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The crisp sound of a sword being sheathed interrupted Paimon's wandering thoughts. She raised her head slightly and looked at the man standing in the center of the open ground, with a few golden stars flashing in her eyes.

"Wow! Chang Ming, have you secretly become stronger again? How come you can deal with these weird things more smoothly than before?"

Hearing this, Chang Ming, who was standing in a pile of rubble, blinked in confusion, then shook his head helplessly.

"I don't have the concept of 'secretly getting stronger'. The more experience I have in dealing with these golems, the more experience I will gain, and the faster I will be able to defeat these things. That's all."

Chang Ming spread his hands, made a beautiful sword flower with his right hand and put it away. Then he looked at Ying who was still standing there in a daze, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Why... isn't she awake yet?"

As Chang Ming asked, he looked at Cassiodore who looked like he was saying "I don't know, I'm just a little kitten". Chang Ming licked his paws and shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know. I'm just a cat now. I don't have the power I used to have."

"Maybe there is too much information hidden in the murals and music scores here..."

When Cassiodoro said this, a barely perceptible look of loneliness flashed across his face.

The moment he saw the mural, he actually knew what kind of story was hidden in it.

Or in other words...be it the strings or the murals, they are all the golden music of the past Lemurian Dynasty that has sunk into the deep sea - memories.

As Lemuria's major lawyer, Cassiodoro naturally could not forget all of this.

Yes, as my friends were lost one by one in the bewitching of Phobos, and as their wills were worn out in time, I have been alone for who knows how long.

But now... he only hopes that these people in front of him and himself can destroy the destiny machine that was born in "good intentions" and fell into "evil thoughts" as soon as possible.

As long as it completely disappears from this world, I can curl up in a corner like a cat, quietly basking in the sun, waiting for my will to be worn away by time.

"Ah...Is that so? Then let's wait a little longer. If Ying doesn't wake up later..."

"If she doesn't wake up later, I'll pick her up and continue walking towards the interior of the castle!"

"Forget hugging her, I'm afraid it would be difficult to even lift her up..."

Chang Ming curled his lips and commented mercilessly.

"Hey! You guy-"

Before Chang Ming could finish his words, Ying suddenly opened his eyes, then staggered back three steps, as if he had seen something unacceptable.

The next second, the mural that was supposed to continue repeating a single scene suddenly stopped, and was replaced by a door that was flashing with a sea-blue halo?

"That is...?"

Paimon tilted his head in confusion, not noticing Chang Ming and Ying who had drawn their weapons again, and Cassiodor who slowly stood up from the ground.

"We not only have the same hard skin, but also the same essence flows in our blood. We share the same mind and melody. Our will is one."

Along with a chanting sound coming from the door that was shining with a sea-blue halo, a man in luxurious white and red costume slowly walked out.

Looking at the outfit that was exactly the same as the one in his own wardrobe, a dark light suddenly flashed in Chang Ming's sea-blue eyes.

"Boethius..."

As a person who almost had his sanity taken away by Phobos, even if Boethius turned into ashes, he could still be recognized by Chang Ming.

"It's been a long time since we last met, my dear friend. Are you looking for help because you lost the last sparring match? This is really unlike you, Cassiodoro."

The pair of empty white eyes stared at Cassiodore, who was facing a formidable enemy, but the joking tone in his words did not weaken in the slightest.

"Oh, by the way, you are here too, Mr. Chang Ming, hey...if your power can be combined with mine, then the world will be ours..."

After mocking Cassiodoro, the arrogant Boethius turned his attention to Chang Ming, as if he felt a little sorry for his non-cooperation.

Hearing this, Paimon seemed to suddenly think of something, crossed his arms and quickly hid behind Ying, shouting in surprise:

"You, who are you?!"

"That's right! I am "Boethius of Lemuria", the chief tuner of "Phobos"! Now... I am also the "new controller of Phobos", the God King of the new era!"

He opened his arms like a fanatic, and his face, which should have been expressionless and lifeless, suddenly showed a bit of arrogance, which was quite discordant.

——Because his expression was very stiff, and the words he said were...even more weird.

"What do you think of such a title? While there is still a chance, before the power of the sea brings Phobos to the surface, surrender—"

"I will surrender to a half-human like you, come on."

Before Boethius could finish his words, Chang Ming sneered and looked at Boethius as if he were a clown.

"If you really had that ability, you would never have let Cassiodoro go. If you really had that ability, you would have integrated my power into it long ago..."

"If you really have that ability, Phobos would have absorbed the soul of Fontaine long ago. Why would you need to scare people with a crooked appearance like you?"

Hearing this, Boethius was neither anxious nor annoyed - because his dead face could not show any expression except calmness.

"A barbarian like you certainly cannot understand my ambition for Lemuria. Even if you have talent, you can only become the lowest kind of livestock."

"I have spent thousands of years weaving my soul together with Phobos, and now... I am it, and it is me!"

"The power of the sea is rising, and the world will soon be at our feet! And you, my dear friend Boethius, everything you have lost will be returned in the future!"

Hearing this, Cassiodoro, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised his head, and a thoughtful look appeared on his cute little cat face.

"You mean... in another timeline, the "Pure Water Knight" joined Lemuria, Remus realized his ideal, and Lemuria did not collapse?"

Boethius nodded quickly, as if he was convinced that his hypnosis had worked on this "Golden Hunter" who had been hunting down the remnants of Lemuria for hundreds of years.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Chang Ming who had taken out a dark blue crystal ball from somewhere. He thought of the judge who held the power of the ancient dragons and the ancient dragon prince who was silent in the deep sea, and grinned and said:

"Who else wants to tell a story? You? Or Phobos?"