Chapter 47
"I have the pure blood of the Ice High Elves flowing in my veins."
"But my soul has been tainted by the Yis, and I have the power to travel through time and space."
"I can lend you this power."
“Through this book.”
Miel looked at the Book of Sacrifice in his hand, his eyes focused on the silver characters, not knowing what he was thinking.
Rocas looked at him, his eyes tracing his beautiful face. After a long moment, he tentatively spoke, his voice uttering:
"Why help me? What will you do if you lend me this power? What do you want me to do for you?"
Rocas knew very well that there was no free lunch in the world. At this moment, the person sitting opposite him was the only legitimate heir of the Lord of Snow City. If he wanted to get his help, he would have to pay a price.
Not to mention, he had killed him.
Miel responded, "That's exactly what I want. The Book of Sacrifice. I see. By sacrificing a part of your body, you gain the right to use magic... Rocas, reading this book takes time. I'll try to finish it within a month, no, a week, and figure out how to lend you this power."
"You...you still haven't answered me. What will happen if you lend me this power?" Lucas frowned slightly.
Having regained hope, he keenly sensed something amiss. "If you truly lent me this power, and I truly traveled back in time, it would not only change the Saint's fate, but yours as well. Would that be okay?"
"My destiny." Miel suddenly laughed.
He raised his eyes, and the look he gave Rocas was no longer calm, but rather had a hint of teasing in it.
"My mother is from Yis, and my father is a madman. He carries the title of Akunila noble, but is a worthless person who can't use magic. Is there anything in this fate that can't be changed?"
He said, without waiting for Lucas to respond, he put the book into his family ring and stood up gracefully: "Lucas, come with me to a place."
"Where are we going?" Rocas asked, his body already standing up cooperatively.
He realized his conditioned reflex: [Damn it, my orders to the nobles are totally...]
"Go to church and heal your wounds." Miel responded.
Rocas: “…”
Rocas: "...What?"
Rocas: "Why?"
"Why?" Miel looked at him in confusion. "Without an arm, it's inconvenient to do many things."
Rocas: “But…”
Miel: "What's your reason for not going to church?"
Rocas: "No...but will the church allow someone like me to go?"
Miel: "Anyone can go—as long as you don't kill anyone in the church."
Rocas: "I just hope it's not the Earth Mother Cult..."
"The church in Snow City cannot summon such a monster." Miel said this and stepped forward.
Rocas hesitated to speak, but in the end, there was nothing he could do but follow him.
Miel, who came from the real world, looked at the two figures walking one after the other and couldn't help but whisper, "Perhaps the Church in Snow City can summon something else."
Like spiders or something.
——That’s great, there’s information that I know but the one in this timeline doesn’t know!
I really can't accept this. Although he in this timeline is a dozen years older than me, this is no reason for him to find out more information than me.
I always feel inferior to others.
But the one who should be more unwilling should be C'Suanna?
Miel looked at C'Suana beside him and said tentatively, "It seems that the me in the other timeline is more attractive than the me standing next to you right now. Are you disappointed?"
"Not disappointed," C'Suana replied, raising her hand to touch her chin. Her pink eyelashes half-drooped as she continued, pondering, "Rather than disappointment, it's regret—I regret not being able to sign a contract with you in all timelines. But when I think about how this timeline has been rewritten, and how you standing by my side now are unique, I feel relieved."
Miel: "The timeline can be rewritten, which means that parallel universes do not exist?"
C'Suana: "There are other worlds, but there is only one time and space in the same world."
Miel: "Thank you, I learned something new."
"Also," C'Suana paused before continuing, "Perhaps you think the you in this timeline is incredible, but I must say that's because you only saw him systematically guiding Rocas after he had thoroughly investigated everything, and you didn't see his embarrassment during the investigation. And to me, no matter which you are, you're incredible."
Miel was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then raised the corner of his lips and thanked him again: "Thank you, whether you are serious or just trying to coax me, it makes me feel much better."
"I'm serious." C'Suana said affirmatively and sighed.
He stared at Miel with his green eyes, then suddenly raised a hand and touched his cheek. "My Miel, I admit, I was arrogant. No matter who you are, you are very charming. Your charm will not increase or decrease because of the contract with me. It will only radiate different light in different environments."
Miel enjoyed his words, and let him touch her for a while without dodging or evading. Then he asked again: "Does Cthulhu know about the Yis?"
"I have an impression," C'Suana replied, retracting the hand that was touching his face. He then skillfully hooked Miel's arm around his and led him forward, saying as they walked, "The great race of Yith, like the hounds of Tindalos, can also travel freely through time and space."
