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Merlin smiled softly, his fingertips elegantly brushing the white hair at his temples.

As he moved, several flowers emitting faint light bloomed out of thin air and then disappeared into the air in an instant.

"It is I, the Flower Magician - Merlin."

His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, yet it carried a mysterious rhythm, as if every syllable contained magical power.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the blonde girl next to Tohsaka Rin. The smile on his face became even gentler, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his purple eyes.

The air in the workshop seemed to freeze at this moment.

"And you,"

He spoke softly, with an indescribable familiarity and kindness in his voice.

"Long time no see, Lily~"

Altria Pendragon—the young Knight King who appeared in the form of "Lily"—now had her emerald eyes wide open.

She gripped the holy sword tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the effort, but she unconsciously relaxed her grip under Merlin's gentle gaze.

The candlelight danced on her golden hair, illuminating the look of disbelief on her face.

"Merlin...Sensei?"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"How could you...you're not dead?"

Merlin blinked, a sly smile curling up the corners of his mouth. His expression was exactly the same as when he taught the young King Arthur in Camelot:

"Oh, so this Holy Grail War is going to be really interesting~"

Toosaka Rin looked at the strange atmosphere between the two and couldn't help but sigh.

Her azure eyes glanced back and forth between Merlin and Altria, and finally she shook her head helplessly:

"and many more..."

There was obvious confusion in her voice.

"What exactly is going on?"

The candlelight in the workshop suddenly flickered violently, as if it was also marveling at this unexpected reunion.

Merlin's wide sleeves moved without wind. He smiled mysteriously, but did not immediately answer Toosaka Rin's question.

Several magic petals spun at his fingertips, eventually turning into starlight and dissipating into the air.

Chapter 94: Turns out he's just a wage earner (referring to Merlin)

"Oh, so he's just a wage earner..."

Merlin was so shocked that he didn't choke to death when he heard this. He clutched his chest and started coughing violently, causing the sleeves of his wide mage robe to tremble violently.

“Cough! Cough cough…”

A helpless wry smile appeared on the white-haired nightmare's face, and a hint of self-mockery flashed in his violet eyes.

The magic flower that had bloomed at his fingertips withered instantly, turning into dots of fluorescent light and dissipating into the air.

"you're right,"

He wiped the non-existent blood from the corner of his mouth gracefully, his voice filled with a hint of resigned ridicule.

"In your words, I am indeed just a wage earner..."

He deliberately dragged out the tone.

"Or the kind that was forced..."

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan reached out and gently rubbed Melyuchina's head.

The silver dragon girl's long silver hair flowed between his fingers like silk woven by moonlight.

"OK OK,"

His tone was somewhat helpless, but a gentle smile flickered in his violet eyes.

"Don't embarrass him, this guy is at least polite."

Melyuchina stuck out her tongue playfully when she heard that, but the silver dragon's tail unconsciously straightened a little.

Although I've never met him before, the aura emanating from this flower magician before me is...

The subtle aura that was a mixture of nightmare magic and charlatan characteristics set off the alarm in her dragon instinct.

"So there's something as abstract as inhibition in your world?"

Zhou Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, his gaze turning to the deepening dusk outside the window.

He recalled the concept Merlin had just mentioned -

The collective unconscious of mankind called "Alaya", and "Gaia" representing the will of the planet.

These two inhibitory forces are like the world's immune system, automatically activating defense mechanisms when destructive factors appear.

Merlin smiled bitterly and shook his head, a fleeting magical flower blooming from his fingertips.

The petals turned into stardust and dissipated before falling to the ground, as if implying some truth of impermanence.

"It's more troublesome than abstraction..."

His gaze suddenly became profound, as if it penetrated time and space.

"Those invisible vortexes of power are the very existence that even a nightmare hybrid like me has to work for..."

Having said that, he shrugged gracefully, his wide sleeves swaying in the wind.

But everyone present could feel that behind that nonchalant tone, there was an unspeakable heaviness hidden.

after all...

Those high and mighty gods and alien gods, these two restraining forces they couldn't move, so they could only embarrass relatively "ordinary" guys like him...

A hint of self-mockery flashed across Merlin's violet eyes, and then his cynical smile returned.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and countless flowers of light bloomed in the room, cleverly changing the subject.

