"Hey? Do you want me to go back?"

Even through the screen, Fang Zheng could see the reluctance on Sajo Aika's face.

"Don't you want to come back?"

"Of course not, Father...why do I have to go back?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Shatiao Aigo immediately complained.

"I've had enough of that crappy place. It's obviously more fun here! It's so boring over there. I have no interest in it at all."

"Well, it's not that I don't understand your idea..."

Looking at Ai Ge who was acting like a spoiled child in front of him, Fang Zheng was a little speechless. He certainly understood why Ai Ge didn't want to come back. In the game world, Ai Ge was now considered successful. And compared to the Type-Moon world where she could easily succeed no matter what she did, this kind of "achievement after hard work" made Ai Ge even more addicted. In fact, she was already planning to make a sequel to Dark Souls. This time Fang Zheng decided to let Ai Ge make the decision herself. After all, he wanted to make Dark Souls before just because he didn't want to suffer alone. Now that his goal had been achieved, he naturally retired with satisfaction.

Ai Ge was just gearing up to take another step forward, but unexpectedly Fang Zheng wanted to return to the Type-Moon World on his own...

To Ai Ge, that world really did not have any secrets at all. She was fed up with it, not to mention that the technology in the game world and the Type-Moon world was almost fifty years behind each other. Compared to the game world that specialized in entertainment, the Type-Moon world seemed like a rough and backward countryside to Ai Ge. She didn't really want to go back there for the rest of her life.

"But your parents and sister must be worried about you, why don't you come back and say hello to them?"

“That’s not necessary.”

Aige refused outright. It seemed that she had absolutely no feelings for her father and sister, and perhaps that was indeed the case.

"Well, how about this? You can sort out all the magic information of the existing magic families in this world and send it to me. I will find someone here to do it. Is that okay?"

"Of course. Then I'll leave it to you, father."

Hearing this, Aige finally showed a happy smile.

"Well, I'm going to go out and play with Qingye and the others in a while. After that, I will send all the information to father."

After saying this, Aige closed the communication, and Fang Zheng shrugged helplessly. Then the light turned, and the next moment he turned into a red ponytail form again.

"Haha... Ai Ge is really enjoying herself so much that she doesn't want to leave..."

Fang Zheng sighed and shrugged helplessly. But it was okay this way. At least in that world, Ai Ge could finally live like an ordinary person. The Type-Moon world... was indeed twisted enough. It was understandable that she didn't want to come back.

"Xiao Hong, it's time for breakfast."

At this moment, the sound of flowers came from outside the door. Fang Zheng wiped his face and then pushed open the door.

"I am here."

When Fang Zheng and Xianhua arrived at the restaurant, almost all the guests who had arrived yesterday were already there, except for the old man in the wheelchair. Not only that, there was one more person at the table...

"Who is that golden drill?"

Fang Zheng took a quick glance and unexpectedly discovered that on the other side, there was a girl whom he had never seen before. She was wearing a blue dress and had golden curly hair combed into a diamond shape and hanging on her side. She looked quite arrogant.

"Luviazelita Edelfeldt."

At this time, El-Melloi II next to him answered Fang Zheng's question.

"She was also one of the invitees. It seems that she arrived in the evening yesterday due to some unexpected events."

"oh……"

Fang Zheng nodded, then looked at the breakfast in front of him again. It was a very standard Japanese breakfast, apparently because he and Heitong Hana were from Japan. Of course, this was also good. If they dared to serve fish and chips, Fang Zheng would have flipped the table on the spot.

But then again…

"Why do you wear a hood in your room?"

Fang Zheng looked curiously at Gray who was sitting next to him. This girl covered her face even when she was eating, which looked really weird.

“Hmm…”

Gray seemed unsure of how to respond to Fang Zheng's question, and El-Melloi II spoke coldly.

"Because I don't want to see that face."

“Huh? You’re so willful. This face is quite pretty… Ahaha…”

Having said that, Fang Zheng seemed to suddenly understand something and looked at El-Melloi II again.

"You're not suffering from a trauma about Saber's face, are you? It's been ten years and you still haven't gotten over it? You're still as fragile as ever."

