The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Yo? Are you back?"

Hearing the door open, Mebius took a sip of coffee, and while turning his head to say hello, he stuffed the documents in his hands behind his back and hid them.

Mikael was not surprised by her appearance. From outside, he could see that the villa was brightly lit. Who else could it be besides Mebius?

It's just that he always has some weird feelings in his heart...

"Should we go out for dinner or..."

Mikael ignored Mebius for the moment and turned to ask Mei for her opinion.

"Huh? How about I do the cooking?"

Meiyi glanced at Mebius who kept sipping coffee, and then at Mikael who was expressionless. She couldn't help but smile, then put down her schoolbag and ran to the kitchen on her own initiative.

"Remember to make more for one person!"

Mikael laid Xi'er down on the sofa, who was still unconscious, and then turned to shout at Mei Yi's back.

"Know it!"

Meiyi responded, and then decisively closed the kitchen door.

"call……"

Mikael breathed a sigh of relief, casually set up an imaginary barrier for sound insulation, and then sat down next to Mebius.

"You! Can't you be gentler?"

The ups and downs of the sofa almost caused the coffee in Mebius' cup to spill out. She held the cup steady with both hands while gritting her teeth and complaining.

Mikael sunk his upper body into the backrest of the sofa, and his right arm naturally stretched out along the direction of the backrest, as if to wrap his arms around Mebius' shoulders. However, when she interrupted, Mikael seemed to have just woken up, shook his head and smiled, and retracted his hand.

He did not, nor did he want to follow Mebius' words, but asked directly:

"So, why are you back?"

"Huh? What do you mean by 'why am I back'? Is there anything wrong with me appearing here? Or are you just so eager to drive me away?"

Mikael frowned, snatched the coffee from her hand, and when he spoke again, his tone was much softer:

"That's not what I meant, it's just...when you left during the day, I thought..."

"What else did you think? You thought I wouldn't come back?"

Mebius blinked narrowly, but Mikael returned to his paralyzed look and stopped answering.

Mebius looked at his profile, then followed his gaze and cast his own gaze on Xi'er, who was lying on the sofa opposite.

"Mikael, I don't understand... No, I can't say I can't understand. I just... no, no, maybe I have never been able to understand your heart."

For such a simple and direct sentence, Mebius spent a lot of effort and made several twists and turns before giving an answer that had nothing to do with what he was thinking when he spoke.

"What's wrong with me?"

Mikael replied calmly.

If this sentence were written on paper, it would give people a somewhat innocent feeling, but when it came out of Mikael's mouth, it was just plain and there was no special tone.

Mebius raised his chin towards Xier, his expression became a little sad:

"You planned this incident, right?"

"Um?"

"She was kidnapped and then awakened the power of the stigmata. This was your plan from beginning to end, right?"

Mikael blinked numbly, his face instinctively wanting to turn to the side, but he stiffened his neck to suppress this tendency.

"Whatever you think."

His answer was still so plain, but the corners of Mebius's mouth turned up. However, the smile on her face was not a triumphant one. With just a glance, you could feel the bitterness of coffee.

"Are you still being tough, Michail?"

"Hmph...I said, whatever you think, but do you have any evidence?"

"hehe!"

Mebius sneered, stood up from the sofa, crossed his arms, and walked around the sofa.

Mikael was a little irritated by the sound of high heels hitting the floor. He suddenly thought that there was a lot of wine hidden in Ryoma's study, so he wanted to get up, but as soon as his butt left the sofa, he sat back dejectedly.

Upon seeing this, Mebius stopped behind him and gently pressed his shoulder with his hand.

"Mikael, I am not here to judge you, and I am not qualified to judge you. Of course, since it is not a trial, there is no need for any evidence, only reasonable speculation. Can you still shut me up?"

Without waiting for Mikael's response, she continued:

"The people who kidnapped Xi'er should be the remnants of Thunder and Lightning Ryoma, right? On the day it happened... Oh, actually yesterday afternoon, they came here to talk to you. And in the process, you used the power of consciousness to deal with It couldn’t be easier for their consciousness to provide some invisible guidance, right?”

"Your intelligence gathering ability... the derivative model of Gray Snake is really pervasive."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Mebius seemed not to hear the irony in Mikael's words, and snapped his fingers in his ear provocatively——

"However, for you who have the power to corrode, it is extremely difficult not to discover the traces of the Gray Snake, right? So, since you allow the Gray Snake to listen to the information, can I think that you tacitly agree that I can Do you know this part of the information?”

"Then what?"

Feeling the tight muscles on Mikael's shoulders, Mebius smiled, and the hands pressing Mikael's shoulders gradually began to move, actually massaging Mikael.

"Relax, Mikael, I am not your enemy and never will be. I am simply interested in your actions now - just as I was when we first met fifty thousand years ago."

