Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Looking at the witch shrouded in the dusk glow, and the metal disc in the opponent's hand.

Fiolen's eyes were fixed like Isveda's.

Why?

If it was just a teleportation array, there would be nothing surprising.

After all, space magic structures, because of their great strategic influence, have never been exclusive to the Foresta Empire. Almost all extraordinary forces are secretly conducting similar research.

With the strength and identity of the Blue Silver Witch in front of her, as well as the background of the White Tower, it is not surprising that she has mastered similar magical technology.

But--

The magic array disk that appeared in the hands of the Blue Silver Witch happened to be the empire's single-person two-way teleportation array, and it was also the standard production type.

Of course, even if the Empire is extremely strict about keeping this kind of technology secret, it is not surprising for a legend to get it from the Empire quietly.

However, the magic array disk in front of him was in an extremely strange state. It was already rusty, even the magic runes had become dim, and it had long lost its effectiveness.

It's as if it has really experienced hundreds of years of erosion.

But as far as Fioren knew, this kind of two-way teleportation array for individual soldiers was not officially popularized in the military until more than ten years ago. Even the history of developing prototypes of experimental products can never exceed a hundred years.

Thinking back to what he saw and heard in the plane of eternal rest, the Silver Witch in front of him should have really slept on that lonely throne for five hundred years...

This is a bit scary to think about.

Thinking about it carefully, Fioren began to worry that he would be killed by the silver witch because he knew a secret that he shouldn't know.

With the strength that the other party showed just now, if he really wanted to take action, he might not even have a chance to resist.

…

Fortunately, the solid dusk has not enveloped it after all.

The silver-colored witch just glanced at Fioren, who was feeling uneasy, and then looked away.

The pressure, like a mountain falling, also disappeared from Fioren's body.

"I see."

Pale golden writing appeared in the void.

With just one glance, the other party got the answer he wanted from Fioren's wavering expression.

Fioren let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that his back was soaked with sweat at some point.

When she looked again, she found that the witch was already standing by the window.

Her slim figure was shrouded in the twilight of dusk, silently looking at the things in her hands.

It was a crystal hairpin. The style of the hairpin made of platinum was a bit old, but the amethyst inlaid on the hairpin was still clear and translucent.

Under the slanting sunset light, it reflects the brilliant colors like glass.

It is obvious that this crystal hairpin has received extremely meticulous care from its owner, so that it can still look like new after hundreds of years of time erosion.

Silver Witch Sylvia looked at the hairpin in her hand for a long time.

Then, he carefully pinned it on his silver hair again.

next moment.

At some point, a thick and simple book appeared in Sylvia's hand.

Obviously she didn't make any unnecessary movements, but the thick book opened out of thin air, and the pages turned with a clatter, accompanied by the rustle of dust.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of turning pages stopped, and it stopped at a page that was already filled with text.

"The teleportation disk that transported me out of Cangting's royal capital was the last remnant of Cangting's principality around me after that night."

"At first, I thought the Brunstadt family really had such secret magical technology. In order to prevent Norton's ambition from succeeding, the elders of the family had to escort me away with the help of the teleportation array, even if they risked their lives."

"It wasn't until later that I boarded Legend, opened up a spiritual ocean, and looked down at my own mind from a higher dimension. Only then did I discover the traces of tampering in my memory, as well as the missing blanks."

"But at that time, even though I searched the entire Western Continent and the secondary planes, I never found any trace of Brother Xia Ya again."

"And that array disk is the only clue left by Brother Xia Ya."

"I visited the most senior authorities in the field of space magic technology in the entire Western Continent, and also asked them to take me to visit the secret research and development site of the Magic Academy..."

"However, all investigations show that even the super-large long-distance two-way teleportation array was still in the theoretical stage at that time."

"The only thing that was built was a prototype that took up an area of ​​several buildings and could transport objects the size of bottle caps at a time. However, it was already regarded as an unprecedented breakthrough in this field at the time."

"What's more, it is a portable single-person teleportation array that has achieved a high degree of miniaturization and integration and is only the size of a disc..."

"With the capabilities of the Brunstadt family, no matter how secretly it is developed, it will never be possible to master such magical technology that surpasses the Great Kingdom Magic Academy by several generations."

"That lonely teleportation array disk is not a product of this era... It seems to come from the distant future."

"Just like Brother Xia who appeared in my life quietly and disappeared like the wind..."

——Excerpt from page 701 of "Diary of the Blue Silver Witch", year 360 of the sacred calendar, the month of bud, 7th.

