Emenas, Walled City College.
In the forest near the lake, along the hillside, there are scattered wooden buildings. Their style is elegant, and some are hidden under the windjammer trees, allowing the mottled shadows of the trees to shine on them.
In a classroom that is no longer in use, a few wooden chairs and tables are scattered around. Looking at the rounded corners and the dust remaining in the cracks, they must have been used for many years.
With a creak, the door of the classroom opened and a man in a hooded robe walked in. He held a book in one hand and pushed his glasses on his nose with the other hand, then found a seat with a good view and sat down casually.
After waiting for a while, another customer came. She was wearing a tight black wizard robe with a slit at the waist, revealing a lot of white skin and showing off her plump figure.
The two seemed to know each other. They nodded briefly and sat down on their own side. The mature woman took off her wizard hat, covered her face with it, and took a nap against the bench.
Then a few more people came in one after another, until the eighth person came in, glanced at the classroom, then closed the door and sat at the table.
"It's pretty good this time. It's a rare sight that everyone is here." He has short hair as golden as the sun.
"Is there something going on with Yarde? He called everyone together and specifically told us not to let anyone else know." The scholar who arrived first spoke.
"There are some things I need to discuss with you all." This sage in white robes has an indescribable leadership temperament, which makes people want to listen to his opinions.
"A few months ago, everyone should have heard the speech of the Star Witch." He was talking about Loran Hill's proposal at the Sages' Meeting.
"I know." Several people nodded, and then one of them spoke.
"But I care more about the witch's appearance and wisdom. Are all witches so beautiful and smart?" He inadvertently revealed his preferences.
"As for beauty, it's true. According to the records, witches seem to be quite beautiful. But as for wisdom, that's not necessarily the case." One of the witches spoke in a lazy tone, as if she had not woken up yet.
"Some witches are like children who never grow up, always willful and unreasonable."
"Haha, I've heard the older generation of sages complain about this before." Because it was not a formal meeting, everyone seemed very relaxed and casual.
After laughing, one of the sages spoke again, "However, witches do have the confidence to be willful. Only with such strength can they refuse to grow up and remain their willful selves."
"So, what's going on this time, Yarde?" After digressing for a while, the topic finally returned.
"Yes." Yarde nodded.
"I didn't know much about this witch in the past, so I went to Cransia to do a lot of research recently. I went to Wilga, the Sanctuary, and the Gufia Grassland." He talked about his whereabouts in the past few months.
"Have you made any discoveries or conclusions? You are always so serious and proactive." An old sage looked at Yarde. Although this junior was younger than him, she was far more prestigious than him and was even among the top few in the Sages' Council.
"The witch must not have lied. These are her true intentions." Yarde spoke again, and then took out a rolled-up piece of paper from his clothes. On it was a map of Clancy, and there were a lot of written records on the side.
"She does possess sincerity and wisdom, which are precious qualities. Although emotionally, perhaps because of her young age, she is not very mature, but compared to those cold old witches, I think everyone will prefer her." Although Yarde himself was not interested in so-called beauty and emotions, he knew the lethality of these things to others.
"Well, it's hard to argue with that. But after all these years of knowing each other, you should know that we won't agree with or follow her ideas just for that reason."
"You are no longer that impulsive teenager, haha." The old sage stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"I understand, but what about this report?" Yarde took out another piece of paper, which contained neat and detailed notes describing what he saw and heard, and a memory gem was attached next to it.
"This is the observation report of the 'Void Lightning Shuttler,' Xiuluotel. This sage is a unique being. With the help of the sacred artifact 'Night Harbor Melia,' he broke through the constraints of the world and traveled to the outside world. After nearly 50 years of traveling through the stars, he just returned to the world of Ivar earlier this year."
"The power of 'Night Harbor Melia' can protect his ghostly body, allowing him to maintain his identity even when traveling through the warp for a long time. And with this speed that transcends everything, he can finally witness the scenes in the galaxy."
"Although this is just a small attempt, after the passing of the Space-Time Witch, this is the farthest we can explore."
"And some of the content in his observations and reports coincides with that of the witch." The sage looked at the crowd who were gradually becoming serious, paused for a moment, and then held up the piece of paper for everyone to see.
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In June of the 37th year, I changed direction again and sailed towards a huge, deep red sun.
February of the 39th year, it is hard to describe in words, I can only say that I saw the most terrifying scene in the world.
Those chaotic shadows were like dense swarms of soldier ants, sweeping across the empty void and moving in one direction. Their silent wails made me feel distorted and terrified even from a distance.
Even in the empty starry sky and the sea of nothingness, the number of these chaotic phantoms was still astonishing, large enough to submerge several Ivar worlds. If all this was true, then the prediction of the Time and Space Witch Dorothy hundreds of years ago was true.
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