Looking at the witch shrouded in the glow of dusk and the metal disc in her hand.
Fioren's gaze was fixed like Ishvedha's.
Why?
If it was just a teleportation array, there would be nothing strange about it.
After all, space-based magical constructs, because of their huge strategic influence, have never been exclusive to the Fresta Empire. Almost all supernatural forces are conducting similar research in secret.
Given the strength and identity of the Blue Silver Witch in front of him, coupled with the background of the White Tower, it is not surprising that she has mastered similar magical technology.
But--
The magic array disk that appeared in the hands of the Blue Silver Witch was exactly the Empire's single-person two-way teleportation array, and it was a standard-produced one.
Of course, even if the Empire kept this type of technology extremely secret, it would not be surprising for a legend to get it from the Empire quietly.
...
...
However, the magic array disk in front of him was in a very strange state. It was already rusted and even the magic runes had become dim and had long lost their effectiveness.
It was as if it had really experienced hundreds of years of erosion.
But as far as Fioren knew, this kind of two-way teleportation array for individual soldiers was not officially popularized in the military until more than ten years ago, and even the history of the research and development of the prototype could not have exceeded a hundred years.
Thinking back to what he had seen and heard in the plane of eternal sleep, the blue silver witch in front of him should have really been sleeping on that lonely throne for five hundred years...
This is a bit terrifying when you think about it.
The thought was horrifying. At this moment, Fioren began to worry that he would be killed by the Blue Silver Witch because he knew a secret that he shouldn't know.
With the strength that the other party just demonstrated, if he really wanted to fight, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a chance to resist.
…
Fortunately, the frozen dusk never fell.
The silver witch simply glanced at Fioren, who was feeling uneasy, and then looked away.
The pressure that was like a mountain collapsing also disappeared from Fioren's body.
"I see."
Pale golden words appeared in the void.
With just one glance, the other party got the answer he wanted from Fioren's shaken expression.
Fioren let out a long sigh, and then suddenly realized that his back had been soaked with sweat without him knowing when.
When she looked again, she found that the witch was already standing by the window.
Her slender figure was shrouded in the twilight of dusk, and she looked silently at the thing in her hand.
It was a crystal hairpin. The hairpin body was made of platinum and was a bit old-fashioned, but the amethyst inlaid on the hairpin was still clear and translucent.
Under the slanting sunset light, it reflects brilliant colors like glass.
Obviously, this crystal hairpin has been carefully maintained by its owner, which is why it has remained as bright as new after hundreds of years of erosion.
The blue silver witch Sylvia looked at the hairpin in her hand for a long time.
Then, she carefully pinned it back on her silver hair.
The next moment.
A thick and plain book appeared in Sylvia's hand at some point.
Obviously she didn't make any unnecessary movements, but the heavy book opened up out of nowhere, with the sound of pages turning and dust falling.
Then, the sound of turning pages stopped and froze on a page that was already filled with text.
"The teleportation disk that teleported me out of the Cang Ting capital was the last relic of the Cang Ting Kingdom that remained with me after that night."
"At first, I thought the Brunstadt family really had such secret magical technology. In order to prevent Norton's ambition from succeeding, the elders of the family were determined to escort me away through the teleportation array even at the risk of their own lives."
"It was not until I ascended to the legend, opened up the spiritual ocean, and looked down at my own mind from a higher dimension that I discovered the traces of tampering in my memory and the missing blanks."
"But at that time, even though I searched the entire Western Continent and the secondary planes, I could not find any trace of Brother Xia."
"And that array disk is the only clue left by Brother Xia."
"I visited the most senior authority in the field of space magic technology in the entire Western Continent, and asked them to take me to visit the confidential research and development site of the Magic Academy..."
"However, all investigations have shown that even the ultra-large long-distance two-way teleportation array was still only in the theoretical stage at that time."
"The only thing that was built was a prototype that took up several buildings and could deliver objects the size of a bottle cap at a time. However, it was considered an unprecedented breakthrough in the field at the time."
"What's more, it is a highly miniaturized and integrated portable single-person teleportation array that is only the size of a disk..."
"With the Brunstadt family's ability, no matter how secretly they develop, they will never be able to master magic technology that is several generations ahead of the magic academy of a major country."
"That lonely teleportation disk does not belong to this era... It seems to come from the distant future."
"Just like Char, who appeared in my life without a sound and disappeared like the wind."
——Excerpt from "The Diary of the Blue Silver Witch", page 701, Holy Calendar Year 360, the Month of Germination, the 7th day.