"Is it……"

Mikael smiled, then quickly suppressed the corners of his mouth, but finally laughed out loud.

"Mebius, do you know? When I first met you, in just a few words, I had already planned more than ten plans to escape the Fire Chaser Moth."

"Pfft - am I that scary?"

"What do you think? No matter when and where, as long as the Fire Chaser exists, then various legends about Dr. Mebius will always exist. In the following months, every time you called me to do experiments, Room, I feel like I’m on the execution ground.”

"Ah hehehe..."

Mebius lay on Mikael's back and laughed, then put his lips to Mikael's earlobe and asked softly:

"What about now? Fifty thousand years have passed and so many things have happened. There must be some changes, right?"

Seeing that Mikael's earlobe was red and swollen, and the skin between his neck was also rising into a large area of ​​small particles, Mebius blew another breath into Mikael's earlobe without hesitation.

"Ahem!"

Mikael stepped aside awkwardly, and Mebius stopped teasing him.

"Now... I'm still afraid."

"Hmph, I can see it. But I'm afraid of one thing and not the other."

"Well, at that time I was just afraid of danger. I was afraid of my identity being known to more people, and I was afraid of dying on your operating table. As for now, what I'm afraid of is..."

After all, he didn't make his words too clear, but it didn't matter. He believed that Mebius could understand... No, not necessarily understanding, just knowing the unfinished meaning of the words.

"I understand. But don't worry, I won't comment on this, and I'm not qualified to comment, right?"

Mebius seemed to have finished her words. She turned to the opposite side of the sofa and gently stroked the head of Seele who was intoxicated in her dream. Then he twirled a handful of hair hanging down by Xi'er's ears, and gently scratched Xi'er's own cheek with the tips of Xi'er's hair.

Mikael was staring at the coffee cup in front of him, looking at his swaying reflection in the cup, his eyes as cold as the temperature of the coffee.

"The situation seems to be getting worse and worse."

Mikael touched his red and hot cheek, thinking about the problem.

"Is it because the heart has been reshaped?"

Mikael quickly shook his head and rejected this possibility.

"No. The presence or absence of a heart is just a proof of wishful thinking and has nothing to do with it. What's more, this kind of abnormal situation has not disappeared long before the heart is reshaped."

What is "something wrong"?

Happiness, sadness, anger, fear. These emotions should be dregs that have been abandoned, but... why can't they be abandoned?

As early as the end of the battle 50,000 years ago, he tried to do this, but he was still worried about Hua, so he wasted his time until 500 years ago.

After the last concerns were eliminated, he no longer had any reason to retain these emotions that would make people vulnerable. For this reason, he even used the power of consciousness on himself. And in the first few years after returning to Earth, he was clearly able to do it...almost.

He silently lowered his head and stared at himself reflected in the coffee. The world around him was obviously so quiet, but the coffee in the cup was still swaying, making circles of ripples and making his face blurry. stand up.

But only the two pink spots in his eyes remained motionless in the rippling light.

"Then, fly! Take this part of me with you and fly high! Use your eyes to take my soul with you to witness and experience..."

That's what it says.

The beginning is a part of the ending, so if you insist on believing in some romantic rhetoric, you can think that the girl never left.

She has become a part of Mikael's body, accompanying him forever, from 50,000 years ago to the present, and to the not-too-distant future.

"Is it because of you? Alicia."

Mikael stretched out his palms to cover his eyes, but couldn't control the pink figure that kept flashing in his mind.

However, the sad thing is that even with the power of consciousness, her appearance is still blurred.

"No, now is not the time to think about that."

Mikael put down his hand, suddenly picked up the cold coffee on the coffee table, and drank it all in one breath.

"Eh……"

Mebius raised his hand to stop him, but was a step too late. But thinking about it carefully, given the relationship between the two of them, it seems okay for Mikael to drink what she drank.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing her chuckle, Mikael raised his head in confusion.

"……nothing."

Mebius pretended to be natural and shook his head, continuing to tease the sleeping Seele.

She actually wanted to ask Mikael "what's wrong", but she felt that if she spoke so hastily, wouldn't it be a little too abrupt? Do you seem to care about him? Perhaps Mikael's evaluation was good. She is indeed a little too gentle now... so gentle that she is not like the Mebius who can scare every warrior in the Fire Chaser just by mentioning his name.

Mikael didn't know what she was thinking. For him who has the power of consciousness, it is not difficult to take a look at Mebius's inner thoughts. To this day, he will no longer be trapped. Due to some moral burdens that may or may not exist. I just simply don't think it's necessary.

He lowered his head, holding the empty cup in his hand, quietly savoring the bitter taste of the coffee.

"I see."

He got it.

