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Lily Ling stood at the door, with a rare hesitation in her voice.

The sunlight filtered through her reddish-brown hair, casting tiny specks of light on the floor.

Her figure seemed particularly thin in the door frame, but she still maintained an elegant posture.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand behind his back to her, his black windbreaker drawing a neat arc in the morning light.

His figure gradually walked away, and finally merged into the bright sunshine at the end of the street, leaving Lily Ling standing alone in front of the door, staring in a daze in the direction he left.

Chapter 104 Preparations before leaving

"So... you've found it yet?"

Remlia crossed her arms across her chest, her long cobalt blue hair shimmering faintly in the moonlight.

Her scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous and charming light like two blood moons.

The small bat wings fluttered unconsciously, causing a slight airflow in the night wind, which rolled up a few fallen rose petals.

It seems that although this proud young lady did not participate in the ceremony on the surface, she has been secretly watching everything...

"I can feel..."

Her voice suddenly became erratic, and her slender fingertips gently stroked the invisible thread of fate in the air.

The moonlight cast a silver glow on her porcelain-white skin, and her fingertips drew mysterious traces in the void.

"The threads of your fate have become increasingly complex."

The vampire's keen perception allowed her to capture the subtle changes in Zhou Yuan. In her eyes, those tangled lines of cause and effect were intertwined like a brilliant galaxy.

"Are you getting ready to go out?"

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, and the collar of his black windbreaker opened slightly with his movement.

He looked directly into Remlia's eyes, and in the depths of the scarlet, he seemed to see some strange colors flowing—

That symbolizes the wisdom and insight of "destiny".

"That's true,"

The corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, and he suddenly leaned closer.

"Why can't you bear to leave me?"

The slender fingers gently stroked the top of Remlia's head, and this intimate gesture made the vampire lady freeze instantly.

Her cobalt blue hair flowed between Zhou Yuan's fingers, carrying the coolness of night dew and the fragrance of roses.

"cough--!!"

Remlia took a sudden step back, a suspicious blush spreading across her fair cheeks, and even her pointed ears were stained a faint pink.

She turned her face away in panic, her bat wings unconsciously folded behind her, and she stood up on guard like a frightened little animal:

"You wish! Who would be reluctant to part with you?"

Her voice was unnaturally high, and it sounded particularly clear in the quiet night.

"If you want to leave, leave now!"

But as soon as she said that, she realized her mistake.

The small patent leather shoes rubbed against the floor nervously, and finally gave way under Zhou Yuan's smiling gaze.

The moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows on her delicate profile.

"All right..."

Her voice suddenly became so low that it was almost inaudible, and her fingers twisted the hem of her skirt unconsciously.

“There is indeed a little bit…”

Zhou Yuan chuckled and rubbed her little head even harder.

This action made Remlia's carefully groomed hair suddenly become messy, and a few strands of cobalt blue hair curled up playfully, looking particularly cute in the moonlight.

"Hey! Stop!"

Remlia angrily slapped his hand away, but she couldn't hide the upward curve at the corner of her mouth.

She subconsciously adjusted her messed up hair, a trace of shame and anger flashed in her scarlet eyes.

“My hair is a mess!”

"Haha, don't worry~"

Zhou Yuan laughed loudly, the hem of his black windbreaker swaying gently with his hearty laughter.

"We won't leave so soon. At least we should make preparations in advance!"

"Humph--"

The vampire lady turned her face away proudly, her small nose slightly wrinkled.

In the moonlight, her cobalt blue hair was like a flowing river of stars, swaying gently in the night breeze.

Although he was harsh in his words, his tense shoulders were obviously relaxed.

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"Lostbelt?"

Patchouli gently pushed her glasses up with her slender fingers, and a hint of deep thought flashed in her amethyst eyes.

The candlelight in the library cast a flickering light and shadow on her delicate profile, illuminating her slightly furrowed brow.

"Is it referring to the timeline in which human history develops abnormally and in the wrong direction?"

Her voice was low and magnetic, and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the gilded edge of the magic book.

"According to the intelligence I've obtained, that's indeed the case."

