In the black tower, deathly silence returned.
Only Hathaway was left, with her long golden hair loose, standing alone in this lonely tower.
Time seemed to be frozen in eternity, with only a small hourglass not far from her remaining, in which tiny grains of sand were constantly flowing.
There was deathly silence in the golden elf's eyes.
After a long time, a faint light appeared in it.
"You are so willful, Mr. Char..."
The golden elf's voice remained cold and clear.
But it lacks some of the immaturity of a girl, and has more hoarseness and loneliness.
"I just thought of everything and arranged everything on my own."
...
...
"You are always like this. Should I call it arrogance or male chauvinism..."
"He acted as if he had it all figured out, and took care of everything on his own, leaving all the risks and pressures to himself, while leaving me a shortcut without any pressure or danger."
She opened her mouth slightly, feeling the unspeakable grief spreading bit by bit in her spiritual world, like rippling water waves.
"You think you can calculate everything, everything, and everything. You think that everything will develop as you imagine."
"But I never thought about myself."
"Have you ever thought about...if you really slept forever in the abyss, how would I cope with it——"
"How can I possibly live a healthy and happy life as you planned and wished?"
“You never thought that there might be someone who is worried about you behind you.”
"and……"
The golden elf's dry mouth twitched.
"I'm not the vase princess you planned, who would just stay quietly in the dragon's room like a trophy and only show up in the ending and cutscenes when the hero defeats the dragon."
"Of course, maybe in your eyes before, I was indeed such a vase."
"Ignorant and naive, even ridiculously stupid, clearly in danger but unaware... Apart from being good-looking and the emotional value provided by calling you Teacher Char, there is nothing else to recommend it."
"But—it's not like that."
"I don't want to be a vase like that."
"I will not continue to be this clumsy and fumbling, and I definitely don't want to continue to be this clumsy."
"One day, I will no longer be a burden or an encumbrance to you..."
"Instead, I can stand beside you with dignity and proudly say that I am your disciple, the proudest disciple."
There was a slight pause in her words.
Then, she stretched out her white fingers.
The light golden magic gathered at Hathaway's fingertips.
In the air, the ancient elven language was clearly outlined.
"The abyss you mentioned..."
“Or is it the so-called ‘back side of the world’? ”
A tiny arc suddenly appeared at the corner of the golden elf's mouth.
"If that's the case, then Mr. Char."
"Don't blame me for ruining your plan."
Her eyes moved slightly.
Then, it locked onto the outside of this illusory tower and the turbulent sea below.
The sky is bright.
The sea under the sun was a magnificent sight that Hathaway had never seen before.
However, at this moment, Hathaway's mind did not linger on it for even a moment.
Instead, he put all his mind and energy into——
The blue sea, and somewhere above the sea.
An endlessly deep and dark place was slowly rotating, constantly driving tens of millions of tons of sea water toward the turbulent black hole.
That is where the lost island once was.
But at this moment, it turned into a huge whirlpool above the endless sea.
The huge whirlpool swallowed up the light, it was unfathomable, and it was difficult to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the bottom of the whirlpool.
However, Hathaway knew in her heart that
The Lost Island, the Elf King's Court, and Char are at the end of the whirlpool.
On the inner side of that world, in the inner sea of stars.
This huge whirlpool is the remnant of the previous crash of the Lost Island.
The golden elf took a deep breath.
He forced himself to suppress the eager urge in his heart to activate the magic of space at this moment, enter the whirlpool, enter the abyss, and meet Char again.
She knew very well that with who she is now.
Relying on a status that was only at the peak of legend and had not even crossed the boundary of demigod.
Even if he entered the whirlpool and reached the abyss, it would only cause trouble for Char.
Xia took great pains and finally managed to free himself from the control of the Elf King's bloodline...
If he really followed the impulse in his heart and did that, he would be letting down everything Char had done for him, and would be handing himself over to the Elf King again, a handle that could be used at will.
