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

"Maybe it's not a good thing for you right now."

Unlike his previous appearance where he was tortured by suffering and collapsed into nothingness, Noyer's eyes were now full of admiration and obedience.

Aiwen knew that this was not a healthy state.

But it is still somewhat better than before. At least it can support this broken girl to move forward. Let time heal the future.

"Your words are so profound. Although Noelle doesn't understand them, he will definitely remember them."

After nodding half-heartedly, Noelle seemed to remember something and quickly took out a small gem from his pocket and handed it to Aiwen solemnly.

"Sir, this was left to you by an old man after you suddenly disappeared. He said he must pass it on to you."

Aiwen took the gem and just rubbed it slightly, and he understood the general situation.

"The way this magic flows is the gem magic that Zelrich is so good at. Did he forget to tell me something earlier?"

After watching it for a few seconds, Aiwen understood how to activate this magic trick.

He loosened his grip, letting the gem fall to the ground due to gravity and shatter into pieces. A spell was carved out in the broken gem, shining with a faint light.

This is the magic of taking photos.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you."

Zelrich's majestic figure emerged from the ritual, with a bit of a misaligned image, as if there was some poor contact.

"Let's let those ancestors go. Their presence is indispensable to the future of this worldline. I've already made an agreement with them to restrain themselves from now on and never engage in city-eating behavior again."

"But I guess bloodsucking is inevitable. But there are so many scum in the world, especially most magicians. Let them pick out some to suck. That would be the best of both worlds."

"But I am indeed in the wrong in this matter. Consider it as one more favor I owe you. No matter what troubles you have in the future, you can always call me and I will never refuse."

"Also, I have a gift for you. If you want to return to your original time and space, it will take quite a while if you calculate it yourself. This will surely help."

With that, the image of the Jewel Master vanished, and the magic spell on the ground lost its effect. It seemed that this was originally a one-time thing.

However, there were still specific magical fluctuations in the remaining gem fragments. Aiwen picked them up and carefully identified them.

In just a dozen seconds, the message hidden in the fluctuations was deciphered.

"So it's the coordinates? Indeed, with them, there's no need for space-time disturbance calculations. Space-time travel is indeed the advantage of the second method."

Aiwen gladly accepted the apology. In fact, when he came out of the Millennium City, he found that all the ancestors who were supposed to be trapped by him had disappeared.

I originally thought that they escaped by using their own skills, but now it seems that they couldn't have escaped without the help of Bao Shi Weng.

"But never mind. I don't have the heart to hunt them right now."

Like a joke, he easily gave up his original purpose. Aiwen no longer had the interest to continue fighting.

Originally, he was a person who only acted according to his own will. He could not ignore the things in front of him because of his ideas, but he had no intention of saving the world.

The duel with Elquet had already satisfied him greatly. Even now, he could not forget the violent beauty from the planet and the magnificence of nature's offensive.

Compared with this, other battles are unlikely to arouse the feeling of being spoiled, just like the period of laziness after a full meal.

So that's all for tonight.

Time to end.

Aiwen was preparing to return to the countryside where he had lived for more than ten days.

Although he actually has no place to stay anywhere in the world, he still likes the remote town called Misaki Town.

There is only one reason.

But this one was enough, Aiwen recalled the noise in school and the pleasantness of strolling at night.

“It’s a pleasure to be with them.”

Chapter 60 Return to Misaki Town

"My Lord, are you leaving?"

Behind Aiwen, Noelle asked pitifully in a low voice.

She was not stupid, but judging from the information revealed in these conversations, the answers were already obvious.

"Well, I'm leaving. Although it may be a bit cruel, you have to chart your own course in the future. No one else can help you with that."

"I, I know..."

He really wanted to ask the person in front of him to stay, and wanted to follow him forever, but Noyer couldn't speak.

"It is not the followers' business to change the adults' decisions. All we can do is obey them."

The girl, with such a humble self-awareness, forced herself to smile tearfully.

"I will cherish your gift, sir, and use this power for good."

"No, there's no need for that." Aiwen casually denied this statement: "Although the source is me, since I've lent it to you, you can use it as you please."

“There’s no need to constrain yourself, and there’s no need to care about others.”

"Until one day, when you and I meet again, and you can face me with pride and confidence, and return this loan with your chest held high, then this encounter will be worth celebrating."

"what……"

"See you later, then."

Aiwen waved goodbye, and his figure gradually became invisible.

Noyer suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart, like a bird with broken wings that could not fly and could only wait to die, and then someone picked it up from the mud.

The fate of garbage, the pain of losing loved ones, and the familiar life that is gone forever, all of these tormented her all the time.

The terrible and terrifying night triggered her protective mechanism, and her emotions were suppressed to the bottom of her heart.

