Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Dark cracks appeared alternately in the illusory sea of ​​stars.

If there is no affinity with the laws of space, then every space crack in it is enough to severely injure a strong man of legendary rank.

However, that golden figure just walked through the dark thunder.

Thousands of angry thunders devouring light exploded around her, but they did not leave any traces.

Finally, the golden elf arrived at the door outside the palace.

Squeak.

The door made of bronze slowly opened.

Tuk Tuk——

Hathaway stepped on her high heels and walked step by step into the empty palace.

The palace was not as dark and deserted as the golden elf had imagined. It was even the opposite - the entire palace was brightly lit and full of life.

Hathaway looked up and saw a bright star spreading a soft light on the dome of the high palace.

The golden elf stretched out her hand slightly, and the soft sunlight fell from the high-hanging stars, shining on the palm of her hand with a touch of warmth.

Compared to the sun in Hathaway's memory, the star was much smaller, but she could clearly feel that the light falling on her palms had the same composition principle as sunlight.

"Did you create a new sun in your own world?"

The golden elf looked at the morning star above the dome.

Feel the heart of the furnace, which is intertwined with magic technology and alchemy circles, just like daylight.

A slight smile couldn't help but appear on the pretty face that was originally as cold as frost.

"It seems that ten years have not been completely wasted."

She walked like this and turned a corner.

What comes into view is a bright world. In the bright sunshine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance look sacred and majestic.

The sound of gurgling water came to my ears. Not far away was a lake and grassland, and even further away was a forest. Next to the lake, there was a simple but elegant lakeside manor.

The fragrance of flowers spread in the air, and Hathaway turned her head and saw a sea of ​​pure white flowers swaying in the wind next to the lake.

With the golden elf's knowledge that accommodated the entire Black Tower Library, she easily recognized the variety of pure white flowers in front of her.

Frost Whisperer is a flower that only exists near Ceylon in the north.

Next to the flower field stood a small wooden sign with a line of text engraved on it in pale gold handwriting.

"Elora and Char's Frost Whispering Flower Field."

The golden elf stared at the wooden sign in the flower field for a long time, and then chuckled.

She walked through unobtrusive paths in the peaceful prairie. We arrived at the manor villa next to the lake.

The golden elf pushed open the door and entered. The fireplace in the spacious living room was not lit. Fruit trees for making fire were neatly placed around it, exuding a fresh fragrance.

"Teacher, you came faster than I expected."

The clear voice echoed in the living room.

The young man with black hair and black eyes sat across from the long table and stood up to welcome his teacher's arrival.

Hathaway lowered her golden eyes and carefully looked at the young man in front of her, who was also her only disciple.

Her hair has grown slightly longer, and the lines on her face have softened a bit. Other than that, Xia Ya's appearance has not changed much. He still looks like the handsome young man in her memory.

However, in the golden elf's spiritual perception, the temperament of the person in front of him has changed greatly.

He is no longer as sharp as he was when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, his energy soaring into the sky, and his high-spirited appearance.

Especially those eyes. In the dark eyes, the sharpness like a knife disappeared, replaced by a depth that was difficult to see clearly.

Reminiscent of the silent night sky.

Xia stood up and took down two tea sets made of ceramics from the closet on the side.

"Teacher, what kind of tea do you want to drink? The entire process of these tea leaves, from planting to picking, to airing and drying, was completed by myself and Xiao Ai."

The golden elf looked at the jars of tea. They were things that had never existed on the Western Continent, so even with her knowledge, she couldn't tell whether they were good or bad.

So she nodded slightly: "Whatever."

"Teacher, do you know that the so-called casualness is actually the most difficult thing to do?"

Char sighed in distress and chose a can of black tea from the closet.

Then, using the standard Phoenix Three nod method, he made a cup of tea for himself and the golden elf in front of him.

Hathaway picked up the hot tea cup and took a sip: "I thought you would be like an ascetic, meditating in a dark palace."

"did not expect--"

She looked out the window at the green mountains and green waters, which looked like a paradise-like residence.

