Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Abyss, the bottom of the abyss.

This is the surface of the world, a territory that the creatures in the main material plane have never set foot on.

For the creatures of the Western Continent, everything in the abyss is unknown.

Even in the imagination of most intelligent races and even mythical creatures, the inside of the abyss should be a dead purgatory, a desolate place without any life.

But in fact, it is not the case.

It is as if even in the elemental plane filled with high-temperature seas of fire, where creatures with flesh and blood cannot exist, there will also be elemental life such as "fire elements" and "hellfire monarchs".

Life is the most tenacious miracle in this world.

No one knows where the life in the abyss comes from. Perhaps it comes from the beginning of the world, when the boundary between the surface and the inside of the world was not as clear as it is now, and it was an insurmountable chaotic period.

Or perhaps it comes from the changes of the era, some key nodes of the mysterious ebb, and the opportunity to mistakenly enter the inside from the surface of the world.

But no matter what——

Even in the most dangerous abyss, there are still sparks of life.

…

Ice-blue plain.

The ancient city, shrouded in the faint night, stands on this icy and snowy wasteland.

From time to time, pedestrians wearing long robes and hoods come in and out of this ancient city.

Occasionally, the whistling cold wind blows open the hood of the robe, and you can see the long ears of pedestrians in this ancient city, which are pointed and slender, different from those of humans.

This is a city belonging to the elves, and is also called the City of Wind and Snow by the elves.

"It is said that more than five hundred years ago——"

"This place is not what it looks like now."

"The royal court we are in now is just a scorched earth flowing with molten magma and flames in the abyss."

The melodious sound of the organ echoed on the cold snowy plain, carrying the singing-like narration of the gray elf bard.

"Until one day, the sky collapsed, and the huge holy spear carried this city from the outside of the abyss and descended into the world today."

"Since then, the red scorched earth that originally flowed with lava and flames has gradually turned into the snowfield it is today."

"Is this true?"

An elf who was listening asked beside the marble wall.

"Whether it is true or not, what does it matter? After all, it happened five hundred years ago."

The bard of the gray elf plucked the strings of his harp.

"However, since it is what the leader said, it should be true."

"But this goes against common sense."

An elf raised a rebuttal: "What happened to turn the purgatory of lava and flames into the snowfield it is today?"

"Who knows?"

The bard of the gray elf was still plucking the strings, and his words were like a chant: "In the extraordinary world, everything is possible."

"I heard that powerful legends can rely on their own will to unconsciously interfere with the surrounding nature and make the reality around them move towards their own mental landscape. "" "If you fall asleep here," and more lofty great people who sleep. The previous elves were stunned: "In our city, in addition to the leaders, is it asleep like a strong man?" Apart from the mysterious and unpredictable leader, it was only in the court of Wang Ting's power. Some unknown speculation. "The bard of the gray elves shook his head puzzled. He was just because of the profession of his blooming poet. The books he had seen on weekdays had more rumors than civilians, so he seemed to be wider. As for the authenticity of those rumors and ancient books, it has been hundreds of years since then, so naturally it is impossible to verify them.

To be honest, he himself was actually a little bit unbelievable about these rumors.

After all, he could unconsciously, relying on the thoughts and mental images in his inner world, rewrite the real purgatory into a snowy field of ice and snow-

Such a great power is beyond the imagination of most residents of the royal court.

"Although it is just some rumors-"

"But it is not completely a made-up lie."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded.

This is a gray elf who is also wearing a robe.

However, unlike the white robes worn by the two people who talked before, this gray elf girl is wearing a black robe.

"Elder Liliana."

"Elder Liliana."

When seeing this gray elf girl in black robes, whether it is the previous gray elf bard or other residents who are listening to the bard's story by the city wall, they all stood up at the same time and spoke respectfully.

Liliana.

In the current council chamber are the elders of the grey elves.

At the same time, she is also the strongest person in the royal court except for the leader.

Although they are all legends, they are not at the same level as other legends, and there is a qualitative gap.

It is said that Elder Liliana was born before the royal court fell into the abyss, and she had personally experienced the great changes of falling into the abyss.

And according to the ancient books in the royal court library, before that, the gray elves, as a marginal race in the royal court, did not have the qualifications to participate in the council and interfere with the highest level of the royal court.

It was not until the royal court fell into the abyss that Elder Liliana grew up and rose, and then relied on her own strong strength to win a place for the gray elves in the council.

Moreover, she is also the elf closest to the mysterious leader in the royal court.

Although Elder Liliana's face still looks like a girl, the age of the elves cannot be measured by appearance.

In the elven royal court, except for the leader, no matter who sees Liliana, they will show a respectful look.

For the Grey Elves, this is respect and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

However, for the elves of other branches, it may just be "following the heart".

"No need to be polite..."

"Whether it is the leader or Sister Hathaway, they don't like too much red tape."

The Grey Elf girl waved her hand.

She turned her head slightly and looked at the Grey Elf Bard from before.

"The guess you said is actually not wrong."

"If not, do you think a strong man like the leader would stay in the desolate royal court for a long time... Is it just for us weaklings who are insignificant in her eyes?"

