Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Western Continent, City of Knowledge, Headquarters of the Extreme Black Tower.

Magic.

This word, which seems a little unfamiliar to the Western Continent, has spread rapidly among the human races in the Western Continent in the past few years, like an explosion.

People are good at wisdom but not at strength.

Compared with the powerful God-era races such as ancient dragons and giants, the emerging race of humans has neither sharp teeth and claws nor a strong physique, and is not as naturally compatible with nature and elements as elves.

The emergence of the soul contract and the beastmaster system is a path explored by humans.

Using the pure souls of humans that have never been polluted and will not fall madly due to the aftermath of the catastrophe, contracts are signed with extraordinary races to cooperate in a mutually beneficial way.

However, beastmasters also have corresponding limitations.

Signing a contract with a pet beast itself also has extremely high requirements for physical fitness. If an ordinary human who has not been trained signs a contract with an emperor-level golden beetle, even if the soul contract can be completed, the human as the contractor will probably not be able to withstand the backlash brought by the soul contract and explode and die.

Not all humans are good at fighting and can become beast masters and fight side by side with pet beasts.

The emergence of arcane, magic and wizard systems has filled the gap in this field.

As long as you have a heart that seeks knowledge and seeks the truth of all things, you can still become a wizard even if you are disabled and can only rely on a wheelchair to move.

Make the fantasy in your heart a reality.

Moreover, just as Xia Ya is practicing both, becoming a wizard itself is not exclusive to other extraordinary systems...

Based on the above reasons, coupled with the promotion of the royal families of human countries after the audience meeting, the power of the Extreme Black Tower rose like a comet on the Western Continent.

Along with the name of the Extreme Black Tower, the name of its founder,

"Shaya Egut", was also spread to every corner of the Western Continent.

Just as the golden elf promised in front of the kings of the human countries.

Let your name be famous all over the world.

...

The Extreme Black Tower, an unknown secondary dimension.

The only entrance where this secondary dimension intersects with the main material plane is located in the Black Tower Library, which is also the most mysterious place in the entire Extreme Black Tower.

At the same time, this inconspicuous secondary dimension is also the residence of Hathaway Zekin, the chief of the Eight Pages of the Black Tower Mage, "Eternal Page".

Metal stone pillars stand in a row.

Between the stone pillars, there are thousands of huge bookshelves.

Among the heavy books displayed one after another, there are some mysterious ripples, with the charm of the passing of time.

In the center of the library, a book is spread out in the air.

Clang, clang.

There was no external force, but the book hanging in the air was slowly turning pages.

On the white pages, the ancient elven handwriting with a historical atmosphere was being written at a constant speed.

"The last eight-page seat - "the future four pages" has been successfully decided according to the preset competition rules. So far, the original eight pages of the Black Tower have been completed."

"Just like the Black Tower I saw in the dream bubble city that only existed for one day."

"There is movement in the depths of the star realm. It is suspected that the true gods who have restored their divinity are gathering, perhaps wanting to take action against the Black Tower."

Lines of handwriting appeared like this, using the information rune circuit connected to the spirit world to collect and organize all the intelligence and information that happened on the Western Continent, and select specific matters to record.

In the deepest part of the Great Library, the golden elf girl with light golden hair closed her eyes slightly, as if she was sleeping, and as if she was meditating.

Since the return of the astral world to the Western Continent, she has been in this deserted library for several years.

Or to be more precise, she built the Extreme Black Tower and the City of Knowledge overnight like a miracle.

And with the power of the Word Spirit, she formulated the self-maintained and irreversible Black Tower rules in the Black Tower and all its subordinate planes.

And after building the Great Library that anyone can enter and read according to their rank.

The Golden Elf locked herself in the deepest part of the Black Tower Library and never intervened in the affairs of the Black Tower again.

Let those new wizards learn in the Great Library, expand their own spell factions, and spread the names of arcane and magic to every corner of the Western Continent.

To this day, except for those high-ranking people who are qualified to know the truth about the astral broadcast and the establishment of this city and the Black Tower.

Many ordinary Black Tower wizard apprentices don’t even know the existence of this "Eternal Page" who is not human, but belongs to an alien race.

For other high-ranking officials of the Black Tower who knew the inside story, this was quite incomprehensible.

Obviously, he had the power to create a city in the desolate wilderness overnight. This mysterious golden elf could have been the master of the Black Tower, the creator of magic and wizards, the god of arcane...

Like other gods, he lived in the admiration and worship of thousands of creatures.

But Hathaway just locked himself in the deserted and dark library, accompanied by simple books day and night.

However, what they didn't know was.

For Hathaway, this scene is all she had in her past life.

On the Lost Island, in the great library of the illusory black tower, in the deepest part of the dark and deep star world... She has long been familiar with such dark days.

Not with others, not exposed to the sun, surrounded by mountains of ancient books.