Moreover, at this moment——
The wall of the world that was shaken and pierced by the holy spear has healed.
There is no power of the Holy Lance to assist.
Even if it is a genuine mythical creature, or even a true god——
It is extremely difficult to cross the intact world wall and enter the abyss that no one has ever set foot in before.
However, since it is only extremely difficult, it means that it is not completely impossible.
Perhaps it does not exist in the main material plane.
However, in this vast and endless sea of stars, and in the infinitely continuous multiverse, in the countless folded and overlapping secondary dimensions -
There must be something other than the Holy Lance that can penetrate the wall of the world.
"When that time comes..."
“Char, I…”
The golden elf had not yet finished his quiet muttering.
At this moment, nothing has been achieved yet, and she can't do anything.
No matter how much you make big promises, they are nothing but meaningless words.
She turned gently and cast her gaze behind her, to the black tower that Char had created with his mind, and to the illusory bookshelves.
Then, Hathaway's gaze gradually became indifferent and apathetic.
All the longing, confusion, and ignorance that belong to women——
Including when he heard Char's last words, which were almost like a confession, that "the person he loves also likes him", all the joy and excitement in his heart were restrained.
Because she knows that she doesn't have the time to be dragged down by these emotions.
If, at the end of the day, Char cannot successfully return from the deepest part of the abyss—
Then at this moment, all the joy and ups and downs in my heart will eventually turn into endless despair.
And Hathaway didn't want to experience that despair.
She didn't want to be the vase princess in the bard's story, who would only stay in the safe rear, silently looking up at the night sky, praying for the brave expeditioner and praying that he would return safely.
She wanted to be a variable that could interfere with the final outcome, even if the degree of her influence was insignificant.
Therefore, at this moment, the golden elf... has no time to reminisce, sigh, or feel sad about the passing of time.
Concentrate your mind.
Calmed the ripples of longing.
Not only thoughts, but even emotions were blocked, as if frozen into ice.
Then, the golden elf walked step by step into the black tower, the vast and illusory library.
This was the last gift that Char left for her. The library contains all the knowledge that Char knows, not only the thousands of spell texts accumulated over countless years in the field of magic and arcane, but also all the taboos and mystical knowledge.
If he wanted to become stronger in a short period of time, break through the boundaries of the legend, and even get rid of the backup plan left by the Elf King in his elven bloodline.
He even discovered other ways, besides the Holy Lance, to shake the wall of the world and enter the abyss.
So--
This library is Hathaway's only opportunity.
Of course, this process will be long.
Far away from the bustling world, lost all intelligent creatures with whom I could communicate, guarding a pile of books in a large library, accompanied by loneliness and solitude.
"You're so fickle--"
"I."
The golden elf uttered a silent whisper.
If it were someone else, it wouldn't take long for them to become lonely and crazy or even insane, and they would no longer be able to go on.
But for Hathaway, this is just the most plain and unpretentious daily life in her nearly thousand years of life.
She had long been accustomed to loneliness and to being with solitude.
However, all this changed a year ago.
A human boy named Char briefly brightened her life.
Bringing the light to the golden elf, she was able to glimpse the bright world in an instant and feel the worldly atmosphere that she had never experienced before.
"Having seen the light, will it be hard for us to get used to the darkness again?"
She gently held out her hand.
As if it was a last lingering memory, I gently touched it.
Above the frozen magic water curtain, is the face of a human boy.
The next moment, the water curtain collapsed and the farsighted magic was lifted.
The golden elf did not look back and walked into the depths of the library.
…
The long river of time is the fairest thing in the world.
It never stops because of anyone or anything, and flows forever.
For Hathaway, the incident on the Isle of the Lost almost changed her entire life.
However, for the Western Continent, for the vast multiverse—
A slight movement at the edge of the endless sea is nothing more than a tiny ripple.
