The brave Simmel wants to resign

"But wouldn't that be strange?"

Frilian said calmly, "There is clearly a way to completely resolve the Cursed Spirit Calamity without killing all of humanity or turning all of humanity into sorcerers... or at least reduce it to a level that is almost non-existent—at least it can be done in your generation."

Gojo Satoru stopped exerting force, and Natsumi Yuki looked at him in a daze.

Then Frillian raised a finger—and swung her arm, pointing at Xia Youjie.

"Why don't we just let Xia You eat all the cursed spirits in the world?"

Cursed spirits are born because they can die.

The total number of cursed spirits is in balance with the total number of cursed sorcerers.

So--

If none of them are killed, but exist as part of the spell manipulation technique, wouldn't they be unable to regenerate?

"No! Wait!"

Xia Youjie said hurriedly.

"Do you think I don't want to do that?!"

I really don't want to.

Xia You herself hadn't considered this plan, but she still retorted, "That's completely meaningless... Even if, even if the Spell Manipulation Technique could do that, as soon as I die, the spell will go berserk, it's simply—"

[The Spell Manipulation Technique does not restrict the amount of food one can consume.]

Xia You herself has consistently maintained an eating rate of more than one cat per day.

[If Simmel and Gojo Satoru help... the efficiency will be at least five to six times greater.]

Even so, it's meaningless...

"Then let's consider how to preserve the technique."

Frillie answered without hesitation.

“I continued, before coming here, I used the memories in Simmel’s mind to get a general understanding of the structure of your world’s sorcery.”

"From my personal perspective, there are quite a few ways to solve your problem."

Perhaps because she was still being held up in mid-air by Gojo Satoru, Frillie said in a low voice.

"First, let Xia You live forever."

"Option A: As far as I know, your world has a method for achieving immortality. At the same time, the contents of this method are imprinted on the soul and body. Furthermore, the sorcerers called Tianyuan seem to have the ability to 'assimilate' others. If Xiayou becomes part of Tianyuan before he dies, there should be a chance that he can retain the method."

Before Wu Tiao Wu and Xia Youjie could react.

"Option B, it seems that your world has a convenient thing called [Binding], and [Tangle] is not the only one who has gained immortality by relying on this ability."

"While investigating the field, I noticed the existence of the Simple Field. In modern times, the Simple Field seems to be monopolized by a family force called Shin-Kage-ryu, right? However, the ability to achieve such unified monopoly management is truly perplexing to me. It doesn't seem like something an organization could do; it's more like something an individual could do. I had Simmel investigate a bit more—"

"Frilian said calmly."

"It seems that the head of the Shinkage-ryu family has a rumored method of signing life-related contracts with Shinkage-ryu disciples through [Binding]. In other words, [Binding] can be used to exchange lifespans, and it is possible to make Natsuyu immortal by using similar methods."

Xia Youjie: "Wait, I'm here—"

"Well, it's also possible that Xia You doesn't want immortality. In that case, we'll use the second plan: [Make the spell immortal/permanent]."

Without any sign of interruption, Frillie's logic remained clear.

"First, it can be transformed into a cursed object. In your world, powerful sorcerers can leave behind themselves or their spells as cursed tools/objects after they die. This should involve more complex operations, and it may take some time for me."

"Secondly, there is no need to turn Xia You's spell into a cursed object. We can directly use the existing [cursed objects/cursed tools] to seal Xia You after her death, who has absorbed all the cursed spirits, so that even if her spell goes berserk, the cursed spirits will not be able to reincarnate."

“I inquired about the abilities of all the magical artifacts in Tianyuan, and sure enough, I found something similar to what I had envisioned.”

Frillie raised her hands and rubbed them in front of her eyes.

"【Prison Gate Frontier】".

"This is a top-grade cursed artifact capable of sealing any object. If Xia You wants to die peacefully of old age, then choose this place for your coffin. That way, even if the cursed spirit goes berserk after death, it will only appear inside the Prison Gate, which theoretically can complete the seal."

"This is the general idea, but there are still many details that can be improved. If given more time, I should be able to find even more ways to solve the problem of rampant cursed spirits... Have I said too much? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Gojo Satoru: "............"

