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

"Didn't you ask before why Nero Chaos doesn't have the Principle Blood Ring? Because he doesn't exist in this time and space."

"That's why he appeared without any warning, and that's why he's fundamentally different from the ancestor that Elquet knew."

Pulling Erquil away, Aiwen looked into her eyes. Her lake-green eyes were so sparkling that it was as if moonlight was dancing in them.

"The fourth law aggravates the existence of the holder, for it is the law that returns everything to the origin and flows out again."

"Time and space will collapse towards me, the end point, and the same goes for my destiny. If I stay here any longer, who knows what extraordinary things will happen again, and Misaki Town will be destroyed."

Elquet shook his head desperately, rejecting Aiwen's explanation, and the tears at the corners of his eyes were so obvious.

"I don't like hearing hypothetical topics like this. After all, isn't it just speculation? Even if there are problems in the future, wouldn't it be better to just solve them?"

To her, Misaki Town was no different from the pebbles on the roadside, but Aiwen wanted to leave for the pebbles. How could Elquet accept this?

But her trembling words also lost their power in Aiwen's smile. That smile that missed the past was the most unshakable foundation.

"That might be a solution, but I don't want to do that, because my teacher embarked on an endless journey with no reward just to avoid affecting the world."

“It wasn’t until you met me that this journey came to an end.”

"It has practiced the principle of concealing itself for a lifetime. As its successor, I also want to embark on this journey and see for myself."

"So, Elquet, you have to let me go."

There was no other way. Elquet felt as if he had lost his strength. He could clearly create an earthquake with his bare hands, but now he couldn't catch the Fool in front of him.

"Ming Ming, you promised to help me kill Luo Ya..."

"Ah, so the person you want to kill is called Luo Ya?"

Aiwen felt familiar. He chewed the name silently in his mouth, recalling the blue-haired girl who was killed by Elquet when they first met.

"Roya is immortal? No wonder he needs my power, but don't worry about that."

Under the moonlight, Aiwen reached out his hand toward the pure white vampire princess.

"Time is not linear for me. As long as my journey continues, I will definitely encounter a point where you need my help. At that time, I will stop and lend a helping hand."

"Shake hands, we have a date."

Looking at the arm in front of her, Elquet couldn't help but sniff. She knew that as long as she held it, Aiwen would really leave.

I don't want him to leave, I want him to stay with me. For the first time in my life, I have my own emotions. I can't give up. I might as well fight him and force him to stay by destroying the city...

but--

"Ah."

She still held the hand.

There was no other way. Seeing that trusting look, she had no choice but to let him go.

"Okay, the agreement is made. No matter how long in the future, I will come here for this oath."

Aiwen waved his hand up and down vigorously, as if making the most solid promise, and then let go of Elquet's trembling hand.

"See you in the future, Elquet."

The voice echoed in the air, but Aiwen's figure was gone, he left.

There was no earth-shaking ceremony, just like a stone sinking to the bottom of the lake, silently, leaving only traces of ripples.

Like smoke and dust blown away by the wind, it can no longer be found.

“Gu… Woo…”

It was as if an empty hole was dug out in his heart. Elquet wanted to cry, but found that he had lost even the motivation to cry.

She stood up silently, standing on the roof where the memory of separation remained, looked up at the night sky, and closed her eyes.

No longer moving, no longer breathing, just letting myself stand and fall into the beautiful dream of the past.

Like an ancient stone statue that has lost the will to live.

Chapter 103 Wandering around the World and Encountering

Gray, wherever you look, the only color reflected is gray.

Gray earth, gray sky, gray dust in every corner.

There is no room for gas to exist, no trace of liquid flow, no gravity, an eternal and unneeded point.

Here, even time cannot penetrate; it is the ultimate desolation.

But on this day, at this moment, a human appeared, with medium-length silver hair, clear lake green eyes, and a god-like beautiful face.

He is out of place and repulsive to the gray world. There is no room for vivid colors here, and his existence itself is the biggest inappropriateness.

As the fourth magician, he is no longer a human being, and if time goes on too long, he will gradually become a sacrifice of magic.

Those concepts of things that are gathered and squeezed together are no joke. The density of information will sooner or later disrupt the human structural system.

By then, not to mention the human body, even the soul will not be able to maintain its original state. It will only become a formless collection of high-density information concepts driven only by consciousness.

Just like Aiwen's teacher, it wears a cloak not because it looks handsome or cold, but because under the cloak, it no longer has any entity.

"Coming back here again, it truly feels like a timeless landscape. No, the gray has accumulated more. It seems several more worlds have been destroyed at the end of their development."

Talking to himself casually, Aiwen took a step and began to wander aimlessly.

My footsteps stepped on the dusty ground, but no footprints were left. The sound of my self-talk only echoed in my heart, because sound could not exist in this area.

This is the benchmark egg in the cracks of time and space, the existence that reflects the other side of the world, and the singularity where all things are born.

At the door to the source that only the miracle of miracles can glimpse.

When Teacher Aiwen obtained the fourth method, he felt something was wrong, so he opened up this place and disappeared from the world, hiding everything.

At that time, Cloak had mocked himself about this matter in front of Aiwen.

"He's clearly a magus who's already committed countless evil deeds, yet at the last moment, he showed a flash of responsibility and kindness. What a ridiculous and foolish fellow! If he had chosen to indulge himself then, he wouldn't be suffering now."

"But the thoughts you conveyed to me were very passionate, a feeling you only get when you recall something you're proud of."

"Haha, is that so? Teacher, I've become so numb that I've forgotten about feelings. It seems like I've let some of the debris escape without permission."