Many years ago, someone briefly opened this window, shining bright sunlight into the shadow where the golden elf lived.

For the first time, she, who was used to darkness, experienced the beauty of sunlight and yearned for light.

However, such a few months, less than a year of memories, compared with the thousands of years that the golden elf had experienced, were just insignificant, a moment of light.

After prosperity, it was lonely.

However, it was no big deal.

It was just to close the window again, return to the tower without light, and return to the darkness.

She had long been used to being alone and lonely.

This darkness is the "peace" that Hathaway Zekin is accustomed to.

The pale golden ancient elven language continued to write on the book slowly.

"A month ago, a wave of divine war broke out in the northern part of the western continent. Judging from the aftermath monitored, the battle has ended, and the red should return in the next few days."

"And."

"Five days ago, the abnormal movement in the depths of the Endless Sea has been verified and the results have been returned."

"The abyss, and the world wall of the main material plane-"

"Once again... have been opened."

When writing here, the ancient handwriting paused slightly.

The next moment.

The thousands of books that were originally sealed on the bookshelf were unfolded at the same moment.

And in the deepest shadow of the Great Library, the golden elf with slightly closed eyes also slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the book in front of her.

"Abyss... huh."

The cold whisper echoed in the empty Great Library.

She seemed to be still there, and she hadn't come back to her senses for a long time.

On her fair face, the corners of the golden elf's mouth sometimes raised and sometimes twitched, but overall she was more happy than sad.

I don't know how long it took--

The golden elf's right eye just opened again.

There was an inexplicable light flowing in that beautiful red-gold eye, crystal clear, like a bright moon.

Then.

Crack.

The sound of something breaking sounded.

In the broken space ripples, a red figure was like a stream of light, breaking the silent darkness in the library.

It was a small silver spirit, holding a red long sword in its hand.

After penetrating the space barrier formed by the golden elf's words and spirits and entering the great library of the black tower, the silver spirit changed from the elemental body of the original small silver swordsman to the form of a star spirit body.

It turned into a furry red ball and fell on the desk of the great library.

"Red, you're back."

"How was the training this time?"

The gold elf looked at the silver spirit in the shape of a ball, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mimi~

Mi~

The red ball called a few times, and jumped on the desk unwillingly.

At the beginning, Red did not choose to fall into a deep sleep with Char like other pets, but chose to come out and train on the Western Continent at the end of the Age of Gods because Red sensed a sense of crisis.

It does not have auxiliary abilities like other pets, and it will never be outdated as a crutch no matter how the version changes.

As a pure combat pet, Red, once its strength cannot keep up with Char's progress, it will be a pure warehouse manager.

Although Char doesn't mind raising an extra vase, Red himself can't accept that he has changed from the original combat power to the tail of the team, and is now a mascot-like existence.

If it was willing to lie down and rot like Silver and Shining, then it would not be Red, and it would not be possible for Char to choose it from the many young silver spirits in the Silver Valley at one glance.

So, even though it knew that if it left Char, it would no longer have a master to back it up.

Even though it knew that with its less than legendary strength at that time, it was actually quite insignificant in the first era when mythical creatures were rampant, and it could be killed by a passing crazy demigod at any time, Red still resolutely chose to leave Char's side.

Five hundred years of tempering, five hundred years of fighting on the edge of life and death.

Today's Red is no longer the same as it was back then.

It has hunted more than double-digit crazy demigods.

Not long ago, it was not satisfied with just hunting those crazy demigods who had lost their rationality, but cast its sights on a weak true god.

However, a true god is a true god after all, and there is an insurmountable gap between him and a demigod.

Not only did the hunting fail, but the aftermath of the war of gods also attracted the attention of other true gods around. Chi Hong spent a lot of effort to get rid of the gods' pursuit and escape back to the black tower.

"You have done well enough."

"Real gods are not so easy to hunt. If not, they are not qualified to be the enemy of me and your master."

"The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. I think you should know this better than me if you can reach the point of hunting demigods with the racial talent of the Silver Spirit."

Hathaway stretched out her white fingers and moved lightly.

The next moment, Chi Hong felt that the space around him was distorted.

Immediately afterwards, it found itself in the hands of the golden elf and was picked up by Hathaway.

"That's strange to say."

"Obviously, it is already comparable to a demigod. It can be described as a mythical creature. If you want to, you can show any kind of majestic and domineering posture."

"But you and Yin and the others still like to maintain such cute postures..."

"Should I say it's your master's bad taste?"

Hathaway caressed the red ball in her arms, rounded and flattened the fiery red dumpling comfortably, and sighed softly.

Being hugged by the golden elf, the little silver spirit couldn't help being slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to struggle.

Although you are indeed my master's teacher... and my master seems to be very interested in becoming a master and a disciple. Maybe we will be a family in the future.

But after all, I worshiped the dock and recognized the eldest sister and the mistress's pet beast.

Loyal minister, no, loyal beast has nothing to do with the two masters.