After ten years of asceticism, this is just a vacation.

"how to say."

Xia Ya also took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "If I were alone, I might be so lonely that I give up on myself as you said, teacher, and waste these ten years in this palace outside of history. Years."

"Fortunately - Xiao Ai is with me."

There was a slight pause in his words.

"This place was not like this in the beginning. It was just a monotonous metal palace."

"It was she who used the power of the Holy Spear, the "Land Anchor that anchors the world," to cut off the fragments of the world that were scattered in the surrounding void, and then integrated those fragments of the world into the remaining fantasy zone, and transformed the original palace into Tiny spaces expand. "

"Then we spent ten years building the original metal palace into what the small world looks like today."

Xia put down the teacup in her hand and scanned the surrounding room with soft eyes.

"This manor is also modeled after the house we had in the Widowmaker District. Xiao Ai is nostalgic for the past, so even the furnishings of the furniture, the layout of the rooms, etc. are copied one-to-one according to her old home."

As early as the moment he entered the door, the golden elf was also looking at this house.

This single-family villa is full of life, with water glasses, chopsticks, knives, forks and plates placed side by side.

A photo of a little black-haired boy and a little blond girl on a bookshelf.

There are also fluffy pillows on the sofa that have "Char and Aurora's stuffed bears" written in beautiful handwriting on the labels.

"Where's your little girlfriend?"

While speaking, the golden elf's eyes were locked directly on Xia Ya.

"Xiao Ai is in retreat." Xia Ya pointed to the top of the room.

"The resurrection of the Holy Lance has reached the final step. Once this final step is taken, the Lance will reach the same level as the Holy Sword and become the "Tower at the End of the World" in the true sense, anchoring the world. "Storm Spear". "

The golden elf naturally understood the meaning of Xia's words.

The power of the fully revived Star Sword is enough to enable Isadella to transcend the boundaries between legend and throne, and truly reach the supreme throne of God.

And the holy spear of the same level can naturally do similar things.

Being able to become the master of the Holy Spear after the Thirteen Restraints are completely released, then even if the contractor is not the throne, at least he has reached the end of the legendary road and is only one step away from the limit of the throne.

"I didn't expect that I would actually make a mistake one day."

Hathaway couldn't help but recall the moment when she and Char first met.

The little girl who followed Xia Ya and timidly held the corner of Xia Ya's clothes.

The golden elf's vision and knowledge are far from comparable to that of the Sixth Ring of the White Tower who had taken a liking to Alora at the station.

In Hathaway's eyes, if Char's talent is like a jade that has never been polished, it will definitely shine brightly in the future even without her own guidance.

Then Aurora's talent can only be described as ordinary.

It may take decades, nearly a hundred years, before you have the opportunity to become a legend.

Possessing the potential to become a legend is certainly unique from a worldly perspective and is worthy of any major force spending a lot of money to cultivate.

But for Hathaway, in her long life, she has already seen countless legends being born and growing old. It is difficult for ordinary legendary powerhouses to even be remembered by her.

However, the little girl named Aurora broke her expectations for the first time.

With talents that are not outstanding, he has accomplished things that are difficult for pure-blood dragons, high elves and other golden races to achieve.

This is not something that can be explained simply by "lucky me, and I happened to contract the Holy Spear." The Holy Spear has been obtained many times in history, but no one has ever reached the point where Alola is now. situation.

In other words, being able to qualify for the recognition of the Holy Spear and allow it to be completely unblocked can already be described as a great deed and a miracle.

"The reason why that little girl exceeded my expectations..."

As soon as such an idea came to mind, Hathaway smiled and shook her head.

This question is so simple that the answer can be found without even thinking about it.

From the first time Hathaway saw Aurora under the black tower, she knew that this blond girl could only tolerate one person in her eyes.

Her life existed for him.

"Even if I just follow your footsteps, I have already achieved a unique miracle..."

"So, where are you?"