"The reason why the leader has been guarding here for a long time in the past five hundred years, guarding this lonely and uninhabited abyss that can only be described as desolate and barren-"

"In fact, it's all just for..."

"Just for someone."

"For... someone?"

The bard spoke blankly.

"Elder Liliana, who is the person you are talking about that made the leader stay here to guard for five hundred years?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

This obviously contains a huge secret, which Elder Liliana also keeps secret.

It may even be related to the fundamental reason why the royal court fell into the abyss more than five hundred years ago.

But his curiosity and thirst for knowledge as a bard were at work, making him ask this question without thinking.

However, after asking this question, the elder in front of him did not frown or refuse as the bard expected.

Liliana's beautiful gray-black eyes also showed a complicated look.

"I don't know."

"I only met him once when I was very young, still a little girl."

"At that time, the royal court had not fallen into the abyss, but was an isolated island on the vast ocean, shrouded in eternal night."

"At that time, the life of the gray elves and the entire royal court was far from being as prosperous as it is now... The blood of the entire elves contains a filthy curse. For most elves, the life span does not exceed 200 years, far from being as long as it is now."

The color of reminiscence flashed in Liliana's beautiful eyes.

She seemed to have returned to the time when she was still a little girl in the gray elf settlement, hiding behind the elders, and saw the black-haired and black-eyed human boy for the first time next to Sister Hathaway.

To this day, more than 500 years have passed.

The little gray elf girl who looked up at the brilliant starry sky has now become the pillar of the elven royal court, a true legend.

Whether it is the golden elf who took good care of the gray elves, Sister Hathaway -

or the human boy with black hair and black eyes, they have been missing for a long time.

In the Elf King's Court, they have long been reduced to a few lines of text in ancient books and illusory legends.

"To be honest, I am also very curious."

"What kind of magic does that person have?"

"Only the leader and Sister Hathaway can't forget him so much."

Liliana's eyes stayed outside the wall of the ancient city, in the wind and snow flying all over the sky, with a little curiosity and exploration.

"Also, what kind of person is..."

"His mental image will have such a scenery."

Obviously, the mental image scenery of ordinary people is a dignified and magnificent palace, or a garden full of flowers. In short, they are all beautiful things, and also represent the so-called "ideal destination".

But the mental image scenery of that human is such a snowy ice field.

The mental image was so strong that the scenery in his mind even materialized into reality, permanently overwriting the molten lava and sea of ​​fire into the snowfield of today.

What does this snowfield mean to him?

Is that his hometown?

…

Until Liliana passed through the passage of the Snow City.

Arrived at the center of the royal court, the palace shrouded in the faint night.

Her mind was still immersed in the previous memories.

It was not until the cold shadow door came into view that Liliana came back to her senses and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in."

A pleasant and elegant voice came from the door.

After hearing the reply, Liliana pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered, she saw the bright and clear sunshine.

It formed an extremely sharp contrast with the shadows and night that lingered in the entire palace.

The bright sunlight fell through the holes made of glass in the dome.

The sunlight shone on the frozen throne.

On the throne, the side face of the boy was reflected in the faint morning light, with clear and deep contours and transparent skin.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was taking a nap.

If——

Ignore the pure silver lance that pierced his chest.

The girl with black hair and black skirt was leaning slightly against the black iron throne.

She was holding a wet towel in her hand, as if she had just wiped her cheek.

"How is it, Lily..."

The girl in the black skirt slowly raised her red-gold eyes.

"I created the simulated sunlight source myself... It's not much different from the real sun, right?"

Liliana nodded: "No difference, leader."

She actually didn't see the real sunlight very often. She only saw the daylight for a moment when the Lost Island fell into the abyss and the Holy Lance pierced through the night.

However, that moment of light was enough for Liliana to remember for the rest of her life.

"That's good."

The girl in the black dress nodded with satisfaction.

"My power specializes in darkness and shadows, the sun and light... These are exactly the areas I am least good at."

"In order to adjust the quality of the light to the same level as the real sun, the simulation and adjustment and correction took me several years... Fortunately, the final result is not bad."

"But there is nothing we can do about it..."

She turned slightly and looked at the sleeping boy on the throne.

A flash of light flashed across the red-gold vertical pupils: "After all..."

"A vegetative person who has been sleeping for too long..."

"If you don't get more sun, your complexion won't look good."

"Leader..."

Liliana opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping.

At this moment.

Her curiosity about the relationship between the black-dressed girl in front of her as her leader and the human boy on the throne reached its peak.

But in the end, Liliana still forced herself to suppress the urge to ask.

She recalled what Sister Hathaway said to her a long time ago: "Don't ask too much about things that children shouldn't know."

However, the next moment.

It was as if she saw through Liliana's thoughts.

The black-dressed girl looked down at Liliana in front of her, and a cunning arc suddenly appeared on her flawless and delicate face like ice and snow.

"Lily..."

"Are you curious about the relationship between me and Char?"

Liliana resisted the urge to nod and shook her head: "No, leader, I don't."

Knowing too much is never a good thing.

Those who know understand.

However, the cunning in the words of the girl in the black dress became more and more intense.

"It's okay, Lily."

"It's not something that can be exposed to the public."

She looked at the boy on the throne behind her, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Char——"

"He is my lover."