Deep in the astral realm.
Guderian Borgia kept coughing up blood mixed with broken pieces of internal organs.
The seven soul bonds and the internal organs were shattered at the same time. Even for a legendary beastmaster, this was a serious injury that was enough to take his life.
Now Borgia is just barely holding on thanks to his powerful vitality as a plant-type beastmaster.
However, even though his body had suffered such severe injuries, Guderian did not dare to stop to recuperate his injuries, but continued to flee in the star realm desperately.
Isadella, and the strange throne-level beastmaster had never chased after them from the astral realm.
This originally made Guderian feel a little relieved.
But then, he was shocked to find that in this star realm, there was actually a legendary undead creature lurking.
It was not a human beastmaster, but a legendary bone demon...
...
...
Moreover, it was only one step away from the boundary of the throne, much closer than Guderian himself in his prime.
What surprised him the most was that Guderian actually sensed the breath of Soul Covenant from the bone monster.
Yes, a legendary bone demon that was only one step away from entering the realm of the throne and was already worthy of the title of "King of the Undead" was actually a pet with which a certain beastmaster had signed a soul contract.
Then, what rank would the beastmaster who descended from this legendary bone demon be?
"Damn it, where on earth did all these strange legends come from in the Western Continent?"
Guderian's face was hideous and distorted, no longer having the calm and indifferent demeanor of a gardener.
He couldn't help but be ferocious—
After the end of the Land of Disaster, legends have become the supreme existence in the Western Continent. The number of active legends can be counted on two hands, and each of them is powerful enough to suppress the destiny of an entire country.
The throne level has become an illusory legend, and one may not be seen in a hundred years.
In this context, as a senior legend who once challenged the boundaries of the throne, Guderian has every reason to be proud of himself. In the entire Fresta Empire, there are only a few people who are qualified to play against him.
His original plan was also perfect. As long as the engagement party was successful, Isadella and the royal family's reputation would plummet to the bottom.
Coupled with his promotion to the legendary Rose Emperor, once he succeeds, the situation in the Foresta Empire will completely turn to the side of the old nobles.
However, this good situation completely collapsed after this night.
Not to mention that the original plan was disrupted, two legends were inexplicably implicated, one of whom had already set foot on the throne.
If he had not been the head of the Borgia family, and had not accumulated countless life-saving treasures and relics on his body, which he had smashed out at all costs when he encountered the legendary bone demon before, Guderian would probably have turned into a cold corpse by now.
His eyes turned cold and he began to think about his next plan.
He definitely couldn't go back to the empire. God knew how long those two strange legends would chase him. In his current state, he would be in trouble if he met anyone of the same level.
In this case, the only thing they could do was head to the Lost Realms. Although Guderian had some previous interactions with the wanted criminals and cults in the Lost Realms, and had even exchanged some interests with them... it was precisely because of this that he realized how difficult those lunatics were.
God knows whether this group of people will take advantage of others' misfortune.
But no matter what, this has become Guderian's only way out at the moment.
It only took one night for him to go from being the high and mighty head of the Scarlet Rose Family to being a down-and-out fugitive.
And all this was because of the boy who was just a chess piece in his eyes before.
"Shaya Eggot."
A resentful voice rang out from his throat: "When I recover and find you, I will cut you into pieces..."
Guderian paused.
Because the next moment, he clearly saw that the endless and illusory sea of stars in front of him suddenly became dim.
Instead, there was a silent and dark night.
She was a woman wearing a dark classical long dress. Her clothes were layered but not complicated, and dotted with stars, like the sky at midnight.
Looking at the woman with a slender and lazy figure, whose face was hidden by a hazy black veil and whose true appearance could not be seen clearly, Guderian's pupils shrank little by little.
This time it was not a strange legend that he had never heard of before. Guderian recognized the woman in front of him.
In other words, as long as they are legends in the Western Continent, there is no one who doesn’t know each other—
The leader of the Shadow Council, the "Queen of the Night".
"Augutina."
Guderian spoke in a low voice: "Did you foresee the legendary battle that was going to happen here, so you came here to collect intelligence?"
His words calmed down a bit: "I admit that the intelligence capabilities of your Shadow Council are indeed far beyond our reach."
"So, I need to buy some intelligence."
A hint of coldness flashed across Guderian's eyes.
"I need the exact information about the female throne-level beastmaster mentioned earlier, as well as the information about the legendary bone demon who attacked me in the astral realm, and the mastermind behind it."
"In addition, I also need Xia Egut's real-time location coordinates and the information of all the people close to him."
However, the next moment.
