Hate Me, Miss Witch!

"Why are you saying this suddenly?"

Xia Ya was stunned, and the action of stroking her long legs stopped.

"Because I already have experience."

Isadella sat up slightly, crossed her arms, and looked at Xia with a half-smile.

"Every time...as long as you decide what to do."

"Then the more difficult and dangerous the thing you have to face...the more you like to show a nonchalant attitude in front of us and those who care about you, so as not to let the risk of that matter be exposed. What we noticed.”

"Because you are afraid that we will worry. No matter what you face, you always want to handle it alone, for fear that you will implicate the people behind you because of your own reasons."

"Just like now -"

Isadella looked at Shayana as soon as she lowered it from her lap, and then dishonestly put her right hand around her waist.

"Although you are usually very lustful, you still restrain yourself because you have to take into account your own image and demeanor..."

"It won't be as impatient as it has been these days."

Xia Ya coughed softly: "Isn't it true that a person has been lying at the bottom of the abyss like a vegetative state for so many years, and finally got the rain after a long drought? It is normal to be hungry and thirsty."

"If you are really like what you said, you are the type who will let your body's desires interfere with your behavior and rationality..."

"From the beginning, you would never choose the path of falling into the abyss with the Lost Island."

Isadella's pretty face smiled.

But there was not much smile in those beautiful red eyes.

"It's not so much that I've been alone and lonely for five hundred years and I'm hungry and thirsty."

"It would be better to say that you are using your inherently lustful persona... to hide your true thoughts."

""He who has thunder in his chest and a face as flat as a lake can worship the general"... You must like this sentence very much. I have seen it more than once in your books. "

"And you did do it in the same way, but you did it more cleverly-"

"It's like the last time you met me before going to the reverberation of history, you still looked like a salted fish lying flat and waiting to be eaten."

She smiled: "Who would have thought of it at that time."

"In just a few days, you will make a big noise like falling into the abyss in the first era."

Xia paused slightly and looked at the silver-haired queen in her arms.

"Didn't His Majesty say earlier... that you have been busy with government affairs recently and don't have much time to read the novels I published in the Royal Book Press?"

"Of course that's a lie."

Isadella looked up at Char and blinked her ruby-like eyes: "It's just a few novels. Do you really think that with the mental strength of Throne, how long will it take to read them all? It only takes a brief glance. It’s enough to memorize it like a stream.”

"Besides, didn't I tell you a long time ago?"

"You are in my heart above all else."

"In this case, how could I give up the opportunity to be your reader and read your works for the sake of military and political affairs?"

“Of course I’ve also watched ‘War of the Three Kingdoms’.”

Xia Ya was stunned for a moment: "Then why did His Majesty say that before..."

"Just some little tricks..."

Isadella glanced at the direction where Diris disappeared outside the door: "What man can restrain the urge to control politics in front of others and give advice to the country?"

"Especially, the audience he gives advice to is the queen of a country."

She looked up at Xia Ya like this and couldn't help but smile: "Diris was also present just now, so as her boss and also your fiancée, I naturally have to give you enough face."

"Only the most perfect listener is the one who seems to understand but not understands, and listens obediently."

"How about it, it feels like being a saint in front of me and Diris, and being looked up to by the queen of a country with admiring but not clear eyes..."

"Not bad, right?"

hiss--

Xia Ya took a deep breath in her heart.

Is this the so-called imperial power?

Something.

I have to say that when I was talking about key politics in front of Diris and Isadella just now, I was really pleased.

All I can say is that this girl is really good at it.

It would be a little beyond his imagination.

"No need to look so surprised."

"I am also the queen of a country. If I couldn't see this clearly, I would have been overthrown by the greedy nobles in the parliament long ago, and I would not be able to reach my current status."

"Of course, if you want to treat me as an innocent girl who is innocent and ignorant of the world, then I have no problem with that."

Isadella smiled.

"I know that your calm disguise and attitude are actually for our good."

"You don't want us to worry because of you, and you don't want us to be in danger together just to help you..."

"Ever since you walked out of the snowfields of Ceylon, you have never truly been defeated..."

"As long as you want to do something, you can definitely do it, as long as you want to achieve the goal, you can definitely achieve it."

"Your past life journey has given you absolute confidence in yourself. No matter how big the risk is, you have the confidence to win..."

"And you have always had smooth sailing and never failed... but it has also made you worry more and more about gains and losses, for fear that the things you care about will be in danger and you will regret it."

"What is reflected in us is that you regard us as precious and fragile collections that need your careful care. A little bit of wind and frost will break them..."

"After you also broke through to the throne and gained more strength and confidence, your persistence became more and more obvious... Even such a big thing as facing the remnant soul of the ancient Sun God, except for Xiao Ai, You didn’t let me or Sylvia participate either.”