“Hmm…”

This time it was El-Melloi II's turn to be struck as if he had been punched, and he was speechless.

"Master, Master..."

Gray looked at Fang Zheng awkwardly, then at her teacher. She was obviously very interested in what Fang Zheng said and wanted to ask something, but she also knew that this was not a good occasion, so she didn't know what to say.

"Can I tell you something?"

However, at this moment, the golden drill Luvia suddenly spoke, and the other magicians immediately turned their eyes to Luvia.

But Luvia didn't care at all and continued talking.

"Just last night, thanks to the guidance of Lord El-Melloi II, I got some inspiration about our angel's name. According to him, it is based on SHEMAMPORAE."

“…”

For a moment, the originally harmonious atmosphere at the table suddenly became a little tense, and Gray seemed a little confused and asked.

"Excuse me, what is SHEMAMPORAE?"

In response to her question, the bearded Middle Eastern man sitting opposite her answered readily.

"That's a collection of names. In other words, it's the seventy-two angels..."

The magicians here started to discuss, but Fang Zheng still turned a deaf ear and just ate his breakfast. She really had no interest in these boring things, but Heitong Xianhua was quite interested in them and listened to the discussion between the magicians with curiosity. After all, many things were heard for the first time for her and were quite new knowledge.

However, at this moment, the monk suddenly spoke.

"In that case, why don't you just make the angels' names public? Wouldn't it be easier to make progress if the information is made public? Anyway, the angels' names are just written on the door panels of the rooms, so there's no point in hiding them."

Following these words, the originally heated discussion atmosphere came to an abrupt end and even became a little tense.

But at this moment, Heine stood up.

"——I'm sorry, please allow me to leave now."

"Ah, brother."

Seeing her brother stand up, Rosalind hurriedly followed. At the same time, the Middle Eastern Bearded Man and the Golden Drill also finished their meals.

"Well, that's it."

"I also think it's best to stop the discussion here."

This is also normal. After all, this is related to the competition for inheritance. There can only be one winner. At this stage, naturally no one would be stupid enough to disclose their information to the opponent - let alone a magician.

"Oh, that's right."

Just when everyone was about to leave the restaurant, Fang Zheng put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and stood up.

"I have something to say."

Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, all the magicians present stopped and turned to look at her, while Fang Zheng shook her twin ponytails.

"This is what I am saying on behalf of the Thousand World Tree. I think everyone who came here to look for Wen's legacy should have their own ideas and plans. In that case, I have a suggestion."

"proposal?"

"That's right. If you have any problems that need to be solved, why not discuss it with us, Qianjieshu? If anyone has this idea, you can come to our room to find us at any time. Ah, our room is in Gabriel, at the end of the second floor. If you have this idea, you are welcome at any time."

Hearing the words of the red ponytail girl in front of them, the magicians all showed slightly surprised expressions, and then Heine frowned slightly.

"So what are the conditions? Is it that Ashburn's inheritance will be handed over to you?"

"No, we are not interested in the inheritance. Of course, it would be great if we could get it, and we could sell it for a lot of money, but it doesn't matter if we don't have it. We were not interested in the things left by that Wen anyway, and they are definitely not as good as our Thousand World Tree."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Luvia frowned and stared at Fang Zheng.

"You mean, you don't care at all about Ashberwin's skills in repairing magic seals?"

"Of course, as for repairing magic seals, I can definitely do a better job than that guy Wen. If you don't believe me, you can come and give it a try. As long as the conditions are right, our Thousand World Tree can help you fulfill any wish... Of course, it needs to be within the scope of ethics and morality."

Finally, Fang Zheng added something that surprised the magicians.

"I see."

Heine pondered for a moment, then smiled and nodded to Fang Zheng.

"Then please allow me to think about it. Goodbye."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant with his sister. The Middle Eastern bearded man also walked out, while El-Melloi II frowned, wondering what he was thinking. On the contrary, the golden drill-headed Luvia looked at Fang Zheng again with confusion.

"If you have no interest in Ashberwin's legacy, why are you here?"

“It’s always good to bring people out to see the world.”

Fang Zheng smiled and reached out his hand, patting the flowers around him.

"And it's fun to watch a good show."