I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Yulis and Ophelia argued quietly as they walked out of Quinvue Children's Academy with Mingxian.

……

The automatic door in front of Sylvia was like an elegant dancer, slowly bowing inwards before gracefully opening to reveal a vast and cold space.

The room's design is a perfect collision of art and function. Apart from the quietly standing door, the other three walls are made of crystal-clear glass, like a mirror of the boundless sky, bringing the vastness and depth of the azure sky into the room, which complements the cool atmosphere of the room.

The room was astonishingly spacious, with only a simple yet dignified desk occupying the vast area by the back window. Apart from that, there was nothing else, giving it a minimalist yet authoritative feel.

Behind that desk, a woman sat quietly, her face partially obscured by a pair of full-face glasses, adding to her air of mystery and intellect.

With a slight sound at the door, she slowly raised her eyes and quietly watched Sylvia's arrival.

"you are late."

His voice was calm and steady, every word was clearly audible, without any superfluous emotion.

This person is none other than Pedra, the chairperson of the board of directors of the Quinv Children's Academy.

Unless it comes from direct instructions from the top echelons of the conglomerate.

Otherwise, she would have the final say in everything at the academy.

At the same time, Petora is also Sylvia's manager, but this exclusive relationship is not limited to Sylvia alone.

At Quinv Children's Academy, behind almost every famous idol star, there is the shadow of Pedra.

Sylvia looked around the modern yet dignified office. When her gaze finally landed on the simple desk in front of Pedra, a blush inexplicably rose on her pretty face. She quickly adjusted her breathing, regained her composure, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"I went on a date last night, so I'm a little upset. I'm very sorry."

Upon hearing this, Pedra hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Is it Ryuken Gen from Seidokan?"

There was neither blame nor curiosity in her tone; it was as if it were just an ordinary greeting between two acquaintances.

"right."

"congratulations."

“I didn’t expect you to say that.” Sylvia frowned slightly. “I thought you would try to stop me.”

Pedra got up and looked out the window.

"Compared to that moon, your love life isn't that important."

"Too."

Sylvia's tone was somewhat subtle.

Although "Brother Civilization" was just a prank, as long as the moon continues to generate all-encompassing elements, the six major conglomerates on Earth are terrified and have no energy to care about anything else.

A salvation plan.

This is a commitment made by the six major financial institutions.

This is to stabilize public sentiment.

Sylvia didn't know how many "savior plans" there were, but she was certainly one of them.

Pedra sighed and said, "Enjoy the rest of your time, but don't be too open about it."

"What do you mean?"

“The people above couldn’t wait any longer,” Pedra explained. “The six major conglomerates wanted to eliminate others, so the Poison Witch defeated the knights who were not from the six major conglomerates, but it seems that a very fierce battle took place afterwards.”

Sylvia recalled the black flame dragon that flew out of the sky when Mingxian and Ophelia fought.

Although everyone can see it, scientific instruments cannot observe it at all.

“The people above are very excited, believing that this inexplicable power can definitely save our planet.” Pedra regained her indifferent expression.

"The guys up there want you to settle this quickly."

Sylvia thought for a moment and said seriously, "I have to ask Xuanxuan."

Why ask him?

"because……"

Sylvia paused for a moment, then slyly closed one eye. "I won't tell you."

Pedrora: "..."

As long as there's no scandal, that's fine.

……

On a mysterious island in the south.

Barutošić was arrested in connection with eleven unsolved mysteries, but all the related trials have been frozen in time, and the crimes remain unresolved to this day, as if foreshadowing that the mystery will be forever buried in the dust of history.

After that, its mystery will probably never be revealed.

Is this the place?

Claudia murmured to herself, wiping the fine sweat from her forehead as she looked up at the undecorated two-story building.

Its exterior is plain, but the numerous security devices hidden among the wildflowers and the 24-hour close surveillance by the Galactic Direct Forces reveal a hint of something unusual.

Apart from Barutosik, there are no other residents on the island, and bringing anyone into the area is taboo.

"Let's go, Claudia."

Isabella, who had gone ahead, stepped into the house looking refreshed, her figure appearing particularly light in the cool air conditioning.