"I've said before that the Hounds of Tindalos are responsible for maintaining the order of time and space and will target those who disrupt it. Therefore, the Yis are their prey."
"But because the Yith can only allow their souls to travel, leaving their bodies in place, the Hounds of Tindalos couldn't lock on properly, allowing them to wander through time and space for millions of years."
Miel: "How did the Yis people and the high elves give birth to me? And how did I inherit this power?"
C'Suana: "Good question, I'd like to know that, too. But what I can tell you is that when an Yithian exchanges souls, they can access all the memories of the body they inhabit. Using these memories, they can quickly disguise themselves as a member of their own race."
Miel: "In other words, perhaps at the moment of the soul exchange, its self-perception became that of a female high elf?"
C'Suana: "Perhaps, I'm not sure. After all, this creature is so rare to encounter, and even if you do encounter it, it's hard to identify."
Miel: "No matter what, my mother truly loves me. Otherwise, she wouldn't have traveled through time and space to save me, exposing her identity as an Isian and being targeted by the Hounds of Tindalos. But this raises a question - why did she travel with her body? She could have just traveled with her soul, but was she unwilling, or was she unable to do so for some reason?"
C'Suana was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.
Miel turned to look at him in surprise: "...What's wrong?"
C'Suana: "Nothing, I just suddenly understand why you have a special liking for my tentacles—curiosity, thirst for knowledge, persistence in seeking the truth, and exploration of the unknown."
Miel: "Yeah, but, I like you too."
The words came without warning, leaving C'Suana stunned for a moment.
After a moment, he stared silently at Miel's profile, as if trying to determine whether he had heard correctly.
Miel realized what he had said only after he had said it. He glanced away guiltily, not daring to look at Csuanna.
He was devoted to Lola...but he had to admit that he also liked Anna's care for his emotions and comfort for his body.
There was no love involved in this liking, he had no desire for Anna.
But, I like it.
After a delicate silence, Csuana smiled and put his lips close to Miel's cheek: "Miel, my Miel, I'm so happy! In that case, let's kiss?"
Miel: “…No.”
Miel tilted his head to avoid Csuanna's lips, and at the same time, fast-forwarded into Rocas's memory.
In another timeline, he brought Rocas into the church where Father Tyndall was.
He walked through the corridor and around the main hall and entered the room at the back with familiarity. It was obvious that this was not his first time here.
He met Father Tyndale in the room.
This is Father Dindle from another timeline, exactly as he is in Miel's memory.
Same face, same figure, same outfit.
Even the melancholy in those violet eyes was exactly the same.
"Miel Akunila." Father Dindel saw Miel and called out.
The familiar voice and tone made Miel, who came from the real world, feel a little uneasy - he felt like someone was calling him.
But Father Tyndall obviously couldn't see through time and space like the dark-skinned man. His gaze was focused on Miel in Rocas's memory, and he continued in his gentle yet distant voice, "It looks like you need my help again."
"Yes, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Miel bowed his head, and Rocas beside him bowed his head instinctively.
After lowering my head... [Damn, my body moved on its own.]
[This ice high elf has a strange attraction.]
Miel: “…”
Really? Is it really not because of your sexual orientation?
Miel could feel that Rocas had no resistance to beautiful people, and beauty was gender-neutral.
After listening to Miel's words, Father Dindel slowly shook his head and said, "Please don't say that, Miel Akunila. Although you are more mature than other high elves of the same age, you are still just a child. You can rely on me more often. I am happy to help you."
Having said that, he turned his gaze to Rocas: "Rocas Akunela, this should be the first time we meet for you."
"...For me?" Rocas looked confused.
"Yes, I have seen you elsewhere," said Dindel. "You are now Miel's only blood relative."
"The only one?" Rocas was a little concerned about this word.
Father Tyndall's tone was too certain, as if he had somehow investigated all of Miel's blood relatives.
However, neither Father Tyndall nor Miel wanted to explain anything.
Father Tyndall's next words were, "Let me see your wound."
Rocas was confused: [Are all the people in Snow City like this? They seem like they're all bad people.]
Miel: “…”
The reputation of the people of Syracuse has been damaged!
but……
"I never thought that the me in the other timeline would share the magic in the Forbidden Book with the priest. I must have trusted him very much." Miel sighed, "And he actually risked his life to use the Eye of Insight to help me search for all my blood relatives."
—Father Tyndall said he had seen Rocas elsewhere, probably through the Eye of Insight.
This is probably why Miel in this timeline is certain that Rocas is his half-brother.