The only response to Guderian's question was a lazy and hoarse female voice.
"I'm sorry, Master Borgia, you've been blocked from this shop."
"Blacklist?" Guderian repeated this somewhat confusing word.
It took him a long time to react to Augustina's tone and frowned slightly: "Are you worried that I don't have the money to pay for the secret information at the level of "Death Angel"? ”
"Although I can't return to the empire in the short term, as the head of the family, I still have enough money, relics and jewelry to carry with me."
"Not for such superficial reasons."
Augustina paused for a moment and said, "If you must give a reason, it's probably because you provoked our VIP guest."
Listening to Augustina's casual and perfunctory words, Guderian's heart sank a little bit.
Although he still didn't understand the term "VIP", with his legendary mental strength and analytical ability, how could he not hear the connotation of Augustina's perfunctory words?
But how is this possible?
The "absolute neutrality" maintained by the Shadow Council is the iron law of the world of extraordinary people in the Western Continent.
This organization has never had any taboos, and doesn't care about the moral opinions of the secular world.
As long as the price is high enough, even information like "what color t-shirt a certain cardinal of the Church wore today" can be sold without any scruples, and the information is absolutely authentic.
As if seeing through Guderian's thoughts, the woman, who seemed to be shrouded in a veil of darkness, stretched out a slender white finger.
"The Shadow Council has never been a neutral organization."
"You think I am absolutely neutral, but that's just because I don't care."
The hoarse female voice echoed in the illusory night sky of the star world.
"but--"
“Today, I am very unhappy.”
Amid the sudden and huge fear, as soon as the hoarse female voice sounded, Guderian quickly activated a holy relic.
As the head of the Borgia family, Guderian actually values his life more than anyone else. He carries a large number of extremely rare holy relics, many of which can even be effective in legendary battles.
But, it's no use.
Guderian watched helplessly as the activated holy relic in his hand suddenly dimmed and then disappeared.
Next came his right hand, which disappeared centimeter by centimeter, quickly spreading upwards of his body, becoming difficult to contain.
Guderian's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise: "You also..."
The Borgia family head stopped talking abruptly.
The next moment, his shape, flesh, and even his outline were quietly erased by an eraser as if it were a sketch.
Then, the creature once named Guderian Borgia disappeared into the night without leaving any trace.
In the center of the night, the woman covered in black veil simply withdrew her white finger indifferently, without even looking in the direction where Guderian was erased.
It was as if the person who had just been wiped out by the night was not a legendary beastmaster who had challenged the throne, but just an insignificant ant.
Those beautiful eyes as dark as the night peeked through the hazy and dreamy veil, looking towards a certain direction beyond the starry sky.
After a long time, Augustina finally let out a long sigh.
The voice had the clearness that only belongs to a girl, yet was also a bit hoarse, as if it had spanned a long, long time. "How lucky."
"The little girl who ran away..."
…
Prime Material Plane, Imperial Capital Camelot, Hall of Oaths.
Naturally, Char had no way of knowing what was happening deep in the star realm. Or, even if he knew, he didn't have the heart to care at the moment.
The entire hall was silent.
All that was left was the girl with silver hair and silver eyes in the dusk glow.
And the words “Char, long time no see” that echoed deep in Char’s heart, which no one could hear except Char.
Xia had to admit that he felt a little numb.
Although the whole dinner process had its ups and downs, overall, it was still within his vision and plan.
Only the final ending was completely beyond Char's expectations.
Although after coming out of the remnants of the history of the Principality of Cang Ting, Char also verified his guess by collecting some information - that should not be a reflection of the past, but real history.
And the legendary girl in ancient books who built the White Tower and was named the Blue Silver Witch should be the girl he met in the remnants of history.
But--
After all, in the real world, the Lord of the White Tower has been missing for five hundred years and there has been no news of him.
Therefore, even Char had never expected that the Blue Silver Witch, who was supposed to have disappeared in history, would actually appear before him like this.
Moreover, she was far more powerful than Char had imagined. Guderian was an old-time legend, but he was severely injured by just two words.
Of course, these are not the main points.
The point is, according to her experience in the remnants of history, Sylvia now should still remember the experience of me stabbing her in the back.
However, facing Char whose body was somewhat stiff, Silvia did not give Char any chance to breathe.
"Don't pretend to have amnesia or pretend you don't know me."
"I have secretly investigated all of Brother Xia's public information in the imperial capital, including the dinner scene, where I witnessed the entire thing."
"Silver, Shining... and the guardian beast race that clearly no longer exists in this world, the unique to the Brunstadt family - the Silver Spirit."