Claudia followed behind, feeling both relieved and constantly aware of the omnipresent scrutinizing gazes around her. It was a 360-degree, all-around surveillance experience, undoubtedly thanks to the surveillance cameras installed throughout the house.

Bartoschke's life, however, was far more comfortable than Claudia had imagined.

It is said that a certain degree of freedom of movement is allowed inside the house.

I thought he would be living in a dirty prison surrounded by iron bars, but to my surprise, it was peaceful and serene.

In fact, Bartoshik possesses the highest-level secrets of the "Galactic".

Rather, it is precisely because he was a party to these secrets that he was able to survive.

Although the details were not revealed, the general idea is that if things go wrong for Barutosik, his secrets will be exposed.

Therefore, despite being imprisoned, Bartoshik's existence remains of great significance to the "galaxy".

Following Isabella up to the second-floor balcony, we saw an old man, withered and emaciated like a dead tree, sitting in a wicker chair in the shadows, his eyes vacant and distant.

"Long time no see, Professor."

Isabella greeted her politely.

The old man slowly stood up, his voice hoarse.

"...Don't call me 'old professor' anymore, it'll make me want to cry."

With just one glance at him, Claudia understood.

This person is beyond saving.

Those filthy eyes no longer seemed to hold any life, as if all vitality had vanished with the wind.

An old man who has given up everything, is trapped in despair, and lives in the past.

He has been imprisoned here ever since the "Jade Twilight" incident, and this kind of life has continued for more than 30 years.

The man who created powerful pure star-type weapons such as "Valda Vaos," "Pandora," and "Lyra of the Far North," and single-handedly advanced the development of pure star weapon technology for half a century, and was hailed as "a man who will be remembered in history," ultimately succumbed to time.

"I haven't spoken to anyone in a long time. What do you want from me?"

Bartoshik looked up at the sky, his tone becoming subtle.

"If it's the 'moon of the gods' in the sky, I have no clue either."

Isabella calmly replied, "It's not me who's looking for you, but my daughter who's requesting to see you."

“Your daughter…” Bartoshik seemed to only just notice Claudia, gently raising his eyelids, “This school uniform really brings back memories.”

“Nice to meet you, I am Claudia Enfield.”

As Claudia introduced herself, she took out the activation device for "Pandora" from her waist.

"Now I am this child's partner."

“Oh, Pandora. She had the most troublesome personality of all my children back then.” Bartošik smiled and nodded in response. “I’m afraid you’ve had a hard time.”

Bartoshik's gaze was distant and unfocused, not looking at Claudia and "Pandora," but rather as if he were looking through them into the distant past.

"Ok!"

Bartoshik's gaze suddenly froze as it fell on the engine, which he then picked up abruptly and examined from head to toe.

The next moment, something incredible happened.

Snapped!

A crisp slap rang out, and it seemed as if Bartoshik's old face had been struck. Then, "Pandora" flew back to Claudia's waist on its own.

"..." Bartoshik was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha, this is something I've never seen before."

Isabella's expression turned serious.

Claudia said with a smile, "As you can see, this child has become something that physics and meteor engineering cannot explain."

“It’s truly inexplicable; this has already entered the realm of philosophy.” Bartoshik took a deep breath, and his previously dull eyes took on a strange gleam.

"A long time ago, there was a guess."

"There has been a theory about the origin of the falling star shower, which is that the All-Encompassing Essence comes from a higher dimension, namely the world of thought."

"Human thought is merely a projection of a higher dimension."

"A universal element that can respond to human thought naturally comes from a higher dimension."

However, this theory has been proven wrong.

Barutosik spoke calmly, and at that moment he did not seem like an old man dwelling on the past, but rather as a spirited scholar who had returned to his former self.

He said, "Now it seems that this theory is not entirely wrong. There is indeed higher-dimensional spiritual energy, it's just not the panacea."

Claudia said, "The All-Encompassing Essence comes from celestial motion, but it is celestial motion from a parallel world."

“Valda Vaos considers it a god,” Bartoshik continued. “However, in my view, it’s more like a fairy-like being—not an elemental fairy, nor a fairy of trees, buildings, mountains, or rivers, but a fairy born from a planet.”