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly, and the collar of his black windbreaker swayed slightly with his movements.

His violet eyes reflected the light of the candle, making them look particularly deep.

"The guy behind this seems to be hiding there. What do you think, Patch?"

The purple-haired witch was silent for a moment, her wide witch robe sleeves swaying gently as she thought.

In the candlelight, the doubt in her eyes spread like ripples on the water.

“Not too many problems…”

She spoke slowly, with a hint of subtle emotion in her voice.

"It's just that I suddenly feel that their world is really weird..."

Patchouli looked at the night sky outside the laboratory window, the brilliant stars reflected in her purple eyes.

Her fingertips gently slid across an ancient book on the bookshelf, as if touching a distant memory.

"The different possibilities of human history must be determined..."

Her voice suddenly became erratic.

"I think I understand why they want to merge with this world."

"Patch, do you know something?"

Zhou Yuan keenly sensed the deeper meaning in her words, and the hem of his black windbreaker swayed gently as he leaned forward.

The witch lady's mouth corners suddenly curled up in a mysterious arc, and the hair accessories in her purple hair flickered cunningly in the candlelight.

"Who knows~"

She shrugged playfully, and her wide sleeves flowed like water with this movement.

"I just suddenly remembered a fantasy I had before I came into contact with magic."

She placed her fingertips lightly on her lips, silencing them.

The candlelight flickered strangely at this moment, casting flickering shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to see her true expression at the moment.

Zhou Yuan raised his hand and gently stroked his black hair with his fingertips. He seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back when the words came to his lips.

He stood up, the hem of his black windbreaker drawing an elegant arc in the candlelight, and walked towards the library door.

Just as his boots were about to step over the threshold, Patchouli's cold voice suddenly came from behind him:

"If the Lostbelt must be cut..."

Her voice was like a cold winter breeze, which made Zhou Yuan stop involuntarily.

He turned his head slightly and saw Patchouli's amethyst eyes shining with deep light under the candlelight.

"Then why do they still exist?"

Her fingertips tapped the tabletop lightly, making a rhythmic sound.

"I always feel that there is something more complicated behind this."

Zhou Yuan could feel the concern in her words, a tacit understanding that went beyond words.

Patchouli pushed up her glasses, the candlelight reflected from the lenses obscuring the emotions in her eyes, but the subtle curve at the corner of her mouth revealed her worry.

"Be careful,"

Her voice suddenly softened, with a rare gentleness.

"Don't be tricked~"

The last rising tone made the heavy atmosphere suddenly become relaxed, and Zhou Yuan's mouth corners rose unconsciously.

"understood,"

There was a smile in his voice.

"My great magician."

As his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Patchouli sighed softly, the candlelight casting flickering light and shadows on her delicate face.

Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the pages of the book, and the jeweled hair accessories in her purple hair sparkled mysteriously under the light.

Chapter 105 The Forgotten Past...or...the Future?

"Cough cough..."

Two slightly deliberate coughs came from behind, and were particularly clear in the silent corridor.

Zhou Yuan turned around and saw Melyuchina and Ba Wanxi standing at the intersection of light and shadow, with a somewhat unnatural look of uneasiness on their faces.

Melyuchina's long silver hair shone with a cold luster under the light, while Bawanshi twisted the hem of her skirt nervously, with a complex light flashing in her gray eyes.

"I heard...are you going to a special place?"

Melyuzina spoke first, a rare hesitation in her voice.

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows, and the collar of his black windbreaker swayed slightly as he turned around:

"Indeed, what's wrong?"

The two girls exchanged a meaningful look, and there seemed to be an invisible electric current flowing in the air.

After a moment's silence, Bawanshi took a deep breath and took a step forward.

Her eyes, like pure grey gemstones, stared directly at Zhou Yuan, but her voice was much softer than usual:

"Father, where you are going..."

Her fingertips unconsciously brushed across the decoration on her chest.

"Is it what you people here call a 'Lostbelt'?"

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his violet eyes:

"Yeah, how did you know?"

Melyuchina suddenly stepped forward, her silver hair fluttering gently with her rapid movements:

"Don't worry about that for now!"

Her voice was firm and unyielding.