"But there's one thing you might be wrong about, Mr. Zhou Yuan~"

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the hem of his black windbreaker swayed gently as he turned around.

A hint of interest flashed in his violet eyes as he looked at Merlin's face with a sly smile:

"How to say?"

The White-Haired Nightmare didn't answer immediately. He gracefully raised his hand, and the magic flowing from his fingertips transformed into two suspended spheres in the air.

One glowed with a faint golden light, while the other was surrounded by a dark red mist.

The two spheres orbit each other while maintaining a subtle distance, as if interpreting some kind of cosmic law.

"Not 'this world'."

Merlin said softly, his violet eyes reflecting the light of the orb.

His wide sleeves of the wizard's robe moved without wind, and the falling fluorescent petals formed a star-like trail around the sphere.

The Flower Magician raised a meaningful smile:

"I and even my two half-superiors are actually outsiders to this world."

He flicked his fingertips, and the two spheres suddenly twisted and deformed, turning into two intertwined streams of light.

"So you say they are the restraining force of this world, and you might even be exaggerating them."

As the wage earner mercilessly complained about his two suppressive bosses, there was even a hint of gloating on his face.

He shrugged gracefully, and the fluorescent petals fell with his movements, looking particularly dreamy in the moonlight.

Melyuchina's dragon tail suddenly tightened, and the silver scales gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Her golden vertical pupils shrank slightly as she stared at the two gradually disappearing spheres, a barely perceptible alertness flashing in her eyes.

His slender fingers unconsciously touched the dragon pattern on his waist, as if ready to summon weapons at any time.

Bavanshi tilted her head, her long pink hair swaying gently with her movements.

There was a gleam of curiosity in his gray eyes, and his pointed fangs bit his lower lip lightly, like a cat that had found a new toy.

Zhou Yuan looked at Merlin and suddenly chuckled.

The deep laughter was particularly clear in the night wind, the hem of the black windbreaker rustled with the fluctuations of magic power, and the silver embroidery on the corners of the clothes drew graceful arcs in the moonlight.

"interesting..."

There was a sharp glint in his violet eyes.

"It seems that this Holy Grail War is much more complicated than we imagined."

"But there is one thing I believe you, Mr. Zhou Yuan, have already guessed."

Merlin gracefully twirled the staff in his hand, and a few fleeting magical flowers bloomed from the tip of the staff.

There was a glint of cunning in his violet eyes.

"There is indeed one, ah, no..."

He deliberately dragged out the tone.

"It's more like a group of people who haven't realized the current situation yet and are trying to take advantage of this Holy Grail War to make trouble."

……

"What are they whispering about?"

Toosaka Rin frowned, her eyes full of confusion.

Although he was sitting not far away, all he could hear were vague sounds, as if they were filtered out by some invisible barrier.

"Can you hear me clearly?"

She turned to look at Illya beside her, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.

The silver-haired little loli also shook her head, with curiosity glittering in her ruby ​​eyes.

She subconsciously clenched the ruby ​​in her hand, wondering if she remembered something.

"Shielding tape..."

Patchouli narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sharp glint flashed in her amethyst-like eyes.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe moved without wind, and the jeweled hair accessories in her hair swayed gently as she thought.

This learned witch was extremely sensitive to any flow of energy, and she was certain that—

Neither Zhou Yuan nor Merlin, the great wizard in King Arthur's legend, had cast any soundproofing or filtering magic.

But even so, she could only catch a few fragmentary nouns in their conversation.

"'Inhibition', 'Outsider'..."

Her slender fingers gently adjusted her glasses, and the moonlight reflected from the lenses obscured the glint in her eyes.

"It seems we can make some progress in understanding the reason why Gensokyo disappeared..."

Chapter 95 Different Worlds Are Merging

Patchouli walked slowly to Zhou Yuan's side, the moonlight casting a layer of silver light on her long purple hair.

Her amethyst eyes reflected the halo of flowing magic, the wide sleeves of the witch's robe swayed gently with her elegant steps, and the crescent hair ornament in her hair sparkled with mysterious light in the night.

"how?"

Her voice was as soft as water, yet filled with unquestionable certainty.

Slender fingers gently brushed across the ancient lines on the cover of the magic book.

"This time the harvest should be much greater than before, right?"

Zhou Yuan stared at the magical halo flowing in his hand, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.

The halos danced between his slender fingers like living elves.