Ring of Fate

Chapter 1047 Thoughts
When the "Magician" returned, Franka, like Lumian before, used the "door" to pass through the angel's positioning and blockade to enter the depths of the mirror world and saw herself in the mirror sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The man in the mirror had the appearance of the original owner of this body, with blood stains on his face, and his eyes showed contempt, disdain, and resentment.

"How dare you come to see me?" Before Franca could say anything, the "person in the mirror" cursed.

Franka half opened her mouth and said angrily and amusedly:

“What do I have to be embarrassed about?

"I didn't cause all this. You are a part of me, split from my soul. When I drank the 'witch' potion, do you dare to say that you didn't agree? Didn't you allow me to do that?"

If our eldest brother doesn't tell the second brother, who wouldn't be able to shirk responsibility?
The "man in the mirror" was silent for two seconds:

“I admit this.

"But you clearly had the opportunity to become a man, but you refused. Are you addicted to being a woman? How dare you come to see me?
"Have you forgotten your original appearance and persistence?"

Franka was speechless for a moment, and after more than ten seconds she said:

"I think gender is not important. What is important is a person's character, spirit, and morality..."

"Don't use this 'instigator' rhetoric to get rid of me. Don't I know you? We are the same person!" The "Man in the Mirror" interrupted Franka.

It's good to be able to talk, it's good to be able to talk, as long as we can talk, there is something to talk about... Franka sighed and said:
“After knowing that I can’t go back, the people and things that matter to me the most are just a few. I don’t want to lose them again, or have another big upheaval…

"Besides, you're right, you're right! Maybe it's because I've been a woman for too long, I've gotten used to it. Since I'm afraid of change, then I can accept not changing."

The "man in the mirror" snorted:
"Admit it, right? You can fool others, but you can't fool yourself!"

Franka laughed at herself and said:

"Besides, the end of the world is coming soon. Even the gods and angels think so. Let's do meaningful things first, and worry about the rest after the end of the world. If we do it again, we may have new ideas by then. If we can't get through the end of the world, then everyone will be doomed. There is no point in thinking about these things."

She paused, then whispered:
"There's no getting around the Witch Cult's affairs. Someone has to help him."

The "man in the mirror" glanced at Franka:
"Don't you know how dangerous it is?"

"I know, but I'm the only one who's suitable." Franca suddenly smiled. "If I were in a similar situation and someone was required to take a big risk to do something, I believe that both Lumian and Janna would do it."

Her voice was soft, but there was no doubt in her voice.

The "person in the mirror" looked at Franca with envy in his eyes.

After a while, he sneered while sitting cross-legged:
"It doesn't matter. Whether you are a man or not, whether you are seeking death or not, it doesn't matter. It has nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, his eyes dimmed and he became depressed:

"After knowing that I can't go back, nothing else matters anymore."

Franka recalled the emotions she felt when she learned the truth, and said with some empathy:

“I can only accept my current life little by little and accept this fact.

"At least, there are people I care about, and people who care about me. Life still has some meaning."

"That's you!" The Man in the Mirror cursed, "What does this have to do with me? If I turn the tables and replace you, do you think Janna and Lumian will agree to maintain their current relationship, or will they kill me on the spot?"

The "man in the mirror" looked up at Franka, and his expression suddenly became sad:
"I have nothing left."

Franca was silent for a moment, her mouth slightly closed, and she said nothing.

The "man in the mirror" sighed and said:
"My biggest wish was to find a chance to replace you, leaving you in this dark prison, while I lived a life of luxury in the real world, looking for the hope of becoming a man again and returning to my hometown. In the end, I will return home with a handsome face, a tall and masculine figure, and many superpowers, and become an urban hero like Batman, admired by many people and pursued by the girls I like..."

As the "man in the mirror" spoke, his voice gradually became lower.

After several seconds, he said quietly:
"Now, I have nothing..."

When Franka listened to the fantasies of the "man in the mirror", she suddenly realized that the other person was indeed a part of herself.

Except for the part about swapping the mirror inside and outside, all those fantasies were things she had thought about before, and they were the thoughts that helped her to persist in this world.

At this moment, Franca suddenly realized something:

There is another premise for reconciliation that Lumian did not summarize, which is that the original body must truly recognize that the "person in the mirror" is a part of itself, the other side of itself, instead of holding a deceptive mentality and using the ability of "instigator" to persuade.

Recognition should be mutual, then reconciliation can happen, and then unified consciousness can be achieved.

She was inspired to say:
"You are me, and I am you. What I have is also what you have. Let us reconcile and merge."

The "man in the mirror" who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground was stunned for a moment, and uttered a mocking voice again:
"Forget it. We can't go back anymore. What's the point of saying this?"

Franka walked towards the "man in the mirror", squatted in front of him, and stretched out her hand.

She smiled and said:

"I'll pull you up."

