Hate Me, Miss Witch!

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Xia Ya looked at the words appearing on the book.

Suddenly, he took in a breath of cold air.

"King of Knights" - Isadora von Fresberg.

To be more precise, this name should originally belong to the second princess of the empire.

When this name appeared, Xia Ya just understood the origin of the many coincidences in the reverberations of previous history.

Why did the moment I saw the King of Knights, I felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu in my heart.

And why the other person was clearly a male, but his appearance was as beautiful as a girl's, and his eyebrows were so similar to that of the second princess that he almost admitted it several times.

Even during several close contacts, he had the illusion of "Brother, you smell so good" from time to time, so that Xia Ya almost began to question his sexual orientation, so after getting rid of the remnants of history, he was anxious I couldn't bear to go to Xiao Ai to confirm.

Originally, he thought those coincidences and sense of déjà vu were due to the blood relationship between the King of Knights and Isardella.

After all, they are ancestors and descendants. They are somewhat similar in appearance, and it should be reasonable for there to be inheritance across generations.

But now it seems that this is not a reason for such bullshit as inheritance from one generation to another or reversion to ancestors...

Rather, it was completely me who took the call.

Two acquaintances in this world, both wearing brand new vests, performed a good show in another time and space thousands of years ago.

The key is that Xia Ya really only regards everything in the remnants of history as a drama. Now that the drama is over, he has run away.

However, it seems.

Someone took it seriously.

"But……"

"Why did she appear in Esgania that thousand years ago, still as the King of Knights?"

Char's self-talk just started to rise.

The next moment, Sylvia's pale golden handwriting slowly appeared in the void.

She also saw the information described in that book.

"Miss Isadella...she must be the second princess whom I met at the Borgia family's dinner party and at Brother Char's house."

"If that's the case, it's not difficult to understand."

"Maybe it's because of the holy sword she contracted with."

The witch lady's gaze was distant, and the pale silver glow flickered on and off in her beautiful eyes.

"Legends can feel the flow of time, and thrones can interfere with the history they occupy to a certain extent."

"And that holy sword was born when the stars first opened..."

"The history it has experienced since its birth spans several ancient eras, and the huge mystery contained in it has even surpassed the scope of an ordinary throne."

"It was precisely by relying on that holy sword that Her Royal Highness was able to resist the erosion of the correctional power of history, and went against the current, going against the original historical trend, and forcibly tampering with a period of history."

Sylvia's eyes became a little distant.

As a throne-level beast master, although she herself is not old enough, she already has the ability to stand in time and look back on the past.

At this moment, she clearly saw a golden sword that was so glorious that it was beyond words from the upper reaches of history.

The Holy Sword was inserted straight into the long river of history, standing still, forcibly rewriting the original historical flow and cutting off a new era.

This is a great cause of using one's own efforts to fight against the general trend of history.

"So...the hundred-year bloody battle between the Holy Court and the Sword of the Empire..."

Xia Ya felt a little numb and spoke slowly.

"Yes, that's probably why."

Sylvia nodded.

"Such an act of rewriting the past and going against the general trend will inevitably leave traces in the long river of time and space."

"For the extraordinary people under the legend, they will know nothing... They will only take this tampered history as a matter of course, and everything that happens is natural."

"Ordinary legends can sense a thing or two, and notice that the past history has shifted, but it is just a hazy perception, but not very clear."

"Only those who step into the boundaries of the throne...or are personal participants like you, Brother Xia, or rely on the protection of the Holy Spear like Xiao Ai, can they clearly know everything that happens in it and retain it. Memories before history was rewritten.”

The holy sword and the holy spear are equivalent in personality, and they also have the ability to be independent of time.

"In the holy court of the Holy Theocracy, there must be powerful people who have transcended the boundaries of the throne. They know everything about it, so they launched the holy war just now in order to correct the wrong history."

"It's just a pity that the Holy Court should have failed."

"That is to say, Xiaya provoked a new girl thousands of years ago...that is, Her Highness Isadella?"

Aurora's words sounded coldly.

According to Xia Ya, she is a reckless husband, oh no, a contestant of the reckless wife series... She doesn't really listen to discussions about intertwined timelines, correct and incorrect history, and is not interested.

After all, he was the sharp sword beside Char. All he had to do was trust the young man unconditionally and fulfill his orders at all costs.

Therefore, with Sylvia's explanation, Aurora just grasped the only key point that she cared about.

That is to say, it really did not surprise her... Char's Temporal Sea King passive was triggered again.

Moreover, it is still Her Royal Highness.

Unexpected, it doesn’t seem so unexpected, what’s going on?

"If it's Brother Char...it seems true, it's not that surprising."

Sylvia's beautiful eyes also flashed with a hint of helplessness.

How should I put it, maybe this is a boomerang.

She herself was the one who was redeemed by Xia Ya, and she was also the first person to eat the peach.

But at this moment, the boomerang finally landed on her, and it was her turn to watch helplessly as her sweetheart provoked other girls.

Around the Cang Silver Witch, the solidified dusk began to flow again.

An illusory river of time slowly appeared in the dusk.

As for Xia Ya, she just stared quietly at the countless illusory scenes flowing through the illusory river.

That was Esgania in the past, and it was also the Forresta Empire, or the Red Empire, today.

…

He saw Vortigern and the abyss monsters being expelled from the entire territory of Esgania, and the flag of the Knight King was planted all over the land that was once full of disasters.

He saw the birth of the divine calendar, the day when the old era ended and the new era began.

The heavy rain stopped, and the sun's grace shone through the gaps in the dark clouds.

Huge chalk stones were transported from all directions, and a pure white new royal city was built bit by bit on top of the original decayed and broken royal capital of Esgania.

