You think you're worthy of saving the world?

A noticeable suture line appeared above the navel, and the majestic Tower of Babel returned to the space between the Son's legs.

Just as Yuri was about to reach out and weigh his good brother in his hand, the door to the room opened.

The "wicked witch" pushed open the door and stared in disbelief at Yuri, who was half-naked in front of the mirror.

"Tch! Didn't I tell you to put your pants on?"

After saying that, the witch blushed and slammed the door shut with a loud "thump!"

ten minutes later.

Yuri changed into a new outfit, and the "wicked witch" returned to the cabin, sitting down on the only single bed.

"If you encounter other witches in the future, tell them that you have been resurrected and become my familiar."

Do witches possess resurrection magic?

Yuri, puzzled, looked at the seat next to her and said, "I understand. Can I sit there?"

"No."

"Never mind then." Yuri had no choice but to continue standing.

"I've said everything I needed to say, and I've healed your physical body. It's about time you fulfilled your promise..."

The red-haired witch stared at Yuri's face with barely concealed excitement, looking eager and impatient.

"Now tell me about the future? Which era did you come from?"

"I come from the year 2000 onwards."

"After 2000!"

The red-haired witch's gray eyes sparkled, and Yuri noticed the temperature in the air rising sharply.

"You come from 2000 years in the future... which means the witches have been defeated by humans, right?"

The "wicked witch" looked on with a sneer: After all, if the witch wins, humanity will have no "future" to speak of.

"……Yes."

Yuri answered truthfully, thinking to herself: Did she bring me back to gather information about the witch war?

No, or perhaps it's her—

The "wicked witch" crossed her two long, white legs, swaying lazily in her high heels as she asked again.

What will the world be like 2000 years from now?

The boy stared at the wooden ceiling, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"In the continent of Diamat 2000 years later, humans and witches have achieved peaceful coexistence."

"........."

Upon hearing Yuri's outrageous statement, the "wicked witch" widened her eyes—

A burning light ignited in his dull eyes, an undisguised longing for the lies the boy had told.

……

……

……

"Humans...humans and witches living in harmony! How could such a thing happen!"

The "wicked witch's" burning gaze vanished in an instant. She took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped back.

Yuri shook his head and said, "No, I'm not lying."

Although a brutal witch war will break out next, that will happen 2000 years ago in my time.

The year 2000 can change a lot of things, right?

"........."

The red-haired girl stared at Yuri's face, a look of doubt on her face.

If she possessed the Empress's ability to see through lies, she would immediately realize that Yuri was simply saying nice things to please her.

"I...I still don't believe it! You're lying to me!"

A murderous glint flashed in the "wicked witch's" eyes as she glared fiercely at Yuri: "You're saying nice things on purpose... to make me happy, aren't you!"

"It seems this witch isn't as easily fooled as our Miss Ash," Yuri thought.

The idea of ​​humans and witches living in harmony is something that would never happen, even if the world were to end.

Judging from the "wicked witch's" reaction, she has a heart that yearns for a peaceful era, which is different from her fierce appearance.

Let's continue to go along with her wishes and say some nice things...

“I’m not lying to you.” Yuri took a deep breath and continued lying without changing his expression.

"Liar! Small fry! Get out! You should never have trusted humans! You're so stupid!"

The red-haired girl grabbed a pillow from the single bed and hysterically threw it at Yuri, which the boy caught with one hand.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

She screamed like a madwoman, but Yuri stood still, coldly watching the "wicked witch" who seemed about to cry.

He wanted to go out, but where could he go?

This is the "Witch's House".

According to legends circulating on the mainland, even if one escapes alone, one will be killed and eaten by monsters in the forest.

To leave, one must either obtain the witch's permission or kill the witch who is the ruler of the domain.

The woman Yuri killed last night wasn't a witch at all; she was just a familiar. He doesn't have the strength to fight a witch right now.

"I'm not lying to you; I myself am the best proof."

"……you?"

The red-haired girl blinked and stopped making a fuss.

Under her gaze, Yuri raised her right hand.

Then, an arc of electricity shot out from the boy's fingertips.

"Magic..." The red-haired girl covered her mouth.

Yuri nodded. "That's right, I can use magic. Humans 2000 years in the future can use magic—you should understand what that means, right?"

The "wicked witch" frowned slightly and murmured, "Humans have already accepted magic..."

"2000 years later, humanity accepted magic—those who use magic are called magicians in my time."

Yuri pressed his hand to his chest and said, "Similarly, humanity has also accepted the existence of witches."

"……what."

Yuri noticed the excited blush creeping onto the witch's cheeks and continued speaking.

"2000 years later, the hatred between humans and witches has long since faded away with the passage of time."

People live together in a city or village, and no one will care whether you're a witch or not.

"Really...really?"

As expected, the "wicked witch" still wore an expression of disbelief.

She wanted to find evidence of lies on the boy's face, but of course, that was impossible.

"How did you come to this era?" she asked warily.

Yuri explained that he had gone berserk during an experiment and woke up to find himself transported to this era.

Even witches know very little about the nature of magic, but they are well aware that magic is a chaotic force that is extremely prone to going berserk.

Therefore, Yuri's statement was very convincing. To make it even more convincing, he recounted in detail how he was captured and enslaved after arriving in this era and his encounter with the elven girl.

The "wicked witch's" expression softened, indicating she was now 80% convinced.

What will the world be like 2000 years from now?

Where should I begin...?

Yuri stroked her chin as she walked to the bedside, sat down next to the witch, and began an impromptu storytelling session.

For the rest of the morning, Yuri talked to the red-haired girl about the world 2000 years in the future—

It contained many lies.

The "wicked witch" listened intently to the boy's conversation about his future, her eyes shining the entire time.

050 No, you witches really do it?

Valpughis Territory, the lord's residence.

Rosalia sat by the window, her full red lips gently biting her thumb.

More than a week has passed since Yuri entered the singularity, and his search has yielded no results.

These days, the retainers have found many suitable candidates for Rosalia.

Among them were boys with black hair and golden eyes, as well as those with dyed hair, eyes changed by magic, or young people who were clearly older than their age; none of them were the real Euryphus.

Moreover, they are far from being comparable to Yuri.

Needless to say, his appearance is quite different from Yuri's, and even his basic confidence and manner of speaking are far inferior.

In particular, Yuri's mysterious aura, which emanates from within, cannot be replicated by any magic.

Rosalia was once again certain of just how special Euryphus was.

Their actual physical bodies are still lying on the same bed.

Hand in hand, yet our souls are so far apart.

Just thinking about it made Rosalia feel extremely anxious, and it even affected her work efficiency.

When I'm working, I think about this even more when I'm not working: "What is Yuri doing right now?" "Is she eating properly?" "Has she been fooled by those flashy, cheap women out there?"

Then, on a lonely night when all was quiet, the Grand Duchess finally realized: