overflowed around him, slowly synchronizing with the illusory river of time.

And Xia Ya's figure also began to fade slowly, heading upstream at a very slow speed.

This was a completely different experience from any of Char's previous historical reverberations. Every step forward encountered great obstacles, even with Sylvia's help, it was extremely slow.

"What's wrong, Xiao Ai?"

Char's figure faded slightly and looked at the blond girl on the other side of the room.

From just now, Aurora has never spoken, but only stared at herself with her beautiful sky-blue eyes that were as indifferent as ice and snow.

"Because I have to bring Her Royal Highness back, are you sulking?"

"Although to you, my return may only be a matter of a blink of an eye... but from my perspective, the time I spent there may be counted in years."

Xia Ya looked at the girl in front of him with a smile and opened his arms: "Before we say goodbye, why don't you give your boyfriend and fiancé some benefits?"

Aurora blinked and moved closer to Char.

However, she did not receive a farewell kiss or a hug as Xia Ya had guessed.

Aurora just gently stretched out her little finger.

Then, he carefully placed it on Char's little finger.

Xia Ya couldn't help but be slightly startled.

This action was very familiar to him. After all, it came from his memory as a time traveler... However, the last time Xiao Ai made such an action with him was on that snowy day in the North eight years ago.

"you are lying."

Aurora spoke in Char's ear in a very small voice that only the other two could hear.

Xia Ya was stunned.

“When you are really sure, you never say ‘believe me’. "

"Only when you are lying, you will repeatedly use "ready perfectly" and "trust me" for emphasis, because you don't want Miss Sylvia and I to worry. "

"I know that you are prepared not to come back."

Their little fingers hooked together with a cold touch.

Aurora looked directly into Char's eyes with her beautiful blue eyes.

"So, this is a new vow."

"We will never abandon each other or betray each other along the way, life or death, poor or rich."

"And the deadline is no longer "no changes allowed for one hundred years", nor is it one thousand or ten thousand years..."

"But, forever."

Xia Ya was slightly startled and was about to speak.

But the next moment, the illusory time river between Sylvia's fingers suddenly surged, as if it had broken through the barrier of the holy sword.

Xia Ya's body quickly disintegrated and flew towards the upper reaches of history.

That was the country once called Esgania, and it was also the time when the old era and the new era alternated.

Not for a superficial reason like task rewards, but simply because of my own will.

In this way, Xia Ya came to the end of the golden country.

It is also an ending full of thorns.

…

Sacred calendar, first year.

Esgania, the thousand-year city.

This is a dark and cold ancient city, shrouded in the curtain of eternal night.

It does not stand on the earth, but is between the stars and the ocean where the stars gather.

On the land of Esgania below, the Knights of the Round Table, who had eliminated Vortigern and the monsters of the abyss, were leading their soldiers and patrolling the entire territory in full swing.

They were carrying out the order of the Knight King, vowing to pursue the bandits victoriously and clear out all alien races from this land.

However, everyone, whether they are knights, princes, nobles or the Church of Dawn, have tacitly avoided this city hanging high in the sky.

This is the will of the Knight King.

Because of this, although they are in the same place, this dead city shrouded in eternal night, and the territory below where conquests are raging, but full of vitality, seem to be two worlds apart.

There is no starlight, nor the brilliance of the sun.

Only the clear light of the silver moon occasionally shines, adding a somewhat deserted tone to this ancient city.

Thousands of silver-white coffins were piled up in this ancient city, but there was no trace of any living thing among them.

Deep in the city is a quiet garden.

The cold moonlight illuminated the only living thing in the garden.

The girl in black skirt raised her head slightly.

As if she noticed something, her eyes shrouded by shadows and night suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

This place is like a dead city.

After a long absence, the first visitor besides her was welcomed.