After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening... This is the truest reflection of the mindset of them, including myself, as arcanists."

"But......"

"If, when one hears the truth, one lacks a few companions to share the joy with."

"Even the most magnificent discovery will eventually lose some of its appeal."

"More than three months have passed since the 'pseudo-star' was born..."

Charles muttered a few words to himself.

He is not the kind of selfish person who hoards his own possessions.

The original intention behind the founding of Black Tower was to provide a platform for mutual sharing and common progress.

After completing the creation of the "pseudo-star," Ciel then created the corresponding forbidden spell model...

The data, including the magic collapse technique, the auxiliary ultra-low temperature magic superconducting state, and the magic field constraint device, were uploaded to the wide area communication network.

Although, in order to avoid some high-ranking wizard with a screw loose creating a nuclear bomb and wiping out the Western Continent, Xia Er concealed some key technologies and blueprints in terms of specific applications.

However, the underlying principles and theoretical basis are fully revealed.

"That concerns the magic collapse technique... and even deeper levels of magic factors, based on an understanding at the atomic level..."

"It should have already fermented to a sufficient degree within the Black Tower, as well as among the wizards and arcane mages."

"So--"

"It's about time to take it a step further..."

"after all--"

"The atomic realm is far from being the ultimate law governing the formation of the world..."

Charles's soliloquy was interrupted by a crisp knock on the door.

"Please come in."

This room, located on the top floor of the Dark Tower, is the exclusive research room of Sharl, a legendary mage.

The top floor of the Dark Tower is highly confidential due to the presence of the Great Library.

Generally speaking, only legendaries or those granted special permission to enter and exit freely.

At this moment, a girl with black hair and golden eyes entered Ciel's room.

Long, dark hair, reminiscent of the night sky, falls smoothly over the shoulders—

The hazy blur in the girl's pale golden eyes disappeared.

Although the indifference remained, there was a newfound vitality.

Compared to the tattered, black gauze dress she wore when she first met Ciel in that starry palace in the distant sky—

At this moment, the black-haired girl was wearing a jet-black wizard's robe, underneath which was an exquisite and beautiful short skirt.

The wizard's robes were adorned with interwoven torch and wand designs, outlining the symbol of the Tower of Darkness.

Beneath that symbolic design was a pale gold, book-page-shaped badge...

That is a symbol bestowed upon legendary mages by the Dark Tower... signifying that the owner of the badge has reached the pinnacle of a certain magical realm and is qualified to be granted the title of an eight-page mage.

It was in the world of Dawn that Renata, known as the Twilight Witch, came to be.

.......

The black-haired, golden-eyed witch walked into Ciel's room with practiced ease.

She placed the materials she was holding on Ciel's table, then walked skillfully to a corner of Ciel's room and opened the door of the mini-fridge.

Renata looked around the refrigerator, seemingly unable to find what she wanted...

So she took out a small notebook, and pale gold words slowly appeared on it.

"Two scoops of Belgian chocolate-flavored Häagen-Dazs."

Having spent almost a year with Ciel, Renata knows his inventory inside and out.

When she ignited the "pseudo-star," Renata had already gathered the fragmented divinity and authority that she could not fully control into the star's core, which existed as fuel for the "pseudo-star"...

Therefore, at this moment, she should have already escaped the trouble of not being able to fully control her own power, and no longer need to worry about losing control of her divine power because of her words becoming law.

However, it seems to be due to the inertia developed over the past two hundred years...

Although she no longer has the problem of speaking, Renata still prefers to communicate with Ciel through writing.

"This is out of stock; we'll have to wait until next time to restock."

Charles waved his hand.

Although ice cream and chocolate are not rare items, and he can easily make a bunch of crude imitations, he still has to rely on the system shop to exchange for them if he wants to perfectly recreate the taste of his previous life.

However, no matter how Charles explained—

The small diary just kept waving in front of him...

Having become familiar with Ciel, Renata would occasionally act a little capricious.

If she wants something, she will hold up her little notebook in front of Ciel until he agrees.

Charles was helpless.

He redeemed the item from the system store and handed it to Renata.

.......

Renata skillfully took the paper cup and spoon, and gently lifted her long, dark hair.

Her movements were elegant, but not slow at all; half of the two scoops of ice cream disappeared in no time.

"With your abilities, you could easily become a retainer of a powerful force, enjoying complete freedom while also receiving a substantial salary."

"Staying in the Darkest Tower with me, spending all day with tedious magical experimental data and arcane models, is a bit of a waste of your talents..."

"The Darkest Tower is full of bookworms, research fanatics and demolition geniuses... They have absolutely no idea what romance is."

Charles looked at the Twilight Witch who was taking small bites of Häagen-Dazs ice cream and couldn't help but speak.

Even though Renata poured some of the power she couldn't fully control into the star core as fuel...

However, her extraordinary physique as a "Star-Chosen One," and the accumulation from her self-sealing over the past two hundred years...

It still resides within her body, and has become completely under her control, fully transformed into divine power that is Renata's own... Its size, however, can still be described as terrifying.

Even looking at all the other legends of the Western Continent besides the Charles...

Aside from his enigmatic teacher—the Black Tower Master, the golden elf Vimers—whose true nature even Charles himself struggled to understand...

Other legendary powerhouses are probably no match for Renata.

However, she could clearly rely on her strength to be treated as an honored guest by any major power, race, or nation in the Western Continent...

However, when Renata arrived in the Western Continent, she simply chose to join the Tower of Darkness.

He stayed by Charles's side as an ordinary legendary mage, occasionally assisting Charles in conducting spell experiments and perfecting models...

Just like the hundreds of days and nights the two of them spent perfecting the forbidden spell model of the "pseudo-star" in the Dawn World.

Having an assistant with mental strength far exceeding that of a legendary mage, Sharl naturally had no complaints. In fact, thanks to Renata's help, Sharl's research progress far exceeded expectations.

only--

He had not forgotten the light in Renata's eyes when they first met in that palace surrounded by a sea of ​​stars.

Inside the Black Tower, I spend all day dealing with tedious arcane models and numbers...

But it is far from as beautiful and moving as the vast rivers and mountains outside.

"If you're willing, I can arrange a noble status for you in the Aran Empire, or perhaps as a guest elder in the Dawn Church..."

"I know people in both places, so you can travel and enjoy yourself freely without worrying about anyone forcing you to take on any responsibility..."

However, Renata simply shook her head slightly in response to Charles's suggestion.

She stuck out her small, pink tongue and licked her bright red lips, then put down the paper cup in her hand, seemingly still wanting more.

"I sense the presence of my kind in you."

"I have a feeling... maybe I can find the answer to my destiny in you."

Renata held up her little notebook for Ciel to see.

That's really perceptive...

Charles couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Unlike the other survivors of the Dawn World.

Renata's past was completely erased when the Great Cataclysm broke out, and can never be retrieved...

For the past two hundred years, I have been silently watching over the entire world of dawn from the distant sky because of my sense of responsibility.

But Renata's joys and sorrows... were not shared by the residents of Aurora City.

She was just like Charles at the beginning of his transmigration...

They are also displaced people who have lost their former homes and places to live, and can no longer return to their hometowns, wandering far from home.