Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Hathaway raised her beautiful golden eyes.

"Light up a new sun?"

She spoke softly.

With confusion and a little yearning.

That was indeed her own wish.

As a high elf who grew up on the Lost Island, this small island and the royal court were Hathaway's whole world.

She did not have the ambition to return to the Western Continent like the elders of the Council of Ministers, to make the elves as strong as the Elf Royal Court in the Glorious Era, and to stand on the top of the continent again.

From the beginning to the end, Hathaway's wish was just to make this dark island a little brighter.

Let the eyes of the tribesmen in the Lost Island, who were accustomed to the darkness, see the magnificent sea, the full picture of the royal court, and each other's faces clearly.

Just like this, she would be satisfied enough.

But soon, the golden elf lowered her head again with some disappointment.

"Teacher Char, you are such a joker."

She could understand that Char wanted to comfort herself.

After all--

If you want to spread the arcane and magic among the elves of the Lost Island, let them completely let go of the already filthy power that comes from their blood.

Have the ability to face the Fallen Sun and walk out of the Lost Island.

This is destined to be an extremely long and difficult process.

The power of blood is the cornerstone of the elves' existence. If you want the people to be willing to abolish it and embark on a new road with a promising future, there will be many obstacles and oppositions.

Hathaway has even prepared to spend her whole life to complete this matter.

Even if the long wait will disappoint Char and eventually choose to leave.

But...

Compared to her own ideas, what Char said was a real fantasy.

"Light up a... new sun."

That is the authority beyond the gods--

In the Glorious Era, the supreme creator was known as the Sun God.

Even though the glory of the Glorious Era has faded, the aftermath still shakes the entire main material plane and has not dissipated after thousands of years.

Even if Hathaway has confidence in the boy beside her and knows that Char, as a wizard, is not everything to him, she does not think that Char can have the power to surpass the Creator.

"So, Hathaway."

"You should have some confidence in your teacher."

Char touched his teacher's head calmly again, with a smile like a kidnapped underage girl.

This opportunity to take advantage of his teacher is extremely rare, and it is rarer every time you touch him, so you have to cherish it.

"Someone once told me--"

"Since you have chosen to embark on the path of a wizard, you should abandon all your past awe and only have a pure desire to explore."

"Use the arcane, known rules and legal principles to analyze the myriad phenomena in this world."

"Whether it is a dead thing or a living thing...or a god, it is the same."

Xia Ya paused slightly.

"The authority called the star is not exclusive to the original creator."

"As long as you know the legal principles, then whether it is you, me, or any wizard, it may not be beyond your reach."

"With our current status, we are indeed not as big as the sun god, let alone creating a star that illuminates the entire western continent."

"But if it is just to illuminate this lost island...it can still be done."

As he spoke, Xia Ya took out a small furnace core from his arms.

Hathaway could see that it was some kind of magic prop made of metal and spell arrays.

Inscribed in it was a certain mysterious magic model that she had never heard of or seen before.

"This is the product of analyzing the laws of the operation of stars and materializing it into a precise magic model."

"I named it - "Sun Furnace."

Char handed the dim and small furnace core in his hand to the girl in front of him.

"My mental power was limited on the Lost Island, and I couldn't mobilize magic power on a large scale."

"Try to inject magic power into this furnace core, Hathaway. "

The golden elf took the small magic furnace core from Char and looked at it carefully.

It was quite ordinary.

Can the power of the sun's movement really be housed in this small furnace core?

She couldn't help but feel puzzled.

However, out of trust in Char, Hathaway nodded obediently and stretched out her white fingers.

The invisible and intangible light gathered at her fingertips.

The new power called magic, which originated from the astral world and could be mobilized at will after several months of adaptation, was injected into the dim magic furnace core.

The next moment-

Boom.

The golden elf's beautiful light golden eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, she heard the magic factor roaring in the furnace core.

It was not a low-level trick like "Flash Magic".

But there was really a tiny sun that suddenly shone in the furnace core made of alloy and magic array.