From the moment Char was accepted as his disciple and systematically began to practice arcane arts and beast control knowledge for the first time, to the moment he defeated the half-broken Scarlet Moon in Esgania, only a few moments passed. Less than ten years ago.

And now, another ten years have passed.

The golden elf's gaze became profound and stayed on Xia's face for a long time.

"I was a little worried that you would have wasted your studies in the past ten years..."

"But now it seems that as a teacher, my worries are a bit unfounded."

She placed the finished tea cup on the wooden table and smiled lightly.

"I think you should now be qualified to serve as the last mage of the Black Tower's Eight Pages."

The plain white fingers pointed out slightly.

Thousands of torrents of information turned into an illusory river, rhythmically moving along with that slender finger.

"The teacher commented on me like this, which makes me a little sad."

Xia Ya also smiled: "As far as I know, the entry threshold for the Eight Pages of the Black Tower is nothing more than a legend. Obviously I was already at the title level before entering the fantasy zone ten years ago..."

"When the teacher says this, does he think that after ten years, I have only just reached the threshold of the legendary rank?"

"of course not."

The golden elf shook his head slightly.

"What I'm talking about is not the eight-page mage in the Black Tower of the Fourth Age."

"Rather, at the beginning of the birth of the Black Tower - the original eight pages."

Hathaway played with the information stream in her hand for a while before throwing it out.

"Let's take a look. This is the information compiled by the organization under Ogutina's command."

"I verified it with the secret fire of the Goddess of Magic, and it's quite complete."

Xia Ya also waved slightly and took over the information stream thrown by his master.

His mental power moved slightly, reading the content contained in the information flow.

These are all things that have happened in the Western Continent in the past three months.

It can only be said that the Shadow Council is worthy of being the best in the entire gray world of the Western Continent. The intelligence it collects is not inferior to that of the Imperial Military's Secret Service, and even fills in a lot of additional content.

For example, Isadella's grand declaration of her future husband in parliament.

For another example, the many actions of the cults in the Lost Realm, and even the meetings organized by the senior leaders of the large cults from all sides, are also involved in the intelligence revealed from within the abyss.

And all the information and intelligence——

They all point to that one thing.

Within the Foresta Empire, the moment of imperial power change was about to take place when the old king abdicated and the new king ascended the throne.

"How about it, do you want me to help you inform your two little lovers in the White Tower and the Empire?"

"Although my body cannot manifest in the material world, I can still do it by just using the premonition of the astral world."

The golden elf looked at Xia Ya in front of him, and there was a little teasing in his cold words.

"No need for now, Xiao Ai is about to break through, I have to guard her here."

Xia Ya shook his head, put away the tea set on the wooden table, and then carried it to the sink.

"It is not easy to remove the last restraint of the Holy Spear, but if converted into real time, it can be completed before the great change of the empire breaks out."

"Of course, I won't do nothing during this period."

Xia Ya's voice was faint.

In these ten years, in addition to living a peaceful life with Xiao Ai in the fantasy zone, he also achieved several breakthroughs.

Char also has deep control over the world to which the "Golden Dawn" belongs.

Now he can be said to be the true master of that black mist world.

And the Golden Dawn's fixed-time gathering is already close at hand.

The golden elf nodded.

She stood up and walked out. With every step she took, the pale golden figure became a little more unreal.

When she was about to disappear from the embers of this fantasy zone and completely return to the star realm, she suddenly turned around slightly.

The spiritual power that belongs exclusively to the "Eternal Page" of the Black Tower swept away, scanning this beautiful world like the Garden of Eden.

From the soil, to the lake, to the spacious and classical manor, even all the secondary planes that were integrated into the palace as fragments of the world were inspected one by one by her at a glance.

Hathaway breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered that there were no discarded pacifiers, baby clothes or other daily necessities.

But then.

She then saw a secondary plane where discarded items were obviously stored...

There were thousands of neatly arranged "secret safety medicines" inside, but they were empty.

The golden elf staggered, and returned to the star realm from the embers of the fantasy zone.