Not long after writing this page of the diary, the Blue Silver Witch built a pure white tower on the golden plain, and then buried herself in it.

Sylvia's eyes stayed on this diary page for a moment.

Then the diary was turned over again, and soon a blank page reappeared.

The next moment, lines of beautiful but ancient golden handwriting appeared out of thin air on the blank page.

"Brother Xia Ya, you once left me the last words."

""See you again at the end of time"

"And now, five hundred years of vicissitudes of life have passed."

"Is this the future with you?"

"Why on earth did you want to rewrite my memory in the first place?"

"Also, what position do I occupy in your heart?"

"Is it a disposable tool?"

"Is it an ordinary brother-sister relationship?"

"still……"

The pale golden brushwork trembled slightly, but never continued writing.

Fiolen and Isveda on the side couldn't help but feel shocked.

Because, since the appearance of the White Tower Master, the Blue Silver Witch, who has possessed indescribable majesty and easily controlled the entire audience—

At this moment, there was a little uneasiness, panic, and a fleeting hint of shrinkage and cowardice in her beautiful pure silver eyes.

It's like a wanderer who hasn't returned home for a long time, feeling timid when he is about to reach his hometown.

But soon, the fleeting complex color disappeared from Sylvia's eyes.

Pale golden writing emerged in the void.

"I need to take a few days to get used to the increased strength during my long sleep."

"After I fully recover, I will go to the imperial capital of the Foresta Empire."

Sylvia looked at the silent singer Isveda aside, with a hint of apology in her beautiful pale silver eyes.

"I just said it carelessly, but I didn't expect your ancestor to take it seriously."

"This white tower is just a cemetery I built for myself, and with my strength, I don't need others to guard my tomb."

"Now that I have revived, you can be free from this graveyard-like tower."

"No."

Isveda shook her head: "Perhaps in your opinion, the Tower Master, the White Tower is just a building you created casually."

"But, in these five hundred years, for me, and for all the members of the White Tower, this place has become the meaning of their lives."

"We are willing to stay here, not only because of you, the tower master, but also because..."

"The White Tower is also a haven for countless homeless people, and it is the ideal homeland that our hearts long for."

Sylvia's eyes paused slightly on Isveda, and after a long time she nodded.

She never imagined that her random act would actually become one of the three towers alongside the Black Tower in the future, a holy place and destination in the hearts of countless seekers.

It's just like Brother Xia was to me back then.

Fioren also spoke immediately: "It is an honor for the empire that Your Majesty the Blue Silver Witch is willing to come to the imperial capital."

"As the Empire's Southern Overseer, I can lead the way for you."

"The Char Egut I mentioned earlier should be in the imperial capital now."

Fioren carefully put away the frightening shock in his heart without revealing it at all.

A legend, and a legendary strong man, visited the empire. This was a huge event.

Although there is no shortage of legends in the empire, if the other party takes full action within the imperial capital, even the aftermath of the legendary battle will be enough to raze the entire imperial capital to the ground.

Of course, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

No matter what, the White Tower and the Empire both belong to the order camp of the Western Continent. Because of Fioran's matchmaking, the relationship between the two parties is relatively harmonious.

Given the current tense situation in the imperial capital, if a legend can be elicited to express his stance, the chain reaction is likely to shake the old structure and plunge it into chaos.

For Her Royal Highness, who is now isolated and helpless in the imperial capital, the situation is undoubtedly as chaotic as possible.

"good."

The pale gold text appeared in the void again.

The witch in the dusk slowly turned around and looked at the large library behind her.

"In the past few days of recovery, I want to learn more about it..."

"This is the time when he was born and raised."

next moment.

In the large library shrouded in frozen dusk.

All the books on the wooden display shelves suddenly floated into the air.

Then, at the same moment, open up.

The pale silver witch stepped on some worn red high heels like this.

Step by step, I walked into the boundless sea of ​​books.

Fiolen and Isveda looked at each other and were about to retreat quietly.

But then, they discovered that the pale golden writing appeared in front of them again.

"I want to try the food of this era."

Unexpectedly, the legendary strong man who has been sleeping for five hundred years still has the desire of human tongue.

Isweda was stunned for a moment and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I don't know what food the tower master wants to taste."

I heard Isveda’s question.

The witch in the sea of ​​books could not help but tilt her head slightly, her long hair falling down her ears.

There was a hint of nostalgia in those pure silver eyes.

"Then..."

"Grill the fish."