Fool's Library

"Back in the echoes of history in Frozenwater Town, in that dream woven from the pollutants of the evil god, Rust, you witnessed firsthand the scenes from my childhood, when my mother faced death with such composure, and I was at my most ignorant, vulnerable, and vulnerable."

She gazed into Rust's eyes: "You know everything about me, whether it's my family, my past, my background, or even my most timid self as a child."

"However, I know absolutely nothing about your past, Rust, or what you experienced in that border town when you were a boy."

"You're about to get married, but in my eyes, your past is still shrouded in mystery..."

"But Xiao Ai knows everything about you, and has seen what you looked like at first..."

Hiltina lowered her voice slightly:

"That would be too unfair to me."

"However, that Canaanite town ceased to exist more than two hundred years ago."

Hearing Hiltina's soft words, Last was slightly taken aback.

"Xiao Ai and I just visited the Three Sages Snow Mountain a while ago. A new town has been built there..."

"As for the name Canaan, apart from a very few locals, no one remembers it anymore."

Under the influence of "space-time collapse", the town from more than two hundred years ago has not left behind any ruins or even the slightest trace of its existence.

“I know that even if we go to the original coordinates of Canaan now, we won’t see anything except the newly built city-states.”

Hiltina paused for a moment.

"However, the word 'Canaan' has never just represented an ancient place name that has vanished, has it?"

"Even though Canaan in the real world has long been buried in the dust of history, in the depths of the night world, in someone's heart, Canaan has never truly disappeared."

Last paused, then smiled helplessly: "Little Ai even told you something like this?"

"Of course, after all, we'll be spending a very long time together, until we're all old and gray... so of course we need to build a good relationship in advance."

"Xiao Ai has already promised me that she'll let me go and see the fragments of the night world, which are woven from past illusions and memories."

A sly glint of triumph flashed in Hiltina's beautiful eyes.

Then, she gently placed her hand in Rust's hand.

"So, let's go."

"Take me to see the home where you were born, raised, and nurtured—"

"A homeland called 'Canaan'."

……

The space between reality and the night world.

The mental world constructed from the memories of Raste and Amys, and the historical reflections recorded in the Night World, is also the newly born Canaan.

"Oh, it's Little Last."

"Hey, why didn't Xiao Ai come back with you this time?"

"And who is this lady?"

When Rast and Amys appeared hand in hand in Canaan, the busy people in the Canaanese town immediately cast slightly surprised glances at them.

They were all people who once lived in the town of Canaan, but perished in the natural disaster more than two hundred years ago.

However, as Amys and Rast both ascended to the angelic realm, the mental world constructed from their memories became increasingly real.

Although it is a world of mental images, a manifestation of the mind, a past illusion woven from the image in Raste's memory... the illusion is so vivid that it is no different from a living human being.

These residents had lived their entire lives in the border town and had never seen this stranger, Hiltina. Hiltina's style of dress was completely out of place in the Canaan region two hundred years ago, which naturally aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Well, Xiao Ai has some things to take care of and won't be back for a while."

"As for this one... she's a mountaineer I met by chance in the snow-capped mountains; she comes from the distant Granville Empire—"

With a smile, Rast began to explain Hiltina's identity to the inhabitants of Canaan.

However, his words were interrupted by Hiltina the next moment.

"Nice to meet you, everyone from Canaan."

Hiltina took Last's hand, then walked up to him and spoke in a remarkably clear voice:

“My name is Hiltina, and I come from the royal family of the Granville Empire.”

"In addition, I am also Last's fiancée, with whom he is already engaged."

As she spoke, Hiltina bowed slightly, giving the townspeople a standard knightly salute:

"From now on, I hope you will all give me your guidance."

……

pat.

The wooden door quietly closed, shutting out the sounds of wind and snow outside, as well as the curious and gossipy gazes of everyone.

"Hey Hiltina, when did you become so blunt?"

Last didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he returned to his cabin.

"Really? But everything I said is the truth, whether it's my background or our relationship as your fiancée."

Hiltina blinked her light brown eyes.

"It was obviously done on purpose. Even though it's all the truth, we still have to consider how much everyone can take it."

Last let out a sigh of relief: "The royal family, the new empress of the empire... it's a bit too exciting for people who have lived on the frontier their whole lives. There should be a gradual process."

"Is that so? But I think this is a process that everyone has to go through and cannot escape."

A smile curved Hiltina's lips: "After all, this town in the world of your mind is... a very important place for you and Xiao Ai, isn't it?"

"In that case, I will inevitably have to visit often in the future, and everyone in the town will eventually know all about it."

"Or is someone simply afraid of revealing to their fellow villagers that they are actually a player who has two... no, several players at the same time?"

"Hiltina, you're really getting better and better at understanding people's hearts."

"Thank you for the compliment."

……

A moment later, Hiltina began to look around the entire house.

The cabin that belonged to Rust and Amys was simple, but it had a unique warmth to it. The firewood piled up in advance, the night light that was never turned off... everywhere you could find traces of their life together.

The first floor houses the living room and kitchen, which is also where Rust and Amys usually dine.

However, Hiltina wasn't interested in the first floor. Instead, she went up to the second floor, entered a bedroom, and began to examine it closely.

This is a room that belongs exclusively to Last.

The space is neither too big nor too small.