She gently turned sideways and moved her delicate body a little closer to Xia Ya's arms.

"I don't hate your attitude. On the contrary, I like it very much..."

"Since I came of age, those who support me see me as their guide and the hope for the empire's resurgence, while those who oppose me see me as a roadblock, a fierce demon king."

"After my mother passed away, this is the first time I experienced this feeling of being cared for and kept behind by you."

"However, Char—"

Isadella paused slightly before speaking.

"I like the feeling of being cared for by you, but I am not so fragile that I will break into pieces as long as I am exposed to a little bit of wind and sun."

"Just like the epic stories sung by countless bards... As the fiancée in my hometown in "I will go back to my hometown to get married after fighting this battle", she is responsible for sending a few words of farewell to the brave before he sets off. She shed a few tears of worry when she was downwind, and stood at the head of the cheering crowd when she triumphed. "

"Or as a princess kidnapped by the evil dragon, she becomes the trophy after the hero defeats the evil dragon, and is used to make up the numbers in the happy ending scene at the end of the story."

"This may be the fate of the heroines in most stories, but it is definitely not the fate that Isadella von Fresberg wants."

At this moment, the golden brilliance of the Holy Sword shone brightly from her beautiful eyes.

"Compared to the heroine who is guarded behind you by the hero and can only stay in a safe area for the rest of her life, staring at your back and silently praying to the night sky."

"I want to stand by your side and become someone who can walk side by side with you."

"Of course, since we are companions walking side by side and facing difficulties and obstacles, there will be blood, injuries, and even death..."

"However, since it was my own choice, no matter what the outcome is, I have no regrets."

She looked at Xia Ya like this: "So——"

"If you dare to take risks secretly by yourself again, you will end up in such a bruised and embarrassed state."

"Then, don't blame me for starting another fantasy zone for you."

"I'm not kidding."

Isadella's words were not very loud, but they were filled with unquestionable determination.

Those beautiful red eyes met Xia Ya's gaze directly.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the imperial queen's eyes never gave in.

This is the first time that Xia Ya has encountered such a difficult situation.

As long as he makes a decision, Alora will never question his decision, but will only execute it unconditionally.

Sylvia's character is destined to prevent her from speaking such fierce and decisive words.

But Isadella is not Aurora, nor is she Sylvia.

She was once the extremely proud, extremely dazzling, majestic and uncompromising King of Knights.

If he perfunctoryly talks about it, and then turns around and takes risks again in the reverberations of history, then Char has no doubt that the master of the holy sword will really abandon everything now, change history again, and create Bringing new dreams.

After a long time, Xia Ya nodded.

"I see."

He closed his eyes slightly.

really--

All along, my protectiveness towards them seemed a bit excessive, even to the point of being pathological.

He regards the girls around him as fragile little white flowers that will break when the wind blows, and always wants to solve all problems by himself.

But in fact, they are not delicate little white flowers.

Even on the contrary, apart from Char, they are also world-famous legends and thrones, and they are strong enough to make even mythical creatures fear.

Although he never said it clearly, Char knew in his heart that this was not just Isadella's obsession, but also a common idea among Aurora and Sylvia.

"So--"

Xia Ya paused and spoke calmly.

"The final act of the First Age."

"Let us fight side by side."

The moment I got Char's answer.

On Isadella's pretty face, a beautiful smile that Char had never seen before appeared.

The frost melts and the scenery is beautiful.

She nodded quietly: "Okay."

…

"So, who are the enemies you will face in the First Age?"

It was no longer the secret words in the study, but the pre-war meeting held in the living room of Char's mansion.

Of course, it was said to be a pre-war meeting, but in reality it was just a chat between Char, Sylvia, Aurora and Isadella.

But on the other hand, Char also secretly shared the whole process of this chat with Ogutina through the fourth soul covenant that he had completely unsealed.

At this moment, Augustina still has a considerable part of her power, which is remaining in the abyss of the First Age through the mystery of the "Hourglass of Time".

No matter what, the final act that completely ends the first era of causality will definitely not be without the participation of Ogutina.

"Since Xia Ya can wake up..."

"Then it means that the remnant soul of the old sun god that lives on the Lost Island has been completely wiped out by you."

"Um--"

Xia Ya nodded.

"It's true."

"But it's just as I guessed before."

"It would be too clownish if the Creator who once ruled the entire age of the gods could only huddle on an island in the endless sea, and even had to cover himself with night to avoid the sight of other mythical creatures."

"In these five hundred years of slumber, after defeating the remnant soul, I have also gained something."

There was a glimmer in Xia's eyes.

His fingers moved slightly.