Fragments of memory flashed through my mind like gems, and that scene was so nostalgic.

In this world of ash, there is really no fun to be found except living in memories.

"I don't know how Elquet is doing. I really hope she can get over her grief soon. There must be many things that can make her happy."

"And Aozaki, will she scold me if she knows I left without saying goodbye? She definitely will, she has such a direct and strict personality."

"Youzhu will probably be sad for a long time. I don't know if she took my farewell words to heart. The path she follows is too fragile for survival. It will be difficult without Qingzi's support."

"As for Kusagijuro, there's no need to worry. He's a weed that can survive no matter what. His vitality is his greatest weapon."

"And my classmates Konomi and the others..."

As he walked alone in silence and hesitation, memories of the past began to reappear in Aiwen's mind. In just one month, so many faces were left behind that even he was surprised.

He reflected deeply on his own indecision, but the smile on his lips did not disappear.

"It's only been a short time since we last met, but you're already reminiscing about the past. This also shows that everyone is a rare and kind person. Thanks to their sincerity, we have memories worth savoring."

He walked without stopping, and when Aiwen woke up from his memories, he didn't know how much time had passed.

The world is small and the road has no end. All we can do is move forward. The world's scenery passes by like fleeting light, but we cannot catch it when we reach out our hands.

But Aiwen thought this was good. He focused on watching the familiar and unfamiliar scenery passing by him. They were fragments of different worlds.

If the kaleidoscope is the horizontal line that overviews the world, then he is the point that ignores the rules. There is no past or future, no parallel self, only the present.

Like a small boat in the river or the sea, the infinitely vast lake surface is the arrangement of world lines, and he just floats on it at will.

But fortunately, there are always places where time and space are in turmoil, and at that time Aiwen can take a small breath.

Although he would be leaving soon, this brief respite was like a shining star, providing comfort.

I can’t remember how long it’s been, maybe ten years, Aiwen thought.

He had given up counting long ago. On this road of ashes, there was no change. The only thing that could record the passage of time was the footsteps he took.

The memories of the past were not forgotten, but instead were gilded with brilliance because of his constant recollection. Now, as soon as Aiwen closed his eyes, his consciousness would return to the classroom in Misaki Town, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears seemed like real conversations.

What would the classmates say? Was Konomi telling another tasteless joke? Kusajuro greeted him as usual, with a simple yet innocent smile.

Imagination is the greatest gift humans have ever received. Even in an empty space, one can create a vivid world.

The memories of them, the speculated conversations, and the possible stories that happened are written down and then continued when the next eye is closed.

Ten years later, Aiwen had completed the structure of the entire academy in his mind, with every detail vividly visible.

In his memories, everyone would greet him and then burst into laughter, and Aozaki would knock on the wooden door to suppress them; although the lunch tasted strange, the days of complaining with the boys were something he longed for; the teacher came to teach, and this time Aiwen's vision was no longer blurred, and his learning efficiency soared...

Until the bell rang and the sun set, I opened my eyes again and everything was still gray. Reality had not changed at all.

Keep going, keep moving forward in the gray dust.

The fragments of light that flashed by were fascinating. Aiwen walked beside them, seemingly only a palm away, but they were in a different dimension.

A bystander who will not be noticed by anyone.

Passing by the sea of blood where various swordsmen fought each other, passing by the lead-gray earth with a huge rift, passing by the battlefield where sword energy struck down a dragon at dusk, passing by the scene where someone pulled out the sword from the stone...

He watched the glory of mankind, the sneers of the conspirators, and watched the same people face different destinies.

His feet never get tired, and his stomach never gets hungry, because the human body has long since decayed, but the special transcendence makes Aiwen's soul still solid.

He walks in the present, he walks in the past, he walks at the end of the world's destruction.

A hundred years had passed... maybe a hundred years, Aiwen himself couldn't remember clearly.

However, judging from the fact that Misaki Town has been recalled and completely rebuilt, hundreds of years should have passed.

I'm so tired, so alone

But today is worth remembering because he encountered another unstable point in time and space that he could enter.

There are not many opportunities to breathe and rest, and each one is worth remembering.

Passing through the chaos of time and space, there is a bottomless darkness under my feet.

This is a nascent world with an unstable foundation, like a new life after destruction. There is no civilization or life on earth, only the abyss of chaos.

The sky is vast and clear, with layers of clouds in the distance and the mountains below standing tall and winding, still and picturesque.

"what……"

He opened his lips that had not been opened for a long time, and his voice was so cold that even he himself was unfamiliar with it, making Aiwen wonder if he had forgotten the conversation.

But no matter what, he was still happy. The sky was so blue that it seemed to suck people in, the mountains were so solid that people wanted to touch them, and the water under his feet had a cool feeling that made people feel refreshed.

"It's so beautiful."

With a sigh, Aiwen lay down on the ground, feeling the joyful sense of liberation coming from his whole body and mind. The wetness of the water, the blowing of the wind, everything was so vivid.

"Indeed, the planet itself is the most ancient form of life. As long as you know what true silence is, you will understand this."

Closing his eyes, this time Misaki Town and everyone else did not appear in his mind. Aiwen rarely fell into memories, but felt the outside world.

Meaningless time began to flow again at this moment. Although there was nothing around him, he felt that he was gently embraced by an invisible presence.

"It's time to get some sleep."

He relaxed his nerves and fell into his first deep sleep of the trip.

It was not until a long time later that he was awakened by the girl's voice in his ear.

"Hey, what a beautiful person, big sister, how did you get here?"