Not long after writing this page of the diary, the Silver Witch built a pure white tower on the Golden Plains and buried herself in it.
Sylvia's eyes lingered on the diary page for a moment.
Then the diary was turned again, and soon a blank page reappeared.
The next moment, lines of beautiful yet ancient golden handwriting appeared out of thin air on the blank pages.
"Brother Char, you once left me one last word."
"See you at the end of time"
"And now, five hundred years of great changes have passed."
"Is this the future with you in it?"
"Why did you rewrite my memory back then?"
"Also, what position do I occupy in your heart?"
"Is it a disposable tool?" "Is it just the ordinary affection between a brother and a sister?"
"still……"
The light golden brushstrokes trembled slightly, but it never continued writing.
Fioren and Ishveta, who were standing by, were both shocked.
Because, the Lord of the White Tower, the Blue Silver Witch, who had been carrying an indescribable majesty since her appearance, had easily taken control of the entire scene.
At this moment, a hint of uneasiness, fear, and a fleeting timidity and cowardice emerged in her beautiful silver eyes.
It is like a traveler who has not been home for a long time and feels homesick when he is about to arrive at his hometown.
But soon, the fleeting complex look disappeared from Sylvia's eyes.
Pale golden words appeared in the void.
"I need a few days to adjust to the strength I gained during my long sleep."
"After I fully recover, I will go to the capital of the Foresta Empire."
Sylvia looked at the silent singer Ishvedha beside her, and a hint of apology flashed in her beautiful silver eyes.
"I just said it carelessly at the time, but I didn't expect your ancestors to take it seriously."
"This white tower is just a cemetery I built for myself. With my strength, I don't need anyone else to guard my grave."
"Now that I have revived, you can be freed from this grave-like tower."
"No."
Isvida shook her head and said, "Perhaps in your eyes, the White Tower is just a building you created casually."
"But, in these five hundred years, for me and all the members of the White Tower, this place has become the meaning of their lives."
"We are willing to stay here, not only because of you, the Tower Master, but also because..."
"The White Tower is also a spiritual haven for countless homeless people and the utopia we all aspire to be in."
Sylvia's gaze paused on Isvida for a moment, and after a long moment, she nodded.
She had never imagined that her spontaneous act would become one of the three towers alongside the Black Tower in the future, a holy place and home in the hearts of countless seekers.
It's just like what Brother Char was to me back then.
Fioren followed suit and said, "It is an honor for the Empire that Her Majesty the Blue Silver Witch is willing to visit the Imperial Capital."
"As the Southern Supervisor of the Empire, I can lead the way for you."
"The Char Egut I mentioned earlier should be in the imperial capital now."
Fioren carefully suppressed the horrified shock in his heart, not showing it at all.
It is a huge event that a legendary figure, and a powerful figure among legends, visits the empire.
Although there are many legends in the empire, if the opponent attacks with all their strength in the imperial capital, even the aftermath of a legendary battle will be enough to raze the entire imperial capital to the ground.
Of course, this is not necessarily a bad thing.
No matter what, the White Tower and the Empire both belong to the Order camp of the Western Continent on the surface, and because of Fioren's matchmaking, the relationship between the two sides is relatively harmonious.
Given the current tense situation in the imperial capital, if a legendary figure were to make a statement, the chain reaction would likely shake the old order and plunge the city into chaos.
And for Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is now isolated and helpless in the imperial capital, the more chaotic the situation is, the better.
"good."
The pale golden words appeared again in the void.
The witch in the dusk slowly turned around and looked at the large library behind her.
"During these few days of recovery, I want to take a closer look..."
"This era that gave birth to him and raised him."
The next moment.
In the great library shrouded in frozen dusk.
All the books on the wooden display shelves suddenly floated into the air.
Then, open at the same moment.
The blue silver witch walked like this in her worn-out red high heels.
Step by step, I walked into the boundless sea of books.
Fioren and Ishvedha looked at each other and were about to retreat quietly.
But then, they found that the light golden handwriting appeared in front of them again.
"I want to try the food of this era."
I didn’t expect that a legendary warrior who had been sleeping for five hundred years would still have the desire for human food.
Isvida was stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I wonder what kind of food the tower master would like to taste."
Hearing Isveta's question.
The witch in the sea of books couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, and her long hair fell along her ears.
A hint of nostalgia flashed across those pure silver eyes.
"Then..."
"Let's grill the fish."
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