But it was not until this moment that Noelle seemed to feel the pain. She discovered the huge gap in her heart that she had ignored for a long time.

In an instant, as if waking from a dream, a wave of emotions so surging that she was unable to express destroyed the calm expression she had maintained all night.

Unable to hold back her tears, she fell to her knees sobbing.

"It hurts so much, it's so uncomfortable. Will I ever be able to hold my head high again?"

"I don't actually want power. I want my parents to come back. Even if it means I have to work for the family forever and never leave the town..."

"Everyone, I haven't done anything wrong, and this isn't the future I want..."

This time, no one could answer her cry, as Aiwen's figure had disappeared with the appearance of the first rays of light in the sky.

For Noyer, this was a brief, belated miracle bell, and only he shamelessly grabbed the last escape ticket.

After the bells stopped ringing, all that remained were the ruins of a town struck by a sudden disaster and less than a hundred survivors.

There was also a young girl who managed to stand up straight and wiped away her tears.

Daybreak brought an end to the long night. It was not until noon that the mysterious organizations finally arrived.

But they were also confused by this scene.

Even after the Holy Church and the Magic Association took turns investigating and even resorted to soul-searching, they could only come to a conclusion that was far-fetched.

The event code-named "French Incident" was sealed in the vague and incoherent tales of the survivors.

Until the end, the most important information the church and the association received was the emergence of the two concepts of "God" and "Blesser".

The church scoffed at this and wrote it off.

The association was somewhat interested and wanted to capture the so-called "God" for experiments, but ultimately gained nothing.

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At this moment, Aiwen is walking in the bizarre cracks of time and space, following the coordinate point left by Bao Shi Weng.

If the second method is to controllably switch positions in countless time and space, then the fourth method is to passively fall randomly among the papers stacked in time and space.

Although time travel is possible, it is not my job after all and has many shortcomings.

Aiwen's teacher could only use magic to drift around at will. Now he was in ancient Babylon, and the next second he was in the new city of the future.

This second he was in the lunar war world line on the verge of extinction, and the next second he arrived in the Romanian Holy Grail War world line.

So the teacher has no home to speak of. Ever since he became a magician, he has been wandering, without settling down, just walking.

But as the successor, Aiwen is much stronger than his teacher. First of all, there is a gap in control.

Aiwen can reduce the scope of influence of magic to the minimum. As long as he does not relax, it will not have much impact on time and space. The aura obtained after the magic is proved will be blocked and cannot operate on its own.

Even if he accidentally went too far and fell into the gap in time and space, he could gradually return to the previous coordinates through long calculations and establishment.

Of course, if you have the coordinate information from the beginning, there will be less pressure.

So, with the friendly help of Bao Shi Weng, Aiwen only took a short period of self-perception time to return to the time and space node where he had fallen before.

As smooth as a freshly boiled egg being squeezed out of its shell, the chaotic and colorful black scene around it faded away, and familiar colors came into view.

"He's back."

After a careful look around, Aiwen discovered that this was the alley where he and Youzhu had first met. He still remembered the location of the Dead Apostle he had killed.

It was late at night, around one in the morning, the time when demonic and mysterious nature were most active.

The air he breathed carried the unique coolness of winter. Aiwen extinguished the magic light in his body and confirmed the hidden status of some memory nodes.

"About ten days left?"

Aiwen muttered to himself.

The planet's rejections have been increasing in frequency lately, and he's getting closer to the point where he has to decide whether to fight the world or never be reborn like his teacher.

Of course, going up against the world wasn't something Aiwen was afraid of, but he decided to emulate his teacher's path.

Whether it was awkward or out of gratitude, he thought that such behavior was a kind of commemoration of his teacher. Anyway, he really had nothing worth caring about in this world.

So this short period of time until the choice was his last free time.

In order not to think too much and affect his mood, he would deliberately hide some memory nodes from himself, leaving only a faint impression.

Such as now.

"Well."

Shaking his head, a familiar yet strange sense of loss lingered in his heart, and Aiwen instantly understood the current situation.

"It's a wonderful feeling. Just by removing some key points, a person's spirit and personality will indeed be subtly different."

"If I write it into an article, maybe I can win an award."

With a light muttering, Aiwen put all this behind him.

After all, it is difficult for him to explain his current situation, so he might as well just enjoy the present time. It’s all his own business anyway, so there’s nothing to delve into.

But just as he strolled for a while and just walked out of the alley, an astonishing collision of magical power broke out in the direction of the school far away from the street.

Aiwen was very familiar with the owner of that magic power.

"Aozaki and Arizuma, are they fighting someone?"

Chapter 61: The Music Before the Long Night

Time goes back to the night that Aiwen left.

After the battle with the Golden Wolf, Youzhu arrived at the scene, but the site was destroyed so thoroughly that it was difficult to find any remaining traces.

In the end she only found a few fragments.