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

Heavy rain poured down, like a white silk thread connecting the sky and the sea. The sea surface was as deep as ink, and the waves carried infinite power, creating a 15-meter wave, enough to destroy a giant cruise ship.

"Is this the true Triangle Sea? From the outside, it's impossible to tell this catastrophic scene."

Qingzi shielded her eyes with her hands, otherwise the falling raindrops would make it impossible for her to open them. Fortunately, the clothes on her body were ceremonial clothes engraved with magic rituals, which were enough to disperse the incoming raindrops.

"Of course, the planet is aware of the fragility of the Triangle Sea and will not leave it alone. The thin layer of space membrane on the surface is better than nothing, but it can only be regarded as a bandage on the wound."

Orange subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but the puddle of water in her pocket completely thwarted her idea.

She could only withdraw her hand unhappily and rub her lips.

"But precisely because of this, if you want to travel through space, or even across world lines, there's no place more suitable than here. Only in this sea where even the planet itself has been abandoned, the obstacles of the restraining force will be minimized."

"Don't forget the warning from the Witch of Mainster. What you are about to do is more difficult than traveling to a parallel world."

"I know. In this regard, I still have to thank you. Without your reminder, Youzhu would not have thought of asking the source of the bloodline."

Aoko responded calmly and took a deep breath. The coldness outside her body did not reduce the scorching heat of the magic circuit at all.

The witch's words were still ringing in her ears, letting her know that the road ahead would be difficult, but also giving her hope.

"Fourth Law, you've really found a very troublesome target. But that old guy is willing to let go. It seems he has great confidence in his successor."

"It just so happens that I actually have some news to tell you about the position of the new Fourth Magician."

"But even so, hoping to find him in the endless cracks of the other side world is a fantasy. On a voyage of this scale, the only things you can rely on are love and hope."

"Forget about reason and calculation, trust the pulse of your heart."

The beautiful and compassionate voice was still ringing in her ears. Qingzi felt the complicated emotions in her mind and opened her mouth to breathe in the air mixed with the smell of the sea.

Like adding fuel to a forge, like injecting oil into gears, the rotation of the magic circuit is like an engine, and the roar of the magic mark is like a machine tool.

The mystery is forging Aozaki Aoko, tempering her, hammering her, changing her, and shaping her.

On the verge of madness, her consciousness was leaving the planet. Qingzi looked down at her right hand, and the magic button was in her hand.

"Arquette, please."

A tone so cold that it didn't sound like Aozaki Aoko's own came out from between her pale lips. Aoko held the gray stick tightly in her left hand and held it against her chest like a talisman.

Elquite, who had been silent behind her, nodded. She stretched out her arms, and endless chains materialized from nothingness, spreading in all directions and nailing into the void in the distance.

"Don't disturb us, be quiet."

As the indifferent voice fell, Elquet grabbed the Thousand Chains connected to him and pulled them hard as if pulling up a curtain.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

The atmosphere collapsed, the thick clouds broke apart, and the rolling sea surface became as smooth as a mirror overnight. The entire triangular sea area suddenly became quiet, and even the faults and overlaps in space were flattened like paper.

Abnormal, absolutely abnormal. This is not something that can be easily accomplished by magic. Even the gods praised in mythology would still admire it when seeing this.

Seeing this, Beo looked at the white figure with half fear and half longing, and whimpered unconsciously.

Aozaki Touko's mind was frozen, her eyes were wide open, even her breathing function had stopped, her eyes were blurred, her heart was tight, and she was not allowed to blink.

Her knowledge as a magus allowed her to discern the cause of the sudden change. The pulse of the earth beneath her feet was so warm and natural that even the act of extracting magic power was permitted.

"Large-scale changes, seamless world replacements, the planet actively cooperating with her."

"Imagination materialized... It's actually the touch of a planet. Such a level of mystery, and those red eyes, could it be a True Ancestor?!"

Unable to believe it and filled with fear at the same time, Aozaki Touko felt her whole body go numb when she thought about how she had been jumping around under the nose of this great god.

Moving carefully, Orange tried his best to minimize his presence.

"That Qingzi guy actually dared to stay happily with the True Ancestor. I don't know if he is brave or stupid."

But looking at the back of Aoko, who was silent and as quiet as if dead, Orange also fell silent.

As a magician, she had nothing but stupidity in her opinion of Aoko, but as a sister, she had to admit that she admired her a little.

"Let me see if this so-called miracle, this so-called fifth method, can fulfill your wish."

Aozaki Touko murmured to herself, this was also the reason why she was willing to accompany him on this trip.

Although she admitted defeat, she still wanted to see the magic of the Aozaki family.

Qingzi naturally couldn't hear her words. She now put all her energy into herself, seeking that unknown light.

It went smoothly, more smoothly than she expected.

Qingzi thought she would hesitate and be afraid, but until this moment, she suddenly found that her heart was as calm as the surface of an icy lake.

—The door of miracles that rejects human wisdom.

——The mystery beyond mystery.

She could clearly feel what her hand had touched. If she had to describe it, it was seaweed.

It felt soft and cold, neither solid nor huge, without any desire or pain.

It's just a farewell, just a departure, just the destruction of oneself.

"Listen, O Lord of Creatures."

It was a low, barely perceptible voice, containing no passion, only a matter-of-fact insistence.

But at this moment, the space began to vibrate, the world changed silently, and everything around began to move in disorder.

