Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 213 He is back (two in one)

Fourth Epoch, Foresta Empire.

Imperial Capital, Widowmaker District, No. 32 Jingui Street.

This was once just an ordinary villa.

Now, it has been named the Grand Duke's Residence by the great nobles in the imperial capital who know the inside story.

The husband of the current empress of the empire is naturally the future grand duke.

Although Isadela and Char have not actually married yet, the nobles in the imperial capital are all aware of the decisive character of the former second princess, now Queen Isadela.

What she said will become reality and will not be shaken by any reason or any event.

It is now dusk.

The pale golden setting sun slanted down from the end of the distant sky, leaving a brilliant afterglow in the courtyard of No. 32 Jingui Street.

The blonde girl bathed in the dusk slowly opened her eyes.

"how's it going?"

As soon as Airola opened her eyes, she saw pure silver writing spreading in the air in front of her.

That was a question from the Blue Silver Witch Sylvia.

After spending some time together, Arora has become quite familiar with this Blue Silver Witch, who appears to be aloof but is actually no different from an aristocratic girl.

Looking at the dark silver words spreading in the air, Airola just shook her head slightly.

"Still the same."

"The aura of the old sun god has dissipated, which means he has won."

"I can feel the presence of Char's aura. In other words, his will still exists in the spiritual ocean and has not been completely extinguished in these five hundred years."

"But, when exactly he will wake up... I don't know either."

Soul, spirit, spirit world...

Even in the field of mysticism, this is the most profound and complex part.

Even though Aurora and Sylvia have now surpassed the limits of the throne, the entire multiverse does not have many secrets for them. However, no one dares to make any assertions when it comes to matters of the soul.

The only thing that is certain is that the soul also has a so-called lifespan, and it is by no means able to exist indefinitely and be immortal.

Although in most cases, the body of a living being will decay and perish before the soul...but there are exceptions to everything.

In the history of the Black Tower, there was once a powerful necromancer who went astray in his research on the spell of reincarnation...

In order to achieve immortality and become stronger, one constantly transfers one's soul into new containers and new artificial bodies.

However, every time the soul changes its container, it is actually a process of wearing out the soul's essence.

After repeating this cycle nearly a hundred times, even though the synthetic body that the necromancer replaced was still in brand new condition, his soul itself was already worn out and scarred, almost collapsing.

It didn't take long before it became self-extinguished.

The same principle can also be applied to Char.

No one knows to what extent his soul and self have been worn out in this long war over the past five hundred years.

If the essence of the soul has been worn out, then even if the body is intact, it is nothing more than a walking corpse.

Or maybe... he could wake up again.

However, the wounded and scarred soul will lose many things and forget many important memories.

"Is this so..."

At the side, a hint of disappointment clearly flashed across Sylvia's beautiful silver eyes.

To this day, the secret of Shayana using the remnants of history to travel through time and space is no longer a secret to people like Sylvia.

After all, they are the victims of Xia's actions as the Sea King of Time and Space. No matter how slow they are, they will react sooner or later.

And Char did not hide his journey to the First Age from Silvia, Isadella and the others.

However, the pollution from the fallen sun in the First Age will also affect them.

Therefore, in the end, the only thing that came with him to the First Age was Aurora's holy spear, Longomyniad.

As the true owner of the Holy Spear, Aurora herself naturally became the only channel for Silvia and Isadella to know Char's current situation.

What Xia did on the Lost Island in the First Age...

And the determination to fall into the abyss along with the Lost Island.

It spanned four eras and was also known by those people in the Fourth Era who were silently watching him.

And now, with Xia Yana sleeping for more than five hundred years...

All that remains is waiting, expectation and hope.

"I understand……"

"Her Majesty Isadella came here a few days ago and stayed in this mansion for a long time. However, you were still meditating and resonating with the Holy Spear at that time, so she didn't disturb you."

"Next time she comes, I'll tell her for you."

Sylvia lowered her eyes slightly, suppressing the disappointment in her beautiful eyes.

There is nothing more frustrating than waiting for an unknown period of time, and having hope arisen only to disappear again and again.

"besides."

There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

But soon, the pale silver handwriting quietly appeared in the void.

"Xiao Ai..."

"Now that the old sun god has fallen and the gamble in the spiritual world has come to an end, it's time for you to take a break."

"The wear and tear on the soul caused by crossing different time periods...even the throne cannot bear it for too long."

Finally, Sylvia said these words.

As the same throne, he even sealed himself in the White Tower for five hundred years...

Sylvia knew very well what Aurora had been through during this period of time.

Inside and outside the remnants of history, the speed of time flowing in the First and Fourth Epochs is different.

Clearly, only a few months had passed in the Quaternary Period.

But in the First Era, more than five hundred years had already passed.

This difference in the speed of time flow did not have much impact on Char in the First Age or Silvia in the Fourth Age.

After all, they are living in the real world, and what they feel with their bodies is the speed of time flowing at the current time node.

However, while Aurora was in the Fourth Epoch, she was also using the power of the Soul Contract to attach her own mind to the Holy Spear, which was now in the First Epoch.

The different speeds of time flow between the First and Fourth Epochs forced Airola to endure a memory wash of a hundred or a thousand times the scale in a very short period of time in reality.

It was as if a four or five-year-old child was being forcibly fed fragments of a centenarian's life... Such a huge sense of tearing was enough to drive any extraordinary person below the legendary level crazy, or even cause their soul to collapse.

Although Aurora has already achieved the throne and even created her own spiritual ocean, she is not comparable to those extraordinary people below the legend.

However, the time she experienced was as long as hundreds of years.