"If they simply have the same appearance and name, it could be a coincidence, or explained by reincarnation or something like that, but when even the pets are exactly the same, there's no room for excuses."
"And I know your character, Brother Xia. You are not the kind of person who would play dumb and say it was a coincidence even though you have noticed many signs, and deceive yourself with far-fetched logic that even you can't convince yourself of."
Only Char could hear the pleasant sounds like wind chimes, which rang in his ears one after another.
The indifference that was originally shrouded in haze disappeared from Sylvia's beautiful silver eyes.
She walked towards Xia step by step, her blue eyes becoming brighter and clearer.
But Sylvia suddenly stopped because Aurora stood in front of Char and looked at Sylvia with some doubt.
Airola did not hear the communication between Sylvia and Char, and Char had never mentioned anything about the remnants of history to her, so naturally she had no idea of the relationship between Char and Sylvia.
However, what can be confirmed is that the silver-haired and silver-eyed girl in front of him is not Char's enemy. Arora did not detect any murderous intent from Sylvia. If Sylvia really had hostility, she would not have killed the legendary Rose Queen before.
But Airola still stood in front of Char, because with the tacit understanding between her and Char, she clearly sensed some embarrassment and evasion from Char at this moment.
The last time this happened was when Char was secretly making a magic communication call to the Theocracy at night and was discovered by Airola.
"It's okay, Xiao Ai."
"I have thought it through. Since this is the path I have chosen, I have to finish it myself."
Char sighed and pulled the blonde girl in front of him behind him.
"Sylvia, please listen to my explanation. I had my reasons for doing that..."
However, after hearing what Char said, the silver-haired witch just nodded obediently.
Those words, like wind chimes, once again rang in Char's mind.
"Of course I understand that Brother Xia has his own reasons, and it's actually for my own good."
"Brother Char came to this world from the remnants of history, and he couldn't accompany me to the end... If I didn't do that, I wouldn't be able to leave the Cang Ting capital that night, and I wouldn't be able to survive in the chaotic world of the Disaster Land Period with the personality of an innocent girl..."
"I may not have thought these things through clearly at the time, but now looking back, I can guess the general outline of many past events."
Sylvia stood two or three meters in front of Char, looking straight into his eyes.
"But I still can't forget that night."
"I can't forget that dusk in the morning hills and the night orchid sea."
"I closed my eyes with joy, but what greeted me was the sharp blade that pierced my chest... That pain was my nightmare day and night after that, and it was also the driving force that made me stronger. Even after five hundred years, I have never forgotten it."
"I have searched everywhere, in every corner of the Western Continent, but I still cannot find you. Until today, you have become a demon and an obsession in my heart."
"So, Brother Xia, I want to make it up to you..."
Char smiled bitterly.
To be fair, although my original intention was for Sylvia's good, I did deceive the heart of an innocent girl.
The sharp blade piercing my chest, countless midnight dreams, tossing and turning nightmares...
How can five hundred years of obsession be explained away by a simple misunderstanding or "it's for your own good"?
"What compensation?"
The silver-haired witch tilted her head and thought for a moment, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.
"Then, Brother Xia, could you please close your eyes first?"
There was a hint of playfulness in Sylvia's voice: "I have something important to tell you."
"For example...admiration is the emotion furthest from understanding."
What a famous scene reenacted, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth...
I didn’t realize you were so dark and vengeful when I was a kid.
Char couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he still closed his eyes obediently.
There is no way, the situation is stronger than people now.
The young girl who followed behind him and called him Brother Xia in a playful manner is gone... and in her place is the legendary beastmaster who dominates the world, the peerless Blue Silver Witch.
The knife that he stabbed out that year eventually boomeranged back onto his body.
But it didn't matter what. If it could help a legendary beastmaster resolve his obsession and inner demons, then it would be worth it... And no matter what, Sylvia's help also saved him a life-saving item worth fifteen pieces of Sand of Time.
Taking a knife in exchange for fifteen pieces of time sand is not a loss at all.
But then.
He felt a slender body approaching him.
The warm breath fell on Xia's neck, making him feel warm, moist, and a little itchy.
He felt a slight touch on the palm of his hand; it was Sylvia writing on his palm with her fingers.
"Char, I lied to you."
"That knife was indeed my obsession... but from the beginning, during these five hundred years, I have had a greater obsession in my heart."
“That’s——”
"I really miss you..."
"I think of you all the time"
Sylvia took a step forward.
Then she stood on tiptoes and looked up at the black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of her.
The next moment.
The cold and soft touch slowly spread between Char's lips.
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