If it was the outside world, it would be fine, it should just be the degree of spatial chaos, but the triangular sea area is fragile to begin with, and after such a shock, large chunks of the sky were directly shattered.

The magic power roared, the sea was pulled in, and the fragments of space smashed towards here, as if everything in the world wanted to wipe out this tiny human body.

Precisely because this place is weak, the world can wage war without restraint.

But Qingzi didn't show any sign of fluctuation.

She didn't react at all, not because she gave up resistance, but because she trusted the existence of the other person.

"Clap."

Footsteps sounded, her white dress fluttered, her long golden hair flowed, and Elquet stepped forward to block Qingzi, looking straight at the howling world.

There was apology in her eyes, but more of it was determination.

"Although it's just my willfulness, please calm down. Just this once, I want to do something according to my own wishes."

"So sorry, I won't let you interrupt her transformation."

All the magic power was mobilized, and the power it activated instantly changed the world, the grass, trees, mountains and rivers everywhere. The chain connecting them together, although it creaked, was firmly tied to the matter.

Elquet single-handedly suppressed the rebellious nature, but behind this great power was a condemned body and mind.

This must be the biggest mistake. As the brain of the star, she resisted the erasure of the world and went against her own mission.

"But why do I feel like I won't regret it?"

An unconscious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she buried the question half-understandingly. Elquet did not let any fluctuations affect her behind her.

With this help, Qingzi's consciousness dived further into the bottomless abyss, and she chanted a declaration like a star in the darkness.

“I hereby declare.”

The sea of consciousness was gradually liberated. Qingzi abandoned human feelings and looked down at the edge of the shining stars with a transcendent perspective.

The stars formed a torrent, flowing past her, the clock hands kept ticking in her ears, she went backwards among all things, sinking into darkness.

It was like walking on a stagnant planetary canal.

Everything was empty and nothing mattered, but the rough touch on her left hand gave her a different kind of concern.

She shifted her consciousness slightly and looked at her left hand, where there was a gray color that was out of tune with the starry sky.

"..."

Qingzi discovered that she saw something that looked like a memory, or like a mark left by the world.

She seemed to have connected with some medium in her left hand unconsciously.

It was the end of a story, a scene before the death of an old man whose spirit was worn out to the extreme. It seemed that there was another person present, but Qingzi could not see it.

She just looked at him innocently, like a non-existent shadow.

The old man embarked on the path of self-exile because of his conscience. Alone and miserable, the human spirit was exhausted, and only the chaotic remnants were left to carry out the original will.

Memories had been forgotten, ideas had been lost, emotions had burned out, and in the end he had even forgotten why he was walking.

He became a walking program for the sake of walking.

He just wanted to throw away his responsibilities and choose to be free.

And in this endless torture, one day, an accident happened.

The old man saw a miraculous and great being, and he accepted it as his disciple, determined to pass on the magic to it, but this was not for anything else, but just for the sake of self-destruction.

Like a deserter, he abandoned his responsibilities and chose to sleep forever.

This is human nature and nothing can be blamed, the old man thought coldly in his heart.

So he began to educate the miracles he picked up, and they wandered together in time and space, going back and forth between ancient and modern times, witnessing the birth of nature and the destruction of civilization.

Along the way, he seldom taught knowledge related to magic, but simply told it as a story. This was unintentional, but it accidentally shaped His concepts.

Then, as time passed, the old man suddenly discovered one day that his dead heart had been revived unknowingly because of companionship.

It's not that he has no feelings, but that he has forgotten feelings.

The journey of nearly a year, the feelings they had during their conversations, and the expressions they made when they were face to face, all reminded him of the beauty of his early life as a human being.

He transformed from a monster of the Fourth Law back into an ordinary person.

How ironic, the old man lamented, because there was no turning back for him now. The inheritance of the seal had ended and the burden had been passed on.

And the disciple who develops a sense of goodwill during his journey will certainly restrain himself because of his actions.

That is why he lamented so much at the moment of his final farewell.

"If only you were an ordinary person. Living like the masses would be more suitable for you. I'm really worried."

"..."

I couldn't hear what the transparent person said. This memory that came from nowhere has come to an end.

The surroundings became dim, just like the gradually extinguishing fire of the old man's consciousness, but at this very last moment, Qingzi could still feel that old gaze.

In this gap of nothingness, Qingzi realized that the old man was talking to her.

Words were too clumsy to convey, but the communication between hearts did not require external objects. Just by looking at each other, she understood the feeling.

It was the regret and helplessness, and also the last request for help.

She seemed to be able to hear the request of this man who used to be the fourth magician and was now just an ordinary old man. It was a pure worry for her to help a fool.

Ah, that’s it.

Aoko understood something and she held the short stick in her left hand.

Aiwen, who has become the fourth magician, does not exist in the past and future time continuum. Even if the fifth method is activated, she cannot find any trace of her.

Therefore, what she used was the time of this old man, the moment before his death when he gave up his position as a magician and became an ordinary human.

Through the magic costumes passed down from two generations of magicians, she was able to glimpse the true past.

“That guy…!”

He seemed to be gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.

As if in a dream, Aoko realized the unbearable sadness in her heart.

That’s not the case, absolutely not the case. At this moment, she knew what Aiwen was thinking.

"Things like fulfilling the responsibilities of the Fourth Law and being afraid of affecting others are just excuses."

How could there be such an idiot? Qingzi's anger burned like wildfire on the grassland.

"You just can't let go of yourself, and you think your own existence is despicable."