Pitch-black cracks crisscrossed across the illusory sea of stars.
If there is no affinity in the compatibility of the laws of space, then every spatial crack will be enough to severely damage a powerful person of legendary rank.
However, that brilliant golden figure just moved through the dark thunder.
Thousands of thunders that swallowed up the light exploded beside her, but left no trace.
Finally, the golden elf arrived at the door outside the palace.
Squeak.
The bronze door slowly opened.
Tap-tuk——
Hathaway walked into the empty palace step by step in her high heels.
...
...
The palace was not as dark and desolate as the golden elf had imagined. Quite the opposite - the entire palace was brightly lit and full of vitality.
Hathaway looked up and saw a bright star emitting soft light above the high palace dome.
The golden elf stretched out her hand slightly, and the soft morning light sprinkled down from the high-hanging stars, shining on the palm of her hand with a faint warmth.
Compared to the sun in Hathaway's memory, the star was much smaller, but she could clearly feel that the light falling on her palm was composed of the same principle as the sunlight.
"Did you create a new sun in your own world?"
The golden elf looked at the morning star above the dome.
Feel the furnace core that is as bright as day, which is a combination of magic technology and alchemical arrays.
A hint of smile appeared on her pretty face, which was originally as cold as frost.
"It seems that these ten years have not been completely wasted."
She walked like this and turned a corner.
What comes into view is a world of light. In the brilliant sunshine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance appear sacred and majestic.
The sound of gurgling water came to my ears. Not far away was a lake and grassland, further away was a forest, and next to the lake sat a simple yet elegant lakeside manor.
The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Hathaway turned her head and saw the pure white sea of flowers beside the lake swaying in the wind.
With the golden elf's knowledge that encompassed the entire Black Tower Library, she easily recognized the species of the pure white flower in front of her.
Frostwhisper flower, a flower that only exists near Ceylon in the north.
There was a small wooden sign standing next to the flower field, with a line of words engraved on it in light gold handwriting.
"Aurora and Char's Frostwhispering fields."
The golden elf stared at the wooden sign in the flower field for a long time, then chuckled.
She walked along an inconspicuous path through the peaceful grassland. Came to the manor villa beside the lake.
The golden elf pushed the door open and walked in. The fireplace in the spacious living room was not lit, but fruit wood for making fire was neatly placed around it, emitting a fragrance.
"Teacher, you came faster than I expected."
The clear voice echoed in the living room.
The black-haired and black-eyed boy sat opposite the long table and stood up to greet his teacher.
Hathaway lowered her golden eyes and carefully looked at the young man in front of her, who was also her only disciple.
His hair had grown slightly longer, and the lines of his face had softened, but other than that, Char's appearance had not changed much, and he still looked like the handsome boy in her memory.
However, in the golden elf's spiritual perception, the temperament of the person in front of him has changed greatly.
He is no longer as sharp, energetic and high-spirited as he was when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
Especially those eyes. In those ink-black eyes, the sharpness as a knife disappeared, and was replaced by an unclear depth.
It reminds me of the silent night sky.
Char stood up and took down two ceramic tea sets from the cupboard beside him.
"Teacher, what kind of tea do you want to drink? The entire process of these tea leaves, from planting to picking, to drying and drying, was completed by Xiao Ai and I."
The golden elf looked at the cans of tea. They were things that had never existed on the Western Continent, so even with her knowledge she couldn't tell the good from the bad.
So she nodded gently: "Whatever."
"Teacher, do you know that the so-called casualness is actually the most difficult thing to deal with?"
Char sighed in annoyance and selected a can of black tea from the cupboard.
Then, using the standard phoenix three-nod method, he brewed a cup of tea for himself and the golden elf in front of him.
Hathaway picked up the hot teacup and took a sip: "I thought you would be like an ascetic, meditating in a dark palace."
“I didn’t expect—”
She looked out the window at the green mountains and clear waters, and her home seemed like a paradise.
What ten years of asceticism? This is just a vacation.
"How should I put it?"
Xia also took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "If I were alone, I might really be as lonely and desolate as you said, and waste the next ten years in this palace outside of history."
"Fortunately - Xiao Ai is with me."
There was a slight pause in his words.
"It wasn't like this at first. It was just a dull metal palace."
"She used the power of the Holy Lance's 'Anchor of the Mist that Anchors the World' to cut off the scattered fragments of the world in the surrounding void, and then integrated those fragments into the remaining fantasy belt, expanding the tiny space in the original palace. ”
"Then, we spent ten years, little by little, transforming the original metal palace into the small world it is today."
Char put down the teacup in his hand and glanced softly around the room.
"This manor is also a replica of the house we have in the Black Lily District. Xiao Ai is nostalgic, so even the furniture and room layout are a one-to-one replica of the old house."
As early as the moment he entered the room, the golden elf was also looking around the house.
This single-family villa is full of the breath of life, with cups, chopsticks, knives, forks and plates placed side by side.
A photo of a black-haired boy and a blonde girl on the bookshelf.
There were also furry pillows on the sofa with labels that read "Char and Airola's teddy bear" in beautiful handwriting.
"Where's your little girlfriend?"
While speaking, the golden elf's eyes were fixed on Char.
"Xiao Ai is in seclusion." Xia Ya pointed upwards in the room.
"The revival of the Holy Lance has reached the final step. Once this final step is taken, the lance will reach the same status as the Holy Sword and become the true 'Tower at the End of the World, the Storm Lance that Anchors the World'. ”
The golden elf naturally understood the meaning behind Xia's words.
The power of the fully revived Holy Sword of the Stars is enough to allow Isadella to transcend the boundary between legend and throne and truly reach the highest throne of God.
The Holy Lance of the same status can naturally do similar things.
