Hate Me, Miss Witch!

With the accession of the empire's new queen Isadora to the throne, and the quelling of the previous incident of many evil gods descending simultaneously in the imperial capital.

The entire Foresta Empire, and even the Western Continent, has returned to its long-lost peace.

Everything seems to be back to the past.

The nobles in the upper city came and went in the court, and drank and drank at the banquet. Although the several sworn families who had led the rebellion had fallen, there was a vacancy in the core power of the imperial capital, and other people and forces would naturally come. fill.

The biggest cake is divided between the royal family, the White Tower and the Shadow Council, while other newly minted nobles will naturally compete to divide the remaining corners.

The young people in the Widowmaker District were talking about the new book "The Legend of Xiao Huohuo" recently published by the Royal Publishing House, as well as the recent gossip in the Imperial City.

The most popular gossip nowadays is when Queen Isadella and her husband, who has been officially announced, will get married, and some good people have even made an announcement about it.

The hustle and bustle seemed to be no different from the hundreds of years of peace that had been spent in the Fourth Age.

It’s just that such a peaceful appearance——

Whether it will be a daily routine that will continue for a long time, or whether it is just a brief break between storms, no one knows.

Perhaps as imagined by the Creator of the Glorious Era, the Sun God of old, a god who has touched a higher level really has the ability to rewrite the past at will——

However, the future alone is something that no one, not even gods, can determine with certainty.

There is no shortage of sacred relics in this world that can peer into the past and even rewrite it, such as the "Hourglass of Time" held by the Queen of the Night, Ogutina.

However, no matter how powerful and high-ranking the divination and precognition abilities are, what they can glimpse is just the tip of the iceberg of destiny, not the whole picture of the future.

"If you think about it carefully, even if we count it in real time, we have known each other for ten years."

"And if you include the time spent in the Garden of Eden—"

"So when we first met, got to know each other, and met... it was almost twenty years ago."

"Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago."

The bright sunshine fell through the window into the quiet courtyard, and also fell on the girl's hair.

Xia Ya held a wooden comb in her hand and gently combed the long hair of the girl in front of her.

The blond hair flowing down like a waterfall reflects the brilliance like glass under the sunlight.

"I thought you had forgotten what happened when you were a child."

Aurora leaned slightly into Char's arms, letting Char comb her hair, and murmured softly.

Her thoughts returned to Ceylon more than ten years ago.

In the past, it was Aurora's mother, the gentle Countess Winter, who helped her comb her hair.

Until that day, everything in Ceylon's past was buried in the smoke and fire.

The person who helped her comb her hair became Xia Ya.

"How could you forget that?"

Feeling the faint scent of sandalwood coming from her nose, Xia Ya responded.

"The dignified Earl of Winter, the eldest lady of the Winter Flower family, has an adventurous heart that wants to run away from home."

"And, as luck would have it, the first time I ran away from home and went on an adventure, I encountered a snowstorm in the North on an ice field far away from the town."

"If I hadn't come out to collect the clothes to dry before the snowstorm, Yin happened to find you at a loss by the woods, and led me to take you back to the hunter's cabin... Then the future Contractor of the Holy Spear might be He's going to be buried in a polar snowstorm."

"At the age of six or seven, it's normal for you to like adventure."

The blond girl just leaned in Xia Ya's arms, closing her eyes slightly, and spoke again after a long time.

"But I'm actually grateful for that snowstorm."

"If there hadn't been that snowstorm, our life trajectories would have been like two parallel straight lines, obviously very close, but never really able to meet each other."

"And because of that snowstorm and the only intersection between the two straight lines, everything that followed happened."

"That's hard to say."

Xia Ya smiled: "After all, beautiful girls like Xiao Ai are rare."

"That is the only daughter of Earl Winter, the pearl of the whole of Ceylon. How did you know that I would not have been coveting this bright pearl for a long time. In fact, that encounter was a long-planned hookup."

He stopped the comb in his hand and tied his long, smooth golden hair into a simple ponytail.

"I am a very selfish, stingy and greedy person. Maybe if I don't have that opportunity, I will secretly plan other opportunities to strike up a conversation with you."

"It would be great if you were really as proactive and strong as you say."

Aurora opened her eyes and looked at herself with a ponytail in the mirror.

"According to the rules of Ceylon, as long as you reach the age of eighteen, you are already old enough to get married."

"To use an old saying from your hometown, we who are not yet married should be considered the so-called older leftover men and leftover women, the kind who need to be urged to get married by our parents."

"Little Ai Qian is really getting more and more understanding of jokes."

Xia Ya gave a thumbs up.

"But there is an old saying in my hometown, that is, if the Xiongnu is not destroyed, why should we take care of our family."

"If you put it in the Western Continent, it means that the evil god has not been destroyed, so why do you have a family?"

"It sounds like you, Xia Ya, really have such great ambitions."

Aurora rolled her eyes at Chara with her beautiful sky-blue eyes.

If it were anyone else, they might really be confused by Xia Ya's bold words.

But Aurora knew very well that Char's character was actually more easy-going and lazy than the world imagined.

If it weren't for those cult members who took the initiative to stop Char in front of him every time, then there is a high probability that he would pretend nothing happened even if he knew the cultists were in front of him.

As for the reason behind Xia Yana's words, "Why should we take care of our family before the Huns are destroyed?", Airola also knew the reason behind it.

After all, when Xia Ya was studying in the Black Tower, she was always with him.

The golden elf is also her teacher.

"In the end, the one you are worried about is Teacher Hathaway."

"But it's also..."

"If you could still calmly marry me, Miss Sylvia, and Her Majesty Isadella, given Mr. Hathaway's current situation, then you wouldn't be you anymore."