The hostess I recognize is Sylvia Brunstadt. In the stock market run by Yui, I have bought all Sylvia shares. How can I betray my own camp so easily at this moment?

The Sylvia party has a blue sky above their heads!

Mimi~

The red beep sounded a few times, and he was about to say a few words to the golden elf in front of him: "I am a minister of the Xi family in life, and I am a ghost of the Xi family in death." There is no such thing as a noble man, and there is no such thing as a noble man."

But Chi Hong soon reacted...

Amid the reverberations of history, his master's teacher seemed not to know that his master was from the future.

If the golden elf in front of me knew that her master actually came from the future and was her student. The reason why she didn't make it clear was because she just wanted to take advantage of the young teacher-chan and live a life of being a teacher...

Then my own beast master will probably suffer, right?

For a moment, the little silver spirit had no choice but to stop struggling and stay where it was.

But the next moment, Chi Hong suddenly froze.

Because it also saw the words written in ancient Elf language on the book in front of it.

Having been around for more than five hundred years in the First Era, and having dealt with a lot of antique mythical creatures that survived from the previous era, I can still tell the difference between these ancient languages.

"Mimi~ (Master is back?)"

The little silver spirit let out a joyful cry, and the red light lingering around the red dumpling's body became a little richer.

The body of the red star spirit body flickered for a moment, and he was about to leave directly from the big library of the black tower, using the star realm as a medium to travel through space to the endless sea, to the coordinates of the original lost island.

However, Chihong soon discovered it.

No matter how he mobilized his strength, he still couldn't break free from the embrace of the golden elf.

The rules of the space around the big library seemed to be imposed by some kind of iron-like and indestructible rules.

Chihong, who was able to escape even from the pursuit of the true god, was now unable to move even a hair.

hiss--

Little Silver Spirit took a breath of cold air.

Should I say that I am worthy of being my master’s teacher?

The power of silver fire is so terrifying.

"Don't worry, Red."

"I know how eager you are to see your master..."

"Actually, why don't I want to travel to the astral realm to the endless sea to see him immediately?"

Hathaway touched the red dumpling in her arms.

The light in those red-gold beautiful eyes became a little brighter.

More than just a little silver spirit.

During these five hundred years, the golden elf believed that she would never be inferior to anyone when it came to missing the young man who brought a moment of light to her life.

"But now, the Black Tower is in the open, under the gaze of those true gods."

"Every move we make is likely to be noticed by the gods dormant in the star realm...thus disrupting his plans and arrangements."

"and--"

A slight coldness flashed across the golden elf's beautiful eyes.

"I'm still not sure that the person who has returned from the abyss is the person I have been thinking about day and night..."

"It's still a certain abomination that has taken over his body."

This is a waiting that spans five hundred years.

Hathaway has been waiting for this day for too long.

Therefore, the closer this day comes.

The more Hathaway had to force herself to be calm and deal with it with the most cautious thinking, instead of letting the joy of reunion overwhelm her rationality and let the story that should have been perfect reach an ending she did not expect.

Although I was extremely convinced in my heart that in the abyss, in the game deep in the soul, that young man would definitely be able to win and defeat the ancient remnant soul.

But on the other hand——

Hathaway was also prepared for the worst.

If what finally took over the boy's body and came out of the abyss was the remnant soul that had survived for who knows how many years.

Then, she had to kill the human boy's body with her own hands to avenge him.

And from the broken body, find the boy's memories and soul fragments.

Then, spend a lifetime trying to piece together these souls and memory fragments, to find the one in ten million chance that can awaken his soul again--

a tiny miracle.

This is something Hathaway is unwilling to face.

However, she has to make a plan for the worst case scenario.

The long time of wandering in the star realm for five hundred years has long made Hathaway lose some of the immaturity that still remains in the past.

She has to become deep and mature.

Because Hathaway can't afford to gamble, and dare not gamble.

"But, after all, it is only a very small probability."

"Since you left such a handsome farewell words at the beginning."

"Then, if you don't keep this handsomeness, it will also go against your aesthetics, Teacher Xia."

The golden elf raised his head and said softly.

"And, if it is really you who came back from the abyss."

"Then with your character that cannot stand loneliness."

"I think it will not be long before you will put on a grand show on the Western Continent."

"And use this grand show to announce your return... Teacher Xia."

She paused for a moment.

The next moment.

Starlight suddenly appeared.

Hathaway's thoughts moved slightly, and the eternal darkness around the Great Library slowly faded with her mind, revealing the dark night sky outside.

And the meteor shower that fell from the sky like a tide.

Stars shone brightly and fell to the ground.

And the shadow of the black-haired and black-eyed boy stood in the dreamlike starlight, looking at the golden elves and red faces in front of him with a smile.

The east wind bloomed thousands of flowers at night, and blew down the stars like rain.

I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and when I looked back suddenly, he was in the dim light.