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

Youzhu looked at the gray stick in Qingzi's hand and fell into a brief moment of thought.

Through observation, she got some clues.

First of all, Elquet should have fallen into sleep voluntarily, and the reason was probably related to Aiwen.

The gray wand is a magic ceremonial garment representing Aiwen's identity as the fourth magician and is a unique medium.

"Yes, it's definitely worth a try, if my guess is correct..."

She muttered softly, her gaze constantly wandering between the gray sticks in Elquet's and Qingzi's hands, the light in her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"Qingzi, I have an idea."

"what?"

"Don't make a move yet. Instead, hold the short staff and get closer and see. The short staff and Aiwen are inseparable. Perhaps it will make Miss Elquet let go of her rejection."

Youzhu told Qingzi all her guesses. When Qingzi heard it, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

"Beautiful, you are worthy of being a witch, your brain works really fast, okay, I'm on top."

Without hesitation, although Youzhu's speculation had no evidence, the unknown excitement in her heart seemed like an intuition, telling Qingzi that this time it would probably work.

Gripping the short staff tightly, Qingzi pointed it at Elquet in front of him like a pistol, concentrating and holding his breath, moving forward step by step.

One step, two steps; one meter, two meters.

Even after crossing the boundary where Youzhu had just been counterattacked, the environment remained motionless.

"efficient!"

Aoko smiled in surprise, and Youzhu behind her also breathed a sigh of relief.

It worked. As expected, even when asleep, Elquet subconsciously did not defend himself against Aiwen. Although this fact might make Youzhu a little jealous at ordinary times, she was extremely grateful at this moment.

As long as Elquet wakes up, their situation of being in the dark will end.

Aoko got closer and closer, the gray stick in her hand pointed straight ahead and touched Elquet's shoulder without any ripples.

Poke.

Aoko poked Elquet's shoulder with the force of a greeting, which made the sleeping person let out a slight moan.

"Woo..."

As if a sweet dream was disturbed, her eyelids trembled and opened reluctantly, and her red eyes looked at the person behind her who disturbed her with dissatisfaction.

Substantial pressure descended, and murderous intent was contained in the ferocious eyes that had shrunk into the vertical pupils of a wild beast, like the wide-open jaws of a monster.

The oppression of the life level, the natural enemy of mankind, the touch of the planet that specifically advises modern humans, Qingzi and Youzhu couldn't help but stiffen all over.

This was the first time that Elquet showed such an inhuman side in front of them, making them doubt whether the cheerful and naive person before was really the same person as the monster in front of them?

"It's you guys. I remember you were Aiwen's friends."

Fortunately - Elquet still remembered them. She withdrew her gaze without interest, and the heavy pressure at the scene was swept away.

"call……"

Qingzi was glad that she did not take action but followed Youzhu's advice, otherwise the situation might have ended in a bad way now.

"Miss Elquet, could you please answer my question?"

Youzhu walked up to her and looked at her with anxiety and expectation. This was the biggest clue they could find so far.

"Ask, what do you want to know?"

To Elquet, humans are no different from ants. Although she will not harm them, she will not pay attention to them either.

But these two were different, they were Aiwen's friends, so Elquet also specially remembered their existence and didn't mind helping them.

"Then tell me what happened here, why you fell asleep, and where did Aiwen go?"

Without any time to beat around the bush, Youzhu went straight to the heart of the matter. Her question made Elquet suddenly feel a little disappointed.

"Really? You didn't notice."

The murmurs made the bad premonition grow rapidly, and Qingzi and Youzhu suddenly felt that they might have missed something key.

That thread of connection hidden in the daily details.

"Didn't you notice anything?" Qingzi said unbearably.

Elquet lowered his eyes, his tone calm but with an indelible sadness.

"He left, all alone, and I may never see him again."

"Could it be that Aiwen is dead...?"

Aoko's pupils suddenly dilated, and the hand holding the short stick made a strange "squeaking" sound.

The complicated thoughts in her mind drifted away, leaving only a noisy blank. Qingzi was not thinking about anything now, just like the surface of a lake reflecting the daytime.

But the mark on her right hand was roaring silently and spinning madly, as if she had accidentally pulled the trigger to give up her current life.

Aozaki Aoko's consciousness was confused, but her "heart" came up with the answer in an instant.

"I don't want him to die. I want to save him. I'll do anything. But the dead can't be resurrected. There are ways, there are no ways. I can't do it, so I give up. No, I won't give up. I can only do it..."

'...'

You hold a miracle in your hands.

Aoko felt like she had grasped something soft like seaweed, the path that had been lurking in her heart.

She was about to reach out—

——"How could Aiwen die? I didn't say that."

Elquet denied this worst-case scenario.

This sentence interrupted the transformation process. Qingzi suddenly woke up and grabbed her right arm in fear.

There, a heat seemed to be coming from the seal of the Aozaki family.