Holy City - Camelot.

He saw the day when the city of Camelot was completed and a new country was founded.

Thousands of people and soldiers were cheering and celebrating, welcoming the arrival of a great era and an immortal dynasty.

On the throne, the figure of the girl holding the golden sword was even more glorious than before.

Let every guest who sees the back of this victorious king feel extremely confident about the prosperous future of this new empire.

However, no one saw that on this day when knights, soldiers and civilians were all laughing and drinking...

Only the girl on the throne, whose delicate and pretty face was shrouded in the shadow of the holy sword, never showed a smile.

…

The scenes in the long river of illusory time began to accelerate.

Just as every powerful country will experience...

From the germination of the beginning, a new and vigorous country.

Then we will make progress while maintaining stability, and build an era of unprecedented prosperity.

Then, it flourished and then declined.

Slowly, those Knights of the Round Table who were born in the previous era and followed the footsteps of the King of Knights to conquer the north and south are also getting old.

"Your grandfather once saw the appearance of Cain's crown."

This is Gawain's favorite words to brag to his descendants, leaving his descendants doubtful.

At this time, the story about Cain and Xiao has become a myth.

It is mixed with the stories told by the bards about the brave young man slaying the dragon, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

The screen is still speeding up.

The seats belonging to the elderly at the round table were reduced one by one.

The Knights of the Round Table are at least title-level, and there are many legends... But human legends also have life spans, and two to three hundred years is already the limit.

Only on the throne, the appearance of the silver-haired queen has never changed at all.

The existence of the Holy Sword and its majestic mystery seemed to have fixed her age, allowing her to always maintain her youthful appearance.

Later, the prosperous age came to an end.

The prosperity has dispersed and the hustle and bustle has faded away.

Only the slender figure left in the throne room became more and more lonely.

The humanity in her eyes was fading away, leaving only the brilliance of divinity shining brightly, and the scarlet moon loomed behind the throne.

The Queen began to ignore the government affairs, and instead handed over the power of the empire to the descendants of the Round Table and the Oath Family...and she herself stayed all day and night opposite the palace, a magnificent building that was almost as high as the palace hall. among.

Hall of Valor.

Then, looking at the thin stone statue with "Black Knight Cain" written on it at the front of the Hall of Valor, I was lost in thought for several days.

There are naturally many loyal people among the descendants of the Round Table and the Oath Families, but people's hearts are always fickle.

What's more, the King of Knights' current behavior of ignoring government affairs is simply tempting those usurpers with evil intentions.

As a result, the empire's reputation in the Western Continent also began to take a turn for the worse.

The name "Knight King" originally used by the outside world to praise the "master of the eight virtues of knights" and "the most perfect knight and king" is gradually no longer used, and is replaced by the relatively neutral name of "Red Queen" vocabulary.

However, the only king of the empire ignored the rumors from the outside world.

Except for the hundred years of bloody war, when she came forward to fight the saints who descended from the Holy Court, for most of the other time, she just stood in the Hall of Valor.

That time is getting longer and longer, and the distance between her and the world is also getting farther and farther.

Until, today.

…

The illusory flowing river is stagnant.

"If this continues...Isadella, what will happen to her?"

Xia Ya spoke softly.

"It will disappear."

As if he had anticipated Char's question, Sylvia's ethereal voice slowly sounded in the ocean of his soul.

"Ordinary historical corrections will only forcibly expel travelers who do not belong to this time and space to their original time and space."

"But Her Highness the Second Princess is different...she has stayed in that time and space for too long, and has also changed too much."

"The holy sword that was born at the beginning of the creation of the stars is indeed powerful, but it can never compete with the long river of time that continues from ancient times to the present."

"The longer she stays, the greater the historical correction power she has accumulated. Today, it is no longer the level of deportation, but destruction."

"If it drags on any longer, once the protection of the Holy Sword is shattered..."

"Then the correction power accumulated for nearly a thousand years will backfire and be enough to erase all traces of a throne's existence throughout the entire length of time."

Sylvia's words were calm, but the meaning contained in them was clearly extremely heavy.

It is not a simple death, a simple death, at least others can remember it.

Instead, directly erase all traces and imprints of existence from time and history.

Except for the most powerful people who can step into the long river of time, no one will remember her name. Everything she has done will be erased or forgotten by others under the influence of historical correction. replace.

"If Her Royal Highness chooses to give up now, she may still be able to return to the correct history with the protection of the Holy Sword."

"But……"

The words of the Blue Silver Witch were not finished, but the meaning was self-evident.

She had also buried herself for five hundred years...so she was extremely clear about Isadella's current situation.

A long time can change a lot of things.

Whether it’s original intentions, dreams, or human nature.

Sylvia is self-sealed in the White Tower and has not had any contact with the outside world for five hundred years. However, despite this, Sylvia has tried her best to keep her humanity from being infected and deteriorated.

What's more, the other party has existed for a full thousand years and has been walking around the world during this thousand years.

The original life of the second princess Isadora only lasted for more than twenty years...compared to those thousand years, it was just a drop in the ocean.

Today, the queen is completely different from the princess who ate hot pot with them at Xia's house that day. Her divinity has overwhelmed humanity and taken the dominant position.

At this moment, the opponent's existence form is closer to that of a god than a human being.

A god walking on earth.

In this case, even if Xia Ya reveals Cain's identity, it may not be able to save anything.

Because the original intention that belonged to the princess had already deteriorated and turned into twisted obsession and divinity...

No one can tell how much weight the mortal emotions will hold in the other person's heart.

Listening to Sylvia's words, Xia Ya couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

next moment.

He saw a blue light curtain spread out silently in his mind.

[You have obtained a new level of negative historical legend - "The one who caused harm to the country\