If the original ultimate divinity is a cup of pure black coffee with nothing added, and Shiyuan's return... Shiyuan carries the return of humanity that He refined while walking in the world, it is like adding milk. In that cup of black coffee.

The coffee was no longer bitter, at least not as bitter as before, but that didn't matter to Mikael. The important thing is that coffee mixed with milk cannot become pure again.

He wants to kill all of his own humanity with his own hands, to complete the path of modern civilization with absolute rationality, to create the ending he wants, and to fulfill the agreement between the two before the last time the end came... But this is actually not the case at all. impossible.

As early as 50,000 years ago, the girl may have predicted it, or she may have simply caused it unintentionally. She made herself a part of Mikael forever, and made Mikael completely lose the ability to become a "god" again spiritually. possibility.

If it weren't for her, even if Mikael didn't deliberately want to obliterate all his emotions as a human being, fifty thousand years would be enough to smooth everything out. He might become as taciturn as Kevin, or he might become as friendly as Hua Hua. She is as plain as water, at least like Mebius. If her appearance and occasional harsh words are ignored, it is almost difficult for people to connect her with the original Mebius...

"Alicia..."

Is this indelible "human nature" a precious gift to the girl before she leaves, or... is it a shackles imposed on Mikael in the dark?

"Actually, it doesn't matter."

Mikael murmured to himself, and even though his lips were moving, even Mebius, who was a step or two away, couldn't hear what he actually said.

It really doesn't matter.

Happiness, sadness, anger, fear... with these emotions, couldn't he create the ending he wanted? Couldn't he fulfill the agreement he made fifty thousand years ago?

No, taking this incident as an example, did these emotions influence him to suggest that Gregory and Xiaosong kidnap Xi'er in order to prompt Xi'er to awaken the stigmata?

Or does it affect him, even though he knows that Bronya has identified Kiana as the target of kidnapping, and also knows that Kiana has no reason to go back to the rental house to pack her things alone, but he still uses the power of consciousness to guide her to do so? Just because he needs a suitable opportunity to talk to Cocolia?

No, after experiencing so much, he has grown to some extent, although this kind of growth may not be something even Mebius likes to see.

He will no longer let unnecessary emotions influence his decisions, because he has a goal that is not negotiable, unquestionable, and unstoppable, and must be achieved.

And the reason why I want to erase these emotions is actually just because... In fact, it's just to make myself feel better.

Without these emotions, I would not have hesitated before meeting Xi'er, nor would I have been afraid all the time while driving home - what if Xi'er failed to awaken the stigmata?

He knows that in order to reach the end point he wants to reach, he has to go through too many thorns along the way. All he wants to do is to turn off his "pain", but the pain itself will not affect his determination to move forward, or even It will stop his progress for half a minute. To put it simply, that's it.

Therefore, even if this pain cannot be turned off, it actually doesn't matter. It can even bring a long-lost sense of joy to Mikael's increasingly boring life.

Thinking of this, he stood up with a smile and even stretched his body.

Mebius glanced at him, and finally let go of Xi'er's hair, but then he used his fingers to poke Xi'er's face. He didn't know what kind of madness she had. Michael always felt that since she appeared this time, From the beginning, I had an indescribable interest in these little brats.

In the past, it would have been an extremely terrifying thing for Mebius to become interested, but with Mebius now... it's hard to say for Mikael.

However, seeing her serious face as she was obsessed with teasing the sleeping Xi'er, Mikael seemed to remember something...

"By the way, Mebius. You seemed to have asked me last night...do you still remember your past ideals, right?"

"Huh? Ah, I asked, what's wrong?"

Mebius raised his head and soon became obsessed with Seele's sleeping face again.

"I thought about it. You seemed to have something to say at that time, but you didn't say it in the end, right?"

Mebius's eyes narrowed, he raised his head nonchalantly, tilted his head, and shook his head.

But soon, probably thinking that her disguise was meaningless, Mikael could still use the power of consciousness to directly read her thoughts. She sighed, opened her mouth again, and was about to explain something...

"Ding dong——"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Well?"

Mikael and Mebius looked at each other. Although neither of them paid attention to everything around them, they could easily hide Mikael's unconscious perception ability due to the mixture of multiple powers. There is no one in this world who can do this... …

"Huh? Is someone here? Is it Kiana?"

Mei also heard the doorbell and poked her head out of the bustling kitchen. It can be seen that both Mikael and Mebius stood there blankly, without the slightest desire to open the door, and she was a little at a loss.

"Let me do it."

Mikael took a step forward.

But the door to the villa actually opened on its own.

The night wind roared in, causing the chandelier in the living room to sway.

The lights inside the house reflected the blurry figure outside, outlining her dress and long hair that danced with the night wind.

Damn it! Grandma, why are you so depraved! How could you write this volume so well? The plot accelerates starting today! Go, go, go!