Because it involves the Holy Spear, and even some remnants of the Creator from the Glorious Era—
A few days after the incident, above the endless sea, one could occasionally glimpse the majesty of mythical creatures walking the earth.
No one knew their purpose.
Perhaps he was still loyal to that glorious era, loyal to the Creator of that era, the Master of the Throne of Heaven.
Or maybe, he was simply envious of the power of the Holy Spear and the remaining divinity.
But in the end, no matter what intentions the mythical creatures had when they descended upon the Endless Sea, they ended up with nothing.
Without the assistance of the Holy Spear, even a true god could only stare in a daze at the dark whirlpool above the endless sea and the door leading to the abyss.
Everyone knows that there are great secrets and great opportunities hidden in it, but no one can enter it.
And they have not discovered Hathaway, the last survivor of the Lost Island in the main material plane.
Long before these mythical creatures descended, Hathaway had already taken the illusory black tower and used the magic of space to transfer to the astral plane and dimensional void.
It's strange.
It was clearly Char's expectation that Hathaway, who had escaped the curse of her bloodline and left the Lost Island, should be able to bask in the sunshine and truly experience the beauty of this world.
But for the golden elves.
To Char, the lost island was like a cage, shrouded in eternal night.
That is, her entire world.
The golden elves who lost the Lost Island also lost their place to settle down.
Only by drifting between planes could she briefly recall every little detail of her time in "Char's Little Flying House" and feel a little of the warmth called "home".
There is no concept of time in the astral world and the void.
And no one knows how many times that small hourglass has been turned over.
In the silent virtual library, the golden elf finally opened his eyes slowly again.
Around her, countless ancient books were opened at the same time and were floating in the air.
All the mysteries disappeared and it became an ordinary book again.
And such a scene also means that—
Hathaway had fully understood and memorized all the forbidden knowledge and arcane texts in this library.
This was a feat that even Char himself had not anticipated.
Even he himself simply asked Yui to copy the database from the Black Tower, the White Tower, and the Foresta Empire's libraries, and let Yui query it when needed.
The knowledge he actually mastered was not even one-tenth of it.
"It's really... a long process."
In the silent library, the golden elf with long hair was looking around.
Her face has not changed—
However, the immaturity and youthfulness that once belonged to the girl in those beautiful pale golden eyes had completely faded away.
Instead, there was a dead silence that no one could fathom, like a ghost town.
"I finally found it, Mr. Char."
"I will come to your side and become your helper."
Until the word "Char" was mentioned.
The golden elf's beautiful light golden eyes, which had been as dead as a dead tree, suddenly became lively again and full of life.
"Silver Fire."
"Or according to Char-sensei... the 'Secret Fire of the Magic Goddess'?" ”
She spoke silently to herself.
It is the only forbidden thing in the secret records of the Great Library, other than the Holy Lance, that can directly interfere with the World Wall itself.
However, even the records in ancient books are vague.
Wandering in the deepest part of the astral world, never before obtained by anyone.
Even its existence itself only exists in the deduction using fragments of rules and cannot be confirmed.
Mythical creatures once traveled to the depths of the astral realm to search for the silver fire, but in the end, no news was ever returned.
However, for Hathaway——
From the beginning, she had made a choice.
Hathaway took a step forward.
Along with the ripples of starlight, the golden elf's figure disappeared silently into the illusory black tower.
Relying on the knowledge left inside the black tower, she has broken through the boundaries of demigod.
Of course, according to the description in the information left by Char, she did not use her divinity, nor did she embark on the path of becoming a god, so she should not be called a demigod, but the so-called "throne".
But, that’s all——
But it is far from enough.
"Spend five hundred years wandering in the astral world to reach the true 'realm of emptiness'. ”
"Get the power that is comparable to thousands of troops."
Her figure disappeared into the depths of the star realm, and only her unfinished words echoed in the empty black tower.
"When the time comes, Mr. Char."
"You are no longer fighting alone."
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