The "man in the mirror" looked at her for a long time before smiling:

"I thought you would 'charm' me and make me fall in love with you, but you know I can't stand the temptation of beauty.

"Actually, think about it. If I really replace you, regardless of whether Janna and Lumian can accept it, I can't continue to be a woman. I must become a 'War Bishop', and then live a life of debauchery, sleeping with women everywhere. When the end of the world comes, I will sacrifice myself while cursing in the streets?

"These are quite boring when you think about it..."

The "person in the mirror" remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Franca's hand, and stood up as the other party pulled him.

He looked at Franka's beautiful lake-blue eyes and slightly darker flaxen hair and laughed, "Tsk tsk":
“I haven’t forgiven you.

"I don't accept your statement either."

Suddenly, he relaxed and said in a low voice:

"I just don't have any more thoughts..."

"I still have some." Franka smiled bitterly.

The "man in the mirror" also laughed:

"So, go ahead. I won't accompany you any more."

Hearing these words, Franka truly felt that the distance between the two sides was shortening and the mystical connection was turning into reality.

A sentence suddenly flashed through her mind:

"What happened yesterday is dead yesterday, what happened today is born today."

This is also a way to reconcile with oneself.

…………

"The ritual was successful. The 'Original Witch' just watched for a moment. I don't know what she was waiting for." In a bedroom of the luxurious villa, the "Magician" said to Lumian and Janna, "I'll go change my clothes and come back later."

After saying that, she opened an illusory door and walked in.

After she changed back into her orange dress and returned to Lumian and Janna, Franka also walked out of the full-length mirror after examining her own condition.

Seeing that Franka's eyes had become a little bluer and her hair had become a little darker and thicker, Janna asked expectantly:

"Has your immortality potion been digested?"

Franka laughed, and the whole room seemed to brighten up a little:
"Well, Lumian's analysis of the rules of the 'Eternal Witch' role should be correct."

Her current temperament remains that of a 27-28-year-old with a lot of life experience.

The "Magician" lady laughed:
"Your promotion speed and digestion speed are enough to make many Major Arcanas envious."

But not you? Lumian muttered to himself.

Ms. Magician continued:
“But don’t think about advancing to the angel level now. You still have a lot to do in Sequence 3.

“The most important of these is the anchor, the anchor of faith.

“If you don’t prepare for this, even if you have the potion formula and are lucky enough to collect the corresponding materials, the probability of losing control during the promotion is still much higher than not losing control.

"The end of the world is coming. Many of the previous sequences have become easier, but becoming a true mythical creature is still difficult and dangerous."

"Anchor of faith? We need to establish our own faith and spread it?" Franka was well-read and immediately understood what the "Magician" lady meant.

But if you want to establish a new faith in a country that believes in the true God, you can only do it secretly or go to the southern continent.

The Magician saw Lumian looking at her and said after a moment’s hesitation:

“If you don’t mind, the Fool Church can list you as saints, assign you to corresponding parishes, and make you the patron saints of that area. In this way, you can use the influence of the Fool Church and the authority of Mr. Fool to quickly gain a group of believers who will be affiliated with Mr. Fool.

"All true churches help their angels and saints in this way."

Lumian and Franca looked at each other and said:
"We have no problem with that."

The "Magician" lady smiled again:

"Then you should quickly devise a name that can point to you, five sections, and give it to 'Judgment' through a messenger.

"Also, you should live in Trier, right? I asked the Church of the Fool to allocate two churches in the Trier diocese, um, one more church in the suburbs, to you. This way, when believers pray, you will be able to respond. The more miracles there are, the more people will believe in it.

“That’s one thing, but you also have to do things to increase your own anchor.

"Okay, you just got promoted, take a break first and think about it seriously tomorrow."

After saying that, the "magician" lady left in a hurry.

"Take a rest first." Lumian turned to Franca and said.

Although the potion was completely digested, the promotion was a struggle and his body, mind and spirit were still exhausted.

"Okay." That's exactly what Franca meant.

The two of them fell asleep in their respective bedrooms without waiting for night.

Lumian had a dream that he returned to Cordu Village. Auror was waiting for him in the house in Cordu Village. She had also cleaned up a guest room for Franca and Janna to stay in.

The alpine pastures were as green as a carpet and the sun was shining brightly. Lumian was reluctant to wake up for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, the sky was quite dark, making him unable to tell for a moment whether it was morning or evening.

Lumian got out of bed and walked towards the door. Suddenly, he saw a piece of white paper on the desk, with one corner of the paper pressed down by an ink bottle.

“I’m not like this before I go to bed…” Lumian was stunned for a moment and looked carefully.

His eyes suddenly froze.

There was a line of words on the white paper, and the handwriting was very familiar to him.

That's Aurore's handwriting!

Aurore's handwriting...did she become active while I was asleep? What did she write this note to remind me of? Lumian walked to the desk with dilated pupils and read the contents of the paper.

It was a short line of Intis text:

"Summon White Paper!"

(End of this chapter)