Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

"scare!"

With a start, Beo's ears stood up and he subconsciously changed back into human form, groping all over his body with his hands.

"No wounds? No pain? I survived!"

He cheered softly, the relief of regaining new life made his head light as a cloud.

"Is this what life is? Being able to breathe and move. I never noticed before that just this is enough to make me so happy."

Aiwen quietly watched the fantasy species that had lived for a long time running and jumping like a child. The golden light that he had taken from the golden wolf in his hand became more and more illusory.

"You let me go? Why? I was the one who attacked you first, so I deserve the retaliation."

After venting his depressed thoughts, Beo came to Aiwen honestly and looked at him eagerly.

He was not naive enough to think that he was safe, as the person who had control over his life and death had not spoken yet.

"I don't intend to retaliate against you, because I'm not angry."

Playing with the light in his hand that seemed to be a physical entity, Aiwen seemed to be operating something.

"From the beginning, I never said anything like I would take revenge on you or kill you."

"But didn't you say you didn't want me to be a hindrance? Besides killing me, do you want me to submit?"

The golden wolf asked timidly, no reluctance or resistance in his words.

"You are very strong, much stronger than me. If you wish, I am willing to submit."

"That's not necessary. I took 'it' from you. You're no longer an obstacle, so go ahead and do whatever you want."

Aiwen waved the materialized light in his hand and spoke gently, while Beo's eyes were completely attracted by the swaying light.

"What is that? It feels so familiar, almost like a part of my body."

"It's quite accurate to say it's a part of your body. In fact, it's much more closely connected to you than just your physical body. It's your mystery itself."

"What?" Golden Wolf didn't understand.

"To put it simply, I used magic on you, separating the millennia-old mystery you possessed from you as an individual. Although you are still a Phantasmagoric, you are no longer immune to modern magic."

"Is it actually possible to do such a thing?!"

The golden wolf looked at itself in shock, but didn't notice anything unusual. It only felt a sense of emptiness from being hungry.

"Is this the magician Miss Orange wants me to fight? Does she think too highly of me?"

Actually, Miss Orange wants him to die, right?!

Chapter 48: Postwar Remnants

"Anyway, we're done with you. Feel free to do whatever you want from now on." Aiwen nodded to the golden wolf and turned to leave. "Tonight's battle is over. I hope I didn't disturb the residents' sweet dreams."

"Wait." Jinlang didn't know where he got the courage from, but when he saw the back, he took the initiative to stop him.

Aiwen stopped and looked at the golden wolf in confusion, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Why don't you just kill me?" After struggling for a while, Beo finally asked the question. "I don't know how you did it, but killing me directly would definitely be easier than maintaining my current state."

“Hehe, not necessarily for me.”

Aiwen seemed to find the question amusing. "I only do things according to my own ideas. Life is very rare, especially life that can communicate. It would be a pity to kill it."

"Rather than carrying around these negative emotions, it's better to not get involved in it in the first place. After all, I'm a person who follows my heart, so I'm sure the outcome will be the one I like."

His answer was like a spark that ignited cotton wool, and Beo's expression suddenly brightened, and his confusion was swept away.

"So that's how it is. Yes, life is indeed precious." Beo muttered to himself, "Why didn't I notice this before? Am I trapped by a false sense of perfection?"

Until this moment, Beo finally felt that he had obtained something real. The illusory perfection of the past was gone forever, but he did not feel sorry at all.

Shaking his own hands, he felt the spark of his life flickering.

"This joy, this ugliness, this beauty... I may have found a small answer about myself."

Filled with excitement, Beo looked up and forward. He wanted to thank the adults who had given him these experiences, and the thought of repaying the kindness came to his mind uncontrollably.

But—"Huh?"

The golden wolf opened his eyes wide. There was nothing in front of him. There was no beautiful figure of the adult. Only the desolate land after the war remained.

"How could it be!" He changed back into wolf form and tried to sniff the scent, but still no trace was left.

You know, his sense of smell is sharper than human imagination, but now it is of no use at all. This fact makes him feel useless.

"My lord is gone."

After realizing this, Golden Wolf fell into a long period of depression.

The cold wind visited this open space again, but this time it was no longer mixed with scorching magic. Perhaps in order to balance this moment of chaos, the weather would become abnormal in the next few days.

Aiwen managed to control the intensity of the battle for the time being and carefully disposed of the remaining magic power, so that the natural system would not have any problems due to a forest turning into a barren mountain.

In addition, Miss Aozaki Touko barely survived this disastrous battle at the cost of losing a leg and an eye.

But for a weak human like her, being able to keep her life is a blessing.

Dragging his broken body, Orange slowly approached and called out the name of his familiar: "Beo, how are you? What happened in the end?"

"Miss Orange, you survived! Life is so tenacious, it's struggling to stay away from death."

"What are you talking about?" Orange's face twitched in pain.

In order to survive the storm, she tried her best to create a hole, but her magic power was not enough, resulting in the hole being too small and one of her legs had to be left outside.

The violently disturbed magic storm was not a gentle thing. Orange's legs were almost cut off one by one.

"But at least you survived, didn't you?" Beo tilted his head after listening to Orange's story. "As long as you're still alive, you can always find a way."

"How did you become so human? It's a bit funny for an immortal fantasy creature to talk about life."

Orange cursed with a smile, then she took a deep breath, letting the severe pain subside a little, and asked again the news she most wanted to know.