She sat up from Xia Ya's arms, and the laziness she felt in the previous moment disappeared.

Aurora looked directly at Chara with her sky-blue eyes: "You have a rare free time today. Are you ready to enter the reverberation of history again?"

With Aurora's familiarity with Char, she naturally knew it very well.

Char, who has soaked himself in the database and meditation room, and has not gone out for several months, now has a rare moment of cuddling with himself——

The only explanation is that he is already prepared.

Preparation to enter the first era again.

This leisurely half-day is not so much relaxation as it is Xiaya's farewell before leaving.

"Um."

Xia Ya nodded.

He also knew that with the tacit understanding between Aurora and him, no matter what he was thinking, he could not hide it from the girl in front of him.

"Do you want me to inform Miss Sylvia and Her Majesty Isadella?"

"No need, all the preparations that need to be made have been made. They can't follow the remnants of history. Even if they say it, it will only make them worry in vain."

“I can’t follow—”

Aurora's words paused slightly.

She keenly captured the key information from Xia Ya's statement.

"In other words, even Her Majesty Isadella's Holy Sword cannot help you in the First Era?"

"Um."

Char nodded: "Your Majesty's Holy Sword is a holy relic born with the mission of saving the world. It has unparalleled special attack attributes against all evil things that can be broadly defined as "anti-order" and "enemies of justice". . "

"However, what I face this time is not evil in the broad sense-"

After all, that is the Creator of the Glory Era.

Even if it is destroyed, even if its authority and power are nothing compared to those in its heyday, it is still fundamentally different from those evil gods.

He is the sun god of old, the great creator——

It is not even an exaggeration to say that it represents "justice" itself.

How could the holy sword of salvation be hostile to the Creator who defined the concept of "justice"?

"However, it is different from the Holy Sword."

"The Holy Spear is a weapon, and it is also the "Anchor of Lan" that anchors the world. It does not differentiate between justice and evil. "

"And what I want to use this time is the Holy Spear's ability to serve as an anchor to maintain the world."

Aurora thought for a while: "As before, can I just give you the right to use the holy spear in the old era?"

"Um."

"good."

Aurora nodded and said nothing more.

This is the tacit understanding the two have always had with each other.

Normally, Aurora would have a little mood, and she would also play tricks with Xia Ya because she overturned the vinegar jar, and asked Xia Ya to make her delicious food to coax her.

But when facing outsiders, or after Char himself truly makes a decision, Aurora will only obey unconditionally.

This is true no matter what is done and what price is paid.

She silently stretched out her hand, holding it lightly in the void between her white fingers.

The next moment.

The bright light gathered in the void along with the flowing silver.

Then, they gathered into what looked like a pure silver, tiny lance, hovering in the mid-air in front of Char and Aurora.

Then, the next moment.

The tiny silver lance sank into Char's eyebrows.

And Char also felt the contract with the Holy Spear that came from Airola letting go of all her mind in an instant.

This is not the first time that Char has mastered the Holy Spear.

He had already experienced the power of this super-standard holy relic once before in the historical reverberations of Esgania.

And now, after ten years in the Garden of Eden, Xiao Ai has completely unsealed all the constraints of the Holy Spear and brought it completely under control.

Because of this, now as the temporary master of the Holy Spear, Xia Ya can feel that the power he can mobilize the Holy Spear is much stronger than last time.

"Then, let's get started."

Xia Ya's thoughts moved slightly, and she finally raised her head and glanced at the blond girl beside her who was watching her silently.

"Although it falls on the real timeline, it may only be a blink of an eye."

"However, I still have to say goodbye to you, Xiao Ai."

Such words have never been spoken.

The next moment, his mind moved slightly.

The mercury-colored halo, like the flow of destiny, spread little by little around his body.

Then, the entire world was rendered into pure silvery white.

Guided, that which no one knows -

Time, and the Origin of Magic.

…

The first era.

Catastrophic calendar year 929, red maple moon.

Endless sea, lost island.

In the world where the fragments of the World Tree were located, Xia slowly opened her eyes.

What I saw was that there were still gorgeous palaces one after another, and there was no light from the sun and the moon, only a dark sky with twinkling stars.

As soon as his consciousness was awakened, Xia was keenly aware that the surrounding environment was very different from before.

If we talk about the previous time, the lofty will sealed deep in the fragments of the World Tree was still in a sleeping state.

The previous exchanges with Char and Hathaway, and even the actions to suppress Hathaway, were just the remnants of the power of the lofty will leaked outside the seal.

So, at this moment——

Xia Ya could feel that the owner of this dark palace was slowly waking up.

Even though it is extremely incomplete and decayed.

Even because he forcibly awakened his body before the expected time, the power that broke through the seal was also wasted a lot.

However, it was still a size that Charia had never seen before, with an extremely lofty character that made people's hearts tremble.

Even leaving aside the incarnations of the evil gods who descended through the advent ceremony when Isadella ascended the throne, Char had seen the real gods before - the half-disabled Vermilion Moon.

However, even the true body of the vermilion moon brought Char a feeling that was far from comparable to the things that were reviving deep in the palace.

"It seems that this person is really impatient."

Feeling the undulating Qi deep in the dark hall, Xia Ya couldn't help but frown slightly.

Obviously, the degree of decay of his Elf King's body at this moment was beyond expectations.

It is precisely because of this that after discovering Char, the best container with the handle in his hand, he was so eager to break the original plan and want to change to a new body.

Xia Ya's thoughts just came up.

The next moment, he heard the indifferent and cold voice, which was difficult to distinguish between male and female, slowly echoing throughout the dark hall.

"The evening three days later——"

"Start the ceremony."