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

However, that moment remains so clear and vivid, etched deep within Renata's heart like a brand.

Whenever she recalls that time, her heart is filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.

However, at the same time, a slight doubt also arose in Renata's mind—

While simple controlled nuclear fusion reactors have immense significance in terms of energy supply...

However—logically speaking, it shouldn't be particularly dangerous.

"That's right... Stars in the main sequence stage are indeed relatively stable... and won't cause much harm."

"But... after a long period of time... the situation is quite the opposite."

As if sensing Renata's confusion, Ciel's voice slowly echoed in the room.

"However... in the realm of time... I have only dabbled in it so far. Although I have some clues, I still need some time to perfect it."

Just then, Charles's mind suddenly stirred slightly.

He waved his hand, disintegrating the miniature "pseudo-star" in his hand...

Then, Ciel stood up from the beanbag chair... together with Renata, who had also noticed.

He looked out the window at the world beyond...

.......

boom--

Almost simultaneously.

A deafening roar, like a mountain collapsing, echoed throughout the entire Silver Holy City...

What followed was a sandstorm, along with violent tremors and explosions.

It was clearly such a devastating, earth-shattering event...

But for some reason, there was not the slightest chaos or disturbance in the entire Silver Holy City.

After a long time...

The dust that had been billowing outside the window has settled...

What comes into view is no longer the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

Instead, there was a desolate landscape.

Beyond the desolate plains, the mountain ranges stretch endlessly, their contours appearing and disappearing in the distance.

"Holy City...landing complete."

"To repeat... Holy City, landing complete."

The cold, magical synthesized sound echoed throughout the Silver Holy City.

In an instant.

A roar of cheers, like mountains collapsing, resounded throughout the entire Silver Holy City...

Although I had expected it—

But when the holy city was finally established...

Among these civilians forced to leave their homes and eke out a living in the distant skies... many couldn't help but shed tears.

Who would willingly leave their home? But now... they've finally returned home.

Below the magnificent chalk city.

The incredibly dazzling and bright floating array, radiating immense magical power, slowly extinguished.

Immediately afterwards...

Outside the city, massive mechs soared into the sky amidst the dazzling flames of the "simulated solar furnace".

As mechs built from giant magical constructs... their purpose has never been limited to combat.

At this moment, the God of War's "Servants of God" army has been completely wiped out from the continent, with only a few remnants still being hunted down by mobile units...

At this point, these weapons that were once used for fighting and killing... became the most powerful helpers in helping the Silver Civilization rebuild their homes on that barren land and ruins.

.......

One after another, mechs sped off in all directions across this desolate continent, accompanied by rows of magical vehicles transporting construction resources.

The "Servants of God" used to employ a scorched-earth policy.

Therefore, the reconstruction on this barren land and ruins is destined to be an extremely long process.

And at the heart of the Silver Holy City...

In that top-secret conference room, although there were only a handful of people... the atmosphere remained unusually serious, almost freezing cold.

"Your Majesty... although it may be offensive to say this... I still have to state my opinion."

"This plan is... way too crazy—"

"That's too unrealistic!"

"Our Silver Civilization, with great difficulty and the help of the Western Continent and His Majesty Charles, managed to drive those servants of the gods off the ground and gain a respite to rebuild our homeland."

"At this time... we should focus all our national strength and energy on recuperation and development..."

"How can we possibly invest our meager remaining resources in such a crazy and unrealistic plan?"

The Dean of the Arcane Academy spoke with barely concealed urgency and anxiety.

Sweat streamed down his gray beard and dripped onto the ground.

however--

next moment.

"This is a plan proposed by Charles..."

A cool, clear voice slowly echoed through the silent hall.

This answer left the Dean of the Arcane Academy speechless.

Having been proven wrong so many times, his initially impatient heart calmed down in an instant.

“Ciel…he told me a story, and he also told me a sentence…”

"We should press on with our remaining strength to eliminate the enemy, rather than seeking fame like Xiang Yu."

The slender figure turned slightly to the side, her voice clear and cold, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"If one is content simply because the servants of God have retreated..."

"Then perhaps in five years, perhaps in ten, the false gods will surely return... with even greater power and a more powerful army..."

"Living in constant anxiety for five, ten... even fifteen, twenty years..."

"I don't want to just live a life of complacency, under the shadow of the false gods who may descend again at any moment... just getting by and barely scraping by."

"That's not the future I want, not the future the Silver Civilization wants, and not the future the Western Continent wants either."

The Empress paused slightly in her cool and aloof tone.

Beneath the silver mask, her beautiful eyes flashed with glimmers of bright light.

She toyed with the exquisite crown in her hand and slowly spoke:

"If the Silver Civilization is destined for destruction..."

"Then... I will choose to die standing up."

.......

"Since it was His Majesty Charles's suggestion..."

"Then, I have nothing more to say..."

After a long silence, the Dean of the Arcane Academy finally spoke.

Even now, he still believes that Charles's plan is too audacious and too unrealistic...

However, given all that has happened so far, and the increasingly close exchanges between the Western Continent and the Silver Continent in recent days, the situation has changed dramatically.

The Dean of the Arcane Academy has gained a new understanding of Charles.

He is a... true wizard with the power to turn the rotten into the magical.

Even though the plan seemed somewhat incomprehensible to me...

But if it were Ciel...

Maybe it really is possible?

However, the Dean of the Arcane Academy abruptly stopped midway through his speech.

He stared in astonishment at the crown being toyed with in the palm of that slender figure...

At the very center of that crown, where something should have been inlaid, there was now an empty space.

"His Majesty......"

"Your 'Sands of Time'...?"