You have to know that Arora's entire life before this, even including the ten years in the Garden of Eden, was only less than thirty years.

Same experience as Char.

Every meditation, every time she used the soul contract to sense the existence of the holy spear...it would cause great wear and tear on her soul.

And during this period, Aurora never stopped this kind of meditation.

Whether it was helping Char stabilize his soul in the spiritual world and fighting against the old sun god, or controlling the holy spear and protecting Char's body from harm... he never slacked off for a single second.

"Now the confrontation in the spiritual world is over."

"And the Queen of the Night, Augustina—"

"She should be a trustworthy companion. With her protecting Char's true form at the bottom of the abyss, I don't think any accidents will happen."

"Xiao Ai, you should go to sleep too."

Sylvia knew that the blonde girl in front of her had not slept for several months.

"Do not……"

Faced with Sylvia's dissuasion.

The blonde girl just shook her head slightly.

"I know Augustina can be trusted..."

These are words from Aurora's heart.

At the bottom of the abyss, the waiting and companionship beside the Frozen Throne for more than five hundred years could not be achieved by false pretenses. All this has proved Augustina's intentions.

Airola knew very well that if someone, or even a god, wanted to step into the abyss and hurt the sleeping Char, then Augustina would definitely stand in front of Char like her.

"but……"

There was a hint of tenderness in the blonde girl's eyes.

"Even though it's just a trace of love on the Holy Lance... I still have to stay with him."

"Who made Xia such a guy who is afraid of loneliness?"

"Even when he's sleeping, if I'm not around, he won't be able to sleep well."

"and--"

Aurora's sky-blue eyes flickered slightly.

"Ms. Sylvia, have you heard the stories circulating in the market?"

"The vegetative patient who has been lying in bed for a long time and has lost consciousness, because his family members call him day after day and night after night, telling each other the memories and every bit of the past..."

"Suddenly regaining consciousness after being in a coma for decades, reawakening or something like that..."

Sylvia was slightly stunned.

When she was the only daughter of Duke Cang Ting, she had indeed heard similar stories from the people.

"But these stories are probably just some folk tales without any basis, made up to praise family affection."

"Becoming a vegetable means losing your sense of the outside world... Even your hearing is gone, so how can you hear your family calling you?"

"Besides, there are many reasons for a vegetative patient to wake up, not just this one."

"I know."

"The story about the vegetative patient is most likely fabricated... Even if it is not fabricated, it is likely to be an artistic creation."

"It was just like the ending of those fairy tale picture books, when the protagonists were on the verge of despair and completely hopeless, the heroine's tears awakened the hero's already extinguished vitality—"

"Everyone cheered up again, shouting about friendship, bonds, love and justice, and pushed the big devil down in one go."

Arora nodded: "But, what if?"

"What if I didn't stay by his side and didn't do this, and that's why Char couldn't wake up?"

“If, while I was sleeping, the bottom of the abyss was invaded by mythical creatures, and without the help of the Holy Spear, Augustina was unable to defeat them, causing Char to be hurt…”

"So--"

She smiled and said, "I'm afraid I will never be able to forgive myself in my lifetime."

Aurora's voice was very soft, but it carried an indescribable determination.

Unquestionable determination.

Sylvia's white fingers moved slightly, and the silver magic power surged in the void, but in the end it did not continue to outline new words.

Although she had seen it before...it was not until now that she realized it again with extreme clarity.

What kind of position does Char hold in the heart of the girl in front of him?

"If Char never wakes up again...what should we do?"

Sylvia no longer needed to ask about the anxiety and confusion that was about to burst out in her heart. She got the answer from Aurora's expression.

Sylvia originally thought that based on how much Airola valued Char, she might choose to commit suicide for love.

But now it seems that I had thought too shallowly of the blonde girl in front of me.

She would never commit suicide for love.

She would just stay by Char's side silently, on the frozen throne, beside the boy who might never wake up again.

Until the day he opened his eyes again.

Or maybe... until the end of time, the wear and tear of the soul or the body will dry up all the memories.

So during this period of time, no matter how anxious and uneasy he, Isadela, and Diris were during the long wait... the blonde girl in front of him never showed any emotions such as anxiety or eagerness.

Because Airola knew from the beginning that she would spend her whole life by his side... wherever Char was, that was where she would settle down.

Whether awake or asleep, there is actually not much difference.

"yes--"

"It's just that I spend my whole life waiting for him to come back..."

Suddenly, Sylvia felt that she no longer felt as anxious and irritable as before.

Xiao Ai has already reached such a profound understanding.

I have always regarded Airola as an object of comparison and competition.

Why did he end up in such a bad situation at this moment?

"In two days, I will move the eternal sleeping plane here as well."

"I was too impatient before."

"We waited five hundred years back then, let alone... it's just a few months."

Sylvia sighed softly, the pale silver handwriting had not yet fully revealed.

But the next moment, she saw a flash of excitement in the beautiful eyes of the blonde girl in front of her.

The autumn evening breeze blows through the courtyard planted with lush plants.

The leaves swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds on the treetops, and the fragrance of blooming golden osmanthus filled the entire courtyard.

The reason why the street where this mansion is located is called Jingui Street is because the entire street is planted with lush osmanthus trees.

Now is the blooming season.

No, it’s not just the scent of osmanthus…

The autumn wind also brought with it a certain kind of nostalgia and familiarity that made Sylvia want to cry involuntarily.

"He is back."

The girl's voice echoed in the evening courtyard with a slight tremor.

This was the first time that Sylvia saw such a beautiful smile on Aurora's pretty face, which was always expressionless.

(End of this chapter)