It is obvious that the magic power she injected into the heart of this magic furnace is only the magic power of a second or third-level spell. At best, it will be exhausted by releasing a "big fire ball spell".

But at this moment.

But there was light and heat that far exceeded the limit that second- and third-level spells could carry, and it was released from the heart of the magic furnace.

The clear and bright light burst out from the heart of the magic furnace, pouring into her field of vision like a tide.

It illuminates the quiet and dark beach, and also illuminates the dark sea.

Although she has lived on the Lost Island for hundreds of years, this is the first time Hathaway has seen the entire beach and sea.

Under the radiance of the magic furnace heart, the vast and boundless sea surface was glowing with sparkling waves.

Tens of millions of tons of seawater rippled slowly in the dim light, like a dim sea of ​​stars, rising and falling with the tide.

The shadows of golden elves and humans intertwined in the slanting light, reflected on the beach behind them, infinitely elongated.

Hathaway said nothing for several minutes.

She was just immersed in the sunset-like scenery in front of her, and remained silent for a long time.

Until a certain moment, the magic power that had been injected into the heart of the furnace burned out, and the magic furnace heart went out.

The curtain of eternal night replaced the short-lived light, once again covering the beach and sea.

"Teacher Xia Ya, this is what you said..."

"A new sun?"

The golden elf's eyes still stayed on the sea, even though it had returned to darkness.

"Um."

Char played with the magic furnace heart that dimmed again.

"The furnace core you used before was just a miniaturized portable solar furnace that I used to power the Black Knight mecha."

"And if we follow the principle of approximation, we can enlarge it."

"Then, it can become a new light source that illuminates the island under the curtain of eternal night."

In Hathaway's dim eyes——

Following Char's words, the light shone a little bit again.

The feedback from spiritual intuition told her.

This is not a baseless pie——

But the real reality.

This eternal night island can really usher in the day when it will be illuminated by the sun again.

…

Xia Ya stood aside, calmly looking at the golden elf with bright eyes.

He didn't speak in the past few minutes, but he was not intoxicated in the brightness of this moment.

Char has been bathed in the sun every day since he was born, so although he can understand Hathaway's emotion at the moment, he has never personally experienced those hundreds of years of perseverance in the darkness, and it is difficult to truly empathize.

Just now, the solar furnace was lit.

He was vaguely aware of it.

In the center of the Lost Island, on the towering ancient tree.

There was some ancient and lofty will, and his eyes dropped slightly.

Although there are no other disturbances, Xia Ya is sure.

His own arrival, as well as the heart of the magical furnace that had just been lit, had already been noticed by the ancient will.

"Because I sensed an authority that was similar to my own, and could even be described as exactly the same, I finally couldn't sit still."

"Is it just because there are huge constraints and restrictions that you are calm and ready to use the chess pieces you control to interfere?"

Xia Ya calmed down her inner turmoil.

From the beginning, he discovered the location of the will sleeping in the branches of the world.

All of Xia Ya's previous actions were to attract the other party's attention.

We are not afraid that He will come, but rather we are afraid that He will not come.

Xia Ya didn't know how long he could stay in the historical reverberations of the first era, so naturally he couldn't continue like this.

The Lost Island has sunk in darkness for too long and cannot withstand consumption.

Only by completely intensifying all the potential problems and conflicts on this island.

Then, solve everything quickly and quickly.

But, that kind of future——

But it may not develop as the golden elf girl wishes at this moment.

"Let's go, Teacher Xia Ya, I will take you to the royal court."

"If we want to expand the magic furnace heart so much that it can illuminate the entire Lost Island, we cannot do without the support of other tribesmen."

"I think everyone in the royal court will welcome your arrival."

The delicate voice sounded in Xia Ya's ears, with a little impatient impatience.

Xia Ya looked at the golden elf in front of him.

That is a completely different figure from the future "Eternal Page" Hathaway, and it also has a little childishness that is unique to a girl.

"Innocent and immature children can only truly grow up after experiencing pain."

Xia Ya sighed secretly in her heart and held the small white hand.

"Lead the way."