"So what was the outcome of the battle? Did you win if Beor was the only one there?"

"??"

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Orange looked at Beo with a "what are you talking about" expression on his face, and suddenly felt a stomachache.

Her ominous premonition had come true, and she realized that her plan of returning home for revenge was completely out of control.

"Ah." Orange's eyes went dark and he felt everything was shaking.

I could hear Beor's voice calling out to me, but after that I could hear nothing.

She was already suffering from her injuries, and coupled with the emotional fluctuations, her brain suddenly lost consciousness and she fell into a "peaceful" dream.

"Hmm, Miss Orange is such a nuisance." Beo stared at the pale-faced Orange, shook his head, and changed into a form that was easier to carry.

"Forget it, let me take Miss Orange back this time. You have to thank me."

……

Beo left very quickly, and it was not until a few minutes after he left that Kuonji Yuju, who was like the embodiment of night, arrived at the ruins.

Looking at the extremely miserable battlefield in front of her, the witch felt like she was facing a formidable enemy.

"There's not a trace of magic left in the air, even though there was such a huge amount of ether gathered there before."

The fact that there was no magic power remaining in the atmosphere was a huge anomaly in itself, but even after searching several times on the battlefield, Youzhu still couldn't find many important clues.

But it’s not without gain.

"Is this... a rune stone?" After pushing aside the pile of debris, Youzhu picked out a broken stone but the words on it were not completely erased.

"There are runes engraved on it. Could the previous anomaly have been caused by a magician? What's their purpose?"

Youzhu felt that the situation was very difficult. As everyone knew, magicians were creatures that were best at creating big troubles for their own selfish desires to harm others, and then they had no idea how to clean it up.

"So it's going to be orange?"

Youzhu wandered around the battlefield, trying to find more clues, but ultimately found nothing.

"There's no other way. Let's go back first. Qingzi still needs to be taken care of."

With a sigh, Youzhu gave up her plan to continue exploring and turned to leave, but as she walked, she suddenly felt that she had stepped on a piece of material that felt wrong.

"This is……"

Picking up the plastic fragments under his feet, Youzhu always felt that they looked very familiar, especially the "Sony Ericsson" brand logo engraved on them.

……

On the other hand, Aiwen is now very distressed. He finds himself in an unknown place.

"Is this the aftermath of the Fourth Law? Sure enough, I haven't mastered it completely after just two uses."

"But my teacher has demonstrated this to me before. I guess it's because I accidentally interfered with the boundaries of time and space."

Aiwen looked around at the node where he [fell], trying to find a characteristic object that could determine the era.

But what caught his eyes was a small town burning in a sea of fire.

Chapter 49: The Town Devoured by Gluttony

Although Aiwen was distressed by the inexplicable travel without any prior signs, he was not surprised at all.

The Fourth Law itself is a dangerous authority that maintains the underlying rules. It can observe and change the framework of existence, and it is also the boundary that maintains the distinction between all things.

Once used, everything around it will lose its definite frame and become a simple, weighty concept, turning into dough that can be kneaded at will.

It is simply a black hole in the existential sense, the ultimate single point, and time, space and concepts will be distorted by it.

In contrast to the Second Law, which observes and operates countless parallel universes, there is the evil and demonic Law that converges and returns to zero.

"In the past year that I've been with my teacher, freely traveling between ancient and modern times, China and the West, and the four corners of the world has become a common occurrence. Is it my turn to be involved now?"

He muttered to himself casually, but Aiwen did not stop. He jumped towards the only city within sight at a very fast speed.

He had no interest in what happened in the city. Whether it was conspiracy or fighting, it had nothing to do with him. He just had a preference for good virtues in his heart.

Therefore, rather than being angry at evil deeds, he will be a supporter of good deeds.

"It would be great if there were a few survivors in the city. It would be worth the trip. It would be better if there weren't any left. I don't want to deal with an empty town."

The Aiwen jumping on the top of the tree is like a light feather. The treetop is just bent, and the accumulated energy is like a slingshot that shoots the people who step on it into the distance.

The silvery shadows passing by in the moonlight, the graceful figures scattered in the night, the elegant tracks across the sky as neat as the strings of a musical instrument.

She is not as lovely as a flower, but as natural and free as a cloud. Even the twin princesses of Izeluma are not as beautiful as she is at this moment.

If you can catch up with this beauty, you will surely be able to get a glimpse of the root.

But this peaceful atmosphere came to an abrupt end at a certain moment, the fairyland disappeared, and all the small animals looking up below felt lost.

Aiwen stopped jumping and his face became cold for the first time. From the town in the distance came the smell that he hated.

"Blood, wailing, the stench of offal, and the decaying smell of the Dead Apostles. So that's what it is. Are they devouring the town?"

Aiwen closed his eyes and spoke in a calm tone, but the magic around him was vibrating due to his emotional fluctuations.

His eyes opened, a faint blue light flashed, and then the person disappeared.

No, it's not that he disappeared, it's just that Aiwen's speed of movement exceeded the reaction speed of the human eye. Long and short seemed to lose their scale in front of him, and every step he took would cover a long distance.

In the blink of an eye, the seemingly tiny town was already right in front of them, and the pungent smell of blood was so thick that it seemed to solidify.

There was no need to witness it with one's own eyes; it was obvious what happened behind the city wall, and it was probably no more miserable than hell.