There was a single bed and a wooden table. On the table sat a cheap wooden toy, which was rather rough in workmanship and did not look like a product of an industrial assembly line, but rather a piece of woodwork made by a craftsman.

Against the wall is a wooden bookshelf, filled with all kinds of handwritten books.

Hiltina looked closely and found several handwritten fairy tales about knights and heroes defeating dragons and upholding justice in the corner of the bookshelf.

Directly opposite the wooden table is a window, through which one can see the boundless lake and wilderness outside Canaan Town, with the faintly visible peaks of the Three Sages Snow Mountain at the edge of the wilderness.

Hiltina imagined Rust as a child.

A well-behaved little boy sat on the edge of the bed, struggling to play with the wooden toy that the carpenter uncle from town had given him that day.

Imagine a slightly larger version of Last.

A teenager, by the dim light of a candle at night, through the ink-stained words in a handwritten book, fantasized about the heroes who defeated the dragon in fairy tales, the knights who maintained order, and the scenery beyond the town, with its snow-capped mountains and desolate wilderness.

Thus, the ideal and desire to be a "partner of justice" was planted in his heart.

Spring warmth, summer daytime, autumn sunshine, winter night...

One year, two years...

He grew up slowly in this simple room, eventually appearing before her and becoming the light that redeemed Hiltina in her life.

"How lucky."

"Hiltina said softly."

Last reached out and brushed the dust off the bookshelf, gazing at the books that had once captivated him in his childhood, books he had devoured day and night.

"Who can argue with that?"

……

The night had grown deep without anyone noticing.

Outside the window, the flickering candlelight in the town went out one by one, leaving only the vast sky that took one's breath away.

And then there's the twinkling stars, a winter night sky so beautiful it could soothe any wound.

"This town called Canaan is indeed a very beautiful and peaceful place."

"No wonder, pure people like you and Xiao Ai can be born here."

Hiltina gazed at the distant night sky and spoke softly.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, but then, as if she sensed something, Hiltina's expression shifted slightly.

It's not just Hiltina.

Almost at the same time, Last also sensed the slight ripples stirring deep within his soul.

That was Dean Yin using his "Moon" sequence to send a message to himself, who bore Dean Yin's soul imprint.

Given Rust's understanding of Dean Silver, the fact that this reclusive ferret was so eager to send messages to both him and Hiltina simultaneously meant that the information must be extremely important.

As expected, this turned out to be true.

After Dean Yin's soul fluctuations were completely deciphered into clear text, both Hiltina and Rust were slightly taken aback.

"The seventy-second, and also the final, end-night world..."

"It has already appeared."

Chapter 279 Drinking from the Same Cup

"Sequence number seventy-two, or 'The Night World of the End,' opened late last night."

"And the opening location of the End Night world is the central seal of the Mystic Tower."

"Since we had already conquered seventy-one Night Worlds, and the Mystic Tower already contained symbolic objects like the Epoch Stone Tablet, the opening of the End Night World was not unexpected."

"Both Star University and the various countries of the Western Continent have already prepared contingency plans for the opening of the 'Endless Night World.'"

The conference hall at Star University was empty and deserted, with all four walls made of transparent glass.

Dean Yin gazed at Rust and Hiltina before him and spoke slowly in an extremely rare, serious tone that Rust had never seen before.

"Based on the experience accumulated by night travelers over the past few centuries, the seventy-two night worlds correspond to the human history of the past six eras—"

“Every twelve night worlds constitute an era… In other words, every twelfth night world, as a symbol of the end of an era, will be more difficult to conquer than one can imagine.”

"Unlike many Night Worlds with rank restrictions, where only third or fourth-rank Night Travelers have a chance to clear them, such as the Echoes of Deep Blue Harbor that you two experienced... the strategies for Night Worlds numbered 24, 36, and 60 all resulted in extremely heavy casualties for Night Travelers, with each one accompanied by the fall of multiple legends."

"This Night World No. 72 not only symbolizes the end of the Sixth Epoch, the closest epoch to us, but it is also the last Night World... Once this Night World is cleared, it may mean that the entire Night World has been completely cleared."

"Therefore, we were well prepared that the difficulty of conquering this 'Endless Night World' would far exceed that of previous attempts, and that we would have to pay an unprecedented price."

Dean Yin used his tail to curl up the cup and took a sip of water, but his tone remained low:

"Under these expectations, the first reconnaissance mission into the Night World was carried out under extremely cautious circumstances."

"The ten members of the reconnaissance team come from Star University and the four major human kingdoms of the Western Continent. Both Nightblade and Sequence are specializing in stealth, detection, and survival, and all of them are at least Tier 6. They carry a large number of extraordinary escape tools and even relics."

"And the captain and vice-captain of the reconnaissance team are legendary powerhouses from the Rui Lords Alliance and the Holy Court..."

"Although the various nations of the Western Continent are constantly at odds, they are able to put aside their differences and cooperate sincerely on issues such as 'conquering the world of the Last Night,' which could affect the survival of their civilizations."

"They are legends from the 'Hermit' and 'Shadow,' or rather, 'Mind Demon' sequences—you should know that both sequences are extremely adept at concealment and self-preservation. Given sufficient preparation, even angels might not be able to easily kill these legends."

"but--"

Dean Yin didn't finish speaking, but his dim red beast eyes had already explained everything to Hiltina and Rust.