Xia Youjie: "............"

The two were silent at first, then shook their heads, and finally subconsciously looked at each other.

A moment later, Wu Tiao Wu let go.

Simmel's body slowly fell back to the ground.

Then, the even taller Gojo Satoru gently placed her down and then softly patted Simmel's clothes to smooth out the wrinkles.

He swallowed hard, saying incredulously.

"Could it be... that you really are a genius?"

"It's just that I'm more experienced."

'Frilian' spoke in a flat tone.

But suddenly he tilted his head back, as if he remembered something.

Xia Youjie's defection happened to be on Christmas Eve, and now...

Simmel seems to have said something about him adding a sentence.

"Merry Christmas."

A hint of warmth crept onto the usually aloof but handsome face.

.........................................

..................

Give her two close friends some time, and Frillie walked out of the cell and onto the ground.

It had already started snowing.

Although her face was still that of Simmel, her expression was serene yet indifferent.

Frilian watched the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Time is running out."

"There are some things I want to tell you, but there's no rush... after all, it's us."

The silence lingered, slowly eroding time, but it didn't feel impatient; it seemed the two had long been accustomed to this state of mutual silence.

There was no language used, yet it felt like a great deal was said...

"Thank you... Well, after all, you're the junior I've been taking care of... Although I find it rather strange that you, Haita, and Aize all took it upon yourselves to mentor juniors and then dump the trouble on me..."

As a Heroic Spirit, Cimer has no way to pull her comrades' true forms to her side. At this moment, Frilian is more like a "preparatory sample" recorded in Valhalla.

Since Frilian has not yet died, she naturally cannot become a Heroic Spirit. However, the concept of a Heroic Spirit transcends time and space, so she still retains a "sample" of herself.

At this moment, Frilian is undoubtedly 'her'.

only...

What period is the current Frilian in?

"Serious?...Hmm, a little."

"After all, it was your request... Of course, what I told Xia You wasn't the whole plan. I only said that because you said that the child seems to lack confidence right now. Actually, to completely solve the problem of the cursed spirit, we still need a lot... Well... you know that."

"Oh, right."

Fine snowflakes gently landed on her brow, and her eyes reflected the swirling snow. It was as if Frilian suddenly remembered something.

“Simmel, you said you liked the magic of creating flower fields, didn’t you?”

Although her voice was still clear and aloof, for some reason, it carried a hint of guilt.

"Although...it might be...a little late..."

She raised her hand; though she had no wand, a fleeting white light still shone from her palm.

"Thank you."

The flowers appear out of nowhere, their color a very light misty blue, with a hint of purple when viewed up close. The stems are slender, adorned with bell-shaped flowers, as if formed from light and wind, clean and beautiful.

"I...like it too."

Frilian gently pinched the crimson grass with her fingertips.

Merry Christmas, Simmel.

Chapter 55 A New Future

The Japanese place great importance on Christmas.

Although in their eyes, Christmas is not a religious holiday at all, but a dating day.

As winter draws to a close, the streets are adorned with colorful lights and Christmas trees. Staff members dressed in red Santa Claus coats are wandering around their assigned areas, handing out flyers.

Simmel even saw at the entrance of the maid café, a young girl in a Christmas lingerie outfit putting her arm around a middle-aged office worker who looked a little hesitant on the side of the road and greeting him warmly.

The world is going to the dogs.

This era is truly shameless.

The brave man shook his head, deeply moved.

December 25th.

Simmel has finished visiting her 'friend' in prison and is walking down the street, observing the passersby from an ancestral perspective.

Christmas this year is still white. The snow-covered shopping streets have a heavy texture, making the dressing dolls behind the floor-to-ceiling windows and their fashionable winter clothes even more festive.

The lazy street corners and alleys also have stylish coffee shops.

Occasionally, you can see high school-aged boys and girls. The boy nervously pulls a small red gift box out of his coat pocket. Because of his nervousness, he has to repeat this action several times before he can complete it. The girl is not in a hurry and waits on tiptoe.

Simmel smiled like an aunt.

He's not the type to get upset about other people's happiness. Of course, he can understand those kinds of people, but he himself just lacks that simple sense of jealousy.