If one can become the master of the Holy Spear after the thirteen restraints are completely released, then even if the contractor is not yet at the throne, he has at least reached the end of the legendary road and is only one step away from the throne.
"I never thought that there would be a day when I would make a mistake." Hathaway couldn't help but recall the moment when she first met Char.
The little girl who followed behind Char and timidly pulled at the corner of Char's clothes.
The golden elf's vision and knowledge are far beyond what the Sixth Ring of the White Tower who had taken a fancy to Airola at the station had previously been able to compare to.
In Hathaway's eyes, if Char's talent is like an unpolished jade, even without her guidance, he will surely shine in the future.
Then Aurora's talent can only be described as ordinary.
It may take decades or even nearly a hundred years to have the opportunity to become a legend.
Possessing the potential to become a legend, he is certainly a unique existence in the eyes of the world and is worthy of any major force spending a lot of money to cultivate him.
But for Hathaway, in her long life, she has already witnessed the birth and aging of countless legends. It is difficult for her to even remember the names of ordinary legendary masters.
However, the little girl named Airola broke her expectations for the first time.
With a talent that is not outstanding, he has accomplished something that even golden races like pure-blooded dragons and high elves could hardly achieve.
This is not something that can be simply explained by the reason of "I was lucky and happened to have a contract with the Holy Spear". The Holy Spear has been obtained many times in history, but no one has ever reached the level of Airola now.
In other words, being qualified to obtain the recognition of the Holy Spear and to have it completely unsealed can in itself be described as a great achievement and a miracle.
"The reason why that little girl exceeded my expectations..."
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Hathaway smiled and shook her head.
This question is so simple that the answer can be obtained without even thinking about it.
From the first time Hathaway saw Aurora under the Black Tower, she knew that this blonde girl's eyes could only accommodate one person.
Her life existed for him.
"Even if I just follow your footsteps, I have already accomplished a unique miracle..."
"And you yourself?"
From the moment Char was accepted as his last disciple and began to systematically study arcane arts and beast taming knowledge for the first time, to the moment he defeated the half-crippled Vermillion Moon in Esgania, less than ten years had passed.
And now, another ten years have passed.
The golden elf's gaze became deep and stayed on Xia's face for a long time.
"I was a little worried that you had neglected your studies in the past ten years..."
"But now it seems that as a teacher, I was a little too worried."
She placed the empty teacup on the wooden table and smiled faintly.
"I think you are now qualified to be the last of the Eight-Page Mage of the Black Tower."
The white fingers pointed out slightly.
Thousands of streams of information turned into an illusory river, moving lightly along with the slender finger.
"It makes me sad that the teacher commented on me like this."
Xia also smiled: "As far as I know, the entry threshold of the Black Tower's eighth page is just legendary. I was already at the title level before I entered the Fantasy Zone ten years ago..."
"Teacher, do you think that I have spent ten years and have only just touched the threshold of the legendary level when you say this?"
"Of course not."
The golden elf shook his head slightly.
"I'm not talking about the Eight-Page Mage in the Black Tower of the Fourth Epoch."
"Instead, it was from the original eight pages when the Black Tower was first created."
Hathaway played with the information stream in her hand for a while before throwing it away.
"Take a look. This is the intelligence compiled by the organization under Augustina."
"I verified it with the secret fire of the Goddess of Magic, and it's still complete."
Char also waved his hand gently and took the information stream thrown to him by his master.
His mental power moved slightly, reading the contents contained in the information flow.
These are all the events that have occurred in the Western Continent over the past three months.
It can only be said that the Shadow Council is worthy of being the leader in the entire gray world of the Western Continent. The intelligence it collects is not inferior to that of the Imperial Military's Secret Service, and it even provides a lot of additional content.
For example, Isadela's open declaration in parliament that she was the future queen's husband.
For example, many actions of the cults in the Lost Realm, even the meetings organized by the top leaders of various large cults, and the intelligence leaked from the abyss are all involved.
And all the information and intelligence——
All pointing to that one thing.
Inside the Fresta Empire, the old king was about to abdicate and the new king was about to ascend the throne.
"How about I help you notify your two lovers in the White Tower and the Empire?"
"Although my true form cannot manifest in the material world, I can still do it by simply using the astral premonition."
The golden elf looked at Char in front of him, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his cold words.
"No need for now. Xiao Ai is about to break through. I have to stay here to watch over her."
Char shook his head, put away the tea set on the wooden table, and then carried it to the sink.
"It is not easy to remove the last restraint of the Holy Lance, but if converted into real time, it will definitely be completed before the great changes in the empire occur."
"Of course, I won't do nothing during this period."
Char's voice was faint.
During these ten years, in addition to living a peaceful life with Xiao Ai in the Fantasy Belt, he also achieved several breakthroughs.
Likewise, Char had a deep control over the world that belonged to the "Golden Dawn".
Now, he can be said to be the true master of that black fog world.
The Golden Dawn's regularly scheduled gatherings were approaching.
The golden elf nodded.
She stood up and walked out. With every step she took, the pale golden figure became more illusory.
When she was about to disappear from the ashes of this fantasy belt and completely return to the star realm, she suddenly looked back slightly.
The spiritual power unique to the Black Tower "Eternal Page" swept across, scanning this beautiful world that was like the Garden of Eden.
From the soil, to the lake, to the spacious and classical manor, even all the secondary planes that were integrated into the palace as fragments of the world were examined one by one by her.
Hathaway breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there were no discarded pacifiers, baby clothes or other daily necessities.
But, then.
She saw a secondary plane that was obviously used to store discarded items...
There were thousands of "secret safe pills" neatly arranged, all of which were empty inside.
The golden elf stumbled and returned to the star realm from the ashes of the fantasy belt.
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