The next moment, on his shoulder, Yui in the form of a metal fairy flapped her wings gently and flew up.

A stream of silver-white data that looks illusory and transparent, but can be sensed by spiritual power, is transmitted from Yui's wings.

Then, it was captured and analyzed by the mental power of everyone present.

Each data stream contains a massive amount of information about the secrets of the First Age that Char devoured from the remnant soul of the old Sun God.

"The remnant soul sleeping on the Lost Island is not the true form of the Creator of the Glory Era, but only a part of it?"

Sylvia stretched out her plain white fingers and played with a silver-white data stream between her fingers. Pale golden handwriting appeared in mid-air.

"Um."

Xia Ya nodded.

"Or to be more precise, that remnant soul is not even half a body."

"In the final analysis, they are just some residues that the Creator of the Glory Era wanted to discard."

"It was only when some accidents occurred during the process of cutting the residue that he became independent and was not annihilated. Instead, he relied on his backhand to sleep on the Lost Island."

Char tapped the table with her long fingers.

"The biggest proof of this... is that the creator of the glorious era is named after the sun god——"

"However, the authority related to the blazing sun has never been revealed on the remnant soul of the Lost Island..."

"And the true Creator also survived in the First Era."

"It's just that, perhaps in order to lie dormant, or perhaps in order to break and stand again, He hid himself even more thoroughly..."

"Most of the complex authority, divinity and personality have been abandoned, and only the core and purest parts have been retained."

"Such a Him, purely in terms of size and pure power, is even inferior to some mythical creatures that emerged after the cataclysm... That's why the real Creator needed to hide his identity in the first place. No trace of Ji has been revealed."

"But Him who destroyed his personality and gave up most of the redundant authority and divinity that would bring about madness and loss of control... also means that He has nearly unlimited potential."

Xia Ya spoke softly.

According to the speculation of the remnant soul——

In order to seek a breakthrough and get rid of the out-of-control and madness caused by the redundant divinity, the Creator's body may have given up more than 90% of the power and authority at its peak.

The core part that has been preserved may only be considered a demigod, not even a pseudo-god.

If compared according to the proportion, it is equivalent to directly weakening a legendary strong man into five rings.

This is a ruthless person.

Of course, if he wasn't ruthless, he wouldn't be able to become the Creator of the Glorious Era.

"And, according to my guess——"

"Maybe He didn't disappear in the First Age."

"But it has remained for much longer...even, until now."

There was a bit of caution in Xia Ya's words.

Between his fingers, invisible streams of information flowed slowly through.

In the information flow, the words specially marked by Xia flashed with a dazzling red light.

"The Creator of the Glory Era"

"The Age of Gods Blanking"

"audience"

"Golden Dawn"

"Golden King Rhine"

"The Eighth God of the Holy See of Dawn"

Words that seemed unrelated to each other at first were connected in series at this moment.

In the end, it converged into a vague long line.

It looks looming, vague and abnormal——

But it runs through the entire history from the First Age to the Fourth Age.

Creatures from mythology disappeared, and the age of gods faded away.

Then with the rise of mankind, magic and magic technology spread, and officially entered the civilized era.

At every node in the history of civilization in the Western Continent, one can vaguely detect the seemingly invisible hand hidden behind the scenes.

"You are really patient..."

"From the beginning of the first era until now, it has always been hidden behind the scenes and has never been shown in front of the stage."

"This kind of magnanimity and character...compared to the remnant soul of the Sun God on the Lost Island who started drooling as soon as he saw me and was so impatient, it is indeed more in line with the ruler of the Age of Gods, the Creator of the Glory Era. name."

Looking at the information surging in front of him, Xia Ya couldn't help but express silent emotion,

"However, since I agreed to Xiao Ai and the others, they will get married this year."

"I promised Su Lun that I would take her home within a year."

"So, it's time to end it."

Chara spoke softly, unheard.

"Whether it's the final battle of the gods in the First Epoch."

"Or, those so-called behind-the-scenes forces who think they can manipulate wars and interfere with the progress of civilization are still lurking behind the scenes of the Fourth Epoch."

"Since your era has long passed away and turned into a few inconspicuous lines of words and names in history textbooks."

"Then please stay in the history textbooks honestly."

"There is no place for gods in this world that belongs to humans now."

...

"Are you sure?"

Chara felt a hand quietly placed on his palm.

It was soft and boneless, but with a little warmth.

Chara looked up and saw that Aurora was looking at him calmly with her beautiful sky-blue eyes.

He smiled: "We will win."

"Oh no, that seems a bit unlucky..."

"Then, let's put it another way."

"If there is a 100% chance, the winning rate of those old guys will definitely not exceed 50%."

"It's time for the era of myths to end."