Chapter 113: Night of the Magician (3k)

"Don't scare me. Your words are too misleading. Please have some common sense and at least learn the art of speaking!"

Unable to help herself, even though she knew how powerful Elquet was, Aoko still let out a loud rant.

"Excuse me, the accuracy of what I said is absolutely spot on. It's you humans who have added unnecessary meaning to simple words."

Elquet retorted calmly, without a trace of concern on her face.

After all, her concern for the two people in front of her was just to the extent of loving the two people and loving the people in them. She didn't need to spend time and effort to guess their thoughts.

"But for humans, farewell and death should be synonymous. You and Aiwen will never see each other again."

"Varied……"

My throat suddenly froze, and my heart, which had been relaxed, began to beat again, and an unknown chill ran down my spine.

A red shadow flashed at the edge of the vision, and the edge of the torn cloak flickered with images of the future.

It was an indescribable intuition.

Qingzi unconsciously realized that she must not listen to the next words, as they were poison that would affect her will.

If she knew, she would no longer be the same person she is now, and she would change her [course] because of others.

"Aoko, are you okay?"

Youzhu's concerned voice came to my ears, sounding like the echo of a distant valley, very unreal.

"fine."

Qingzi shook her head at Youzhu, which was also a rejection of the red shadow that had been looking at her. Obviously, she ignored the red shadow's advice and was unwilling to look back.

The red shadow revealed a malicious look, and she opened her horrible mouth, expressing her inner thoughts as if vomiting.

"Without a clear reason or goal, you're walking blindly into the abyss. Do you really want to be my prey?"

But faced with this intimidation, Qingzi just looked at it angrily.

"Who would understand such a thing?" she thought inwardly.

"I'm just an ordinary magician and high school girl. I can't think about such grand questions as the future of the world. I just want to know what happened to that guy and then take action. It's that simple."

“How could you be so… stupid…”

The red shadow disappeared like smoke. Qingzi knew that it was not leaving, but there was no need for it to appear again.

The next time we meet, I'm afraid it will be the moment you kill me.

"It's such a huge loss. I risked my life. How are you going to compensate me in the future, Aiwen..."

With a sigh, Aoko blamed the guy who was not in front of her.

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"...This is the situation. Aiwen left alone. I searched the entire planet but couldn't find any trace of him. He's not even in this time and space."

Elquet told everything he knew, including Aiwen's identity and the reason for his departure.

"..."

Qingzi and Youzhu didn't say anything. They were both dragged down by the sudden separation, and their bodies and minds felt heavy as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

They didn't expect that the casual farewell the night before would actually become their last conversation.

"This is basically a punishment of self-exile. Why would he have to go to such lengths?"

Qingzi's whole body was shaking violently, and she didn't even feel the bruises on her palms from her fingernails.

She even forgot about Aiwen's identity as a magician, which should have surprised her the most.

She is angry.

Even he himself didn't know what he was angry about, because there were so many things worth being angry about that Qingzi didn't have the energy to distinguish them one by one.

Is it because he sees his own future in fellow magician Aiwen? Or is it because he simply doesn't understand this evasive decision?

Or perhaps, I was shocked by the long journey that sounded difficult.

"He obviously wouldn't like being alone."

Some images flashed through Aoko's mind, some that had nothing to do with fighting or magic, but were just images that she happened to see at school.

It was during the break on a day I have long forgotten.

When she passed by the classroom door after class, she occasionally glanced at it, and the scene, which lasted less than a second, was clearly imprinted in her mind.

An ordinary classroom, an ordinary day.

During the noisy breaks, classmates were chatting about everything, teachers were packing up their lesson plans, and idiots were stuffing their textbooks into drawers in dissatisfaction. Everyone was freely venting the energy that was consistent with the impression of high school students.

The weather was neither too good nor too bad. The sunlight, neither scorching nor too warm, shone through the window into the classroom.

In the meantime, that person was watching the scene calmly but seriously.

His expression was dull and there was no smile on his face, but his look was serious. It was not that he ignored or belittled the joy of life of ordinary people, but he was not prepared to express his joy.

The trembling of those beautiful eyes that never moved away proved the activeness of the spirit.

He stayed there the whole time, remembering everything, and although he would respond to everyone's excitement, he rarely joined in.

It is by no means isolated, but it is also far away. I cherish this time like a child cherishes Christmas candy.

Now that I think about it, this very strange scene has always been in Aoko's mind, so she subconsciously took care of Aiwen in her school life later.

Like a mirror, she saw herself walking on another path.

He also inherited magic, was unwilling to give up his ordinary life, and was also a rebellious magician. However, Aiwen seemed to be better than him in every way.

That's why Qingzi was angry, she was angry at herself, and she would never accept this farewell as the end of this time.

"That's not okay. I don't agree with that."

A low and hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out from her lips. Qingzi raised her head, and there was only burning passion in her blue eyes.

It is both one's own desire and willfulness, but also a pursuit and correction of that guy.