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

"You've gotten this far faster than I expected."

She looked around at the scenery.

"You still have things to do in this world, don't you?"

"Ah."

Ciel nodded.

Putting aside the aftermath of Aurora City, he still hadn't finished dealing with the Twilight Witch mentioned by the ghosts.

and--

In Charles's heart, there was still a grand idea for a forbidden spell waiting for him to put into practice.

"Nuclear Explosion" magic.

It's not just something that can be used to destroy and kill enemies.

"Then when you return to the Western Continent, come to the Black Tower headquarters to see me."

The golden elf stood before Charles, gazing at his face.

It was only then that she realized that the boy she had taken as her apprentice more than ten years ago had grown much taller and she had to look up to him.

Compared to when the two first met more than ten years ago, Ciel's facial features are much more defined, with sharp lines.

"Now that you've come this far..."

"There are some things I should tell you..."

"it is good."

Charles nodded.

"Then, see you at the Black Tower."

"See you at the Black Tower."

The golden elf nodded and then turned away.

Those crystalline spatial cracks reappeared, swallowing up that slender and graceful figure.

Charles watched his teacher leave.

Only after the tiny spatial crack had completely disappeared did Charles turn his head back to look at the bone demon ghost beside him.

The already illusory form of the deceased was now even dimmer, and it was difficult to see clearly without careful observation.

However, at this moment, the Bone Demon's face showed only a sigh of relief.

The key to sustaining the existence of the deceased is the obsession they held in life.

However, after encountering Charles, truly learning that the wizarding tradition had not been severed due to his own willfulness, and witnessing firsthand the great feat of killing a god, as well as the grand funeral held for the Tower of Pure White.

The greatest regret in the hearts of the departed souls has already vanished.

"Thank you--"

"Also, thank you to your teacher as well."

"Let me, at the end of everything, be able to put aside my previous regrets, sleep peacefully, and return to the embrace of the goddess of magic."

The spirit looked intently at Charles and bowed slightly.

"Then, it is time for my soul, which should not exist in this world, to take its final bow and leave the stage."

His illusory body gradually faded, turning into shimmering specks of light.

He looked at Charles and suddenly spoke.

"My last wish."

"If possible... please take care of Renata for me."

"Although I do not regret my act of revenge... there is still a lingering sense of guilt in my heart towards her."

"After all, it was I who personally deprived her of the wonderful life she should have had as a young girl."

"Then, she was trained into an ultimate weapon that blasphemed the gods."

"I feel guilty towards her..."

After speaking, the ghost closed its eyes without waiting for Charles's reply.

In the silence, he slowly awaited his end.

Generally speaking, the maximum lifespan of vengeful spirits is only a few years or even several decades.

Its ability to survive for over two hundred years is a result of his intense obsession.

After two hundred years, his spirit was already nearing its end. Even if Charles didn't awaken him, his soul would vanish within a few years.

At this moment, Ciel has fulfilled his greatest wish, which is already the best ending for him.

Although there are still some shortcomings and things are not yet perfect, he is already content.

If it weren't for Ciel, his passing would have been even more regrettable.

However......

After waiting with its eyes closed for a long time, the departed soul still did not get to see its final moments of vanishing into nothingness.

even--

Quite the contrary!

He also felt that his mental energy, which should have been exhausted, had become even more solid, even better than when he was first awakened.

After waiting a while longer, the spirit could no longer contain its curiosity and explored its spiritual senses.

Then--

He then sensed it.

A tremendous spiritual force flowed from the side, allowing him to maintain the solidity of his spirit.

The ghost involuntarily opened its mouth wide.

This was undoubtedly beyond his common sense as a wizard.

To maintain the existence of a vengeful spirit, it is not simply a matter of infusing it with spiritual power.

To know--

He was a true legend in his lifetime.

Even though they are vengeful spirits that have been transformed after death, their essence is still that of a genuine legendary figure.

In a typical legend, to keep a fellow legend's vengeful spirit from dissipating...

Then, in just a few seconds, his mental energy would be completely drained.

In severe cases, it is even possible that their spiritual ocean will shatter, causing them to fall from the legendary rank.

however--

The spiritual energy transmitted from Charles was like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

Even though the total amount of spiritual energy he absorbed from him was enough to drain several legendary mages dry, Xia Er's expression remained completely calm.

It was as if this spiritual power was utterly insignificant to him.

"Why...do you have to do this?"

The departed soul shook its head slightly.

He thought that Xia Er had used some secret technique to stimulate mental power, or had used a one-time treasure that could stabilize the soul.

Regardless of the type, they are all extremely precious and rare magical items.

After all, mental strength is the foundation of a wizard's power; whether using magic or forbidden spells, they all rely on the existence of mental strength.

This secret method and its tools—

For any wizard, it is a life-saving trump card, which can fully restore their fighting power when their mental energy is exhausted. Once it is used, it is the last chance.

To waste resources on a dying man like him now, just to prolong his life, is utterly a waste.

“Wraiths...should never exist in this world.”

"My passing is an inevitable outcome, and even if I were to forcibly extend my life, it would not change anything, so why waste my energy on such things?"

However, the next moment.

Suddenly, he heard Charles's laughter.

"Senior, for me—"

"What I hate most is the phrase 'destined and unchangeable'."

"We wizards have given up leisure time for entertainment and indulgence, immersing ourselves day after day in books and magical tomes to learn knowledge and meticulously study arcane arts..."

"Isn't it all for—"