"Bros did intend to kill Rocas," Miel said. "But at that time, he was new to crime and wasn't very skilled in handling the situation. Not only did he let Rocas survive, but someone also saw him throw him into the sewer."
——This is the information that Miel obtained from Bross's mind through "memory extraction", which is something he could never know in this timeline.
"Bros turned and ran, and those who found Rocas did not treat him well, but made him a slave."
"Rocas, he is the only relative I have left besides Inai and the girl I saved."
Miel said this, pursing his lips, feeling that before today, he had been too cold to Rocas.
Although Cthulhu repeatedly emphasized that he had done well enough, that was as a master, not as a brother.
As a brother, he is undoubtedly incompetent.
"Blood relationship, is it important?" Csuanna suddenly asked.
He asked without giving Miel a chance to respond, and spoke again: "Think about your father, Miel. It is your father's blood that flows in Rocas's body, not yours."
Miel: “…”
C'Suana: "I'm not saying there's anything wrong with your father's bloodline, but I'm saying that it's strange that you're paying so much attention to Rocas just because of your blood relationship."
C'Suana: "Those who are similar to me will only harm me. You don't know how much I want to hide you from any of them."
"Hmm... you're right." Miel chuckled. "Blood ties aren't important. My 'excessive attention' to Rocas has nothing to do with family or love. It's simply my curiosity and admiration for a knight who was born a slave."
Rocas is a wanderer and an assassin, but his adherence to the bottom line of self-discipline and his unreserved loyalty to his master Amiraisyana make him a qualified knight.
After staring at Miel for a while, Csuanna compromised and said, "Since you said so, then, fine. I won't go out of my way to protect him, but if he's in danger, I will save him because I don't want to see any sad expression on your face, my beloved."
"Thank you, Cthulhu." Miel thanked him for the third time, and truly felt Cthulhu's favor towards him.
Although he was facing Anna and thinking of Lola when he expressed his gratitude, he knew that he was thanking that great existence, thanking all of Him.
…
Father Tyndall used the healing word on Rocas, but it only completely eliminated his pain and could not restore his arm.
After all, it was an arm sacrificed to God. How could it be taken back so easily?
Father Tyndall, who failed to meet their expectations, sighed and said apologetically, "This is all I can do. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Rocas smiled. "Actually, I've already adapted. If I were truly cured, I'd have to adapt again. That would be so troublesome."
Miel and Dindel both knew he was just being stubborn and didn't respond.
After a moment of silence, Miel asked, "Rocas, have you had lunch?"
Rocas: "I have bread in my ring..."
Miel: "Father Tyndall, it's almost time. Rocas and I are going to have lunch nearby."
"Okay." Tyndall said, raising his hand and making the sign of the cross on his chest, "May God bless you."
Miel bowed to him and said goodbye, then said, "Locas, follow me," and turned to leave the church.
Lucas stood there hesitating for a moment, but finally followed him obediently.
After lunch, Miel took Rocas back to the Acuna mansion and locked himself in the bedroom.
Before closing the door, he said to Rocas, "Don't bother me before dinner. Otherwise, please feel free."
Rocas: "Anywhere?"
Miel: "Yes, you are also Akunela, and this is your home too."
Rocas: "Ah...Okay, then...what would you like for dinner? I can make it for you."
[Even though it only has one arm, grilling meat or something shouldn't be a problem.]
"No need, just take care of yourself." Miel said, and took out a pile of gold coins from his ring and piled them at the door, almost reaching Rocas's knees.
"These are for you. If you don't have enough, ask me for more."
After saying that, he closed the door.
Rocas: “…”
[I feel like I'm being kept by a noble for some reason...]
Miel: “…”
Thank you, I also have the illusion that another me is supporting you.
Miel really wanted to open the door to see what he was doing in the other timeline. However, this was Rocas's memory world, and Rocas had not entered. Even if he opened the door, he would see nothing but a blank space.
Fast forwarding my memory, five or six days passed like this.
In the first two days, Rocas didn't dare to run around in the Acunaila mansion, and even slept in the corridor.
But on the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... he began to skillfully search every room, check every corner, and collect all valuable things and clues that could help him understand Miel Akunila, the high elf.
He did not keep the collected things for himself, but sorted them all out in the study so that Miel could take them directly when he needed them.
It was during this process that he discovered the cornerless room on the third floor. The structure inside was very strange, but there was nothing else.
I found the basement in the study, and there was nothing there except that it was a little damp.
There is a secret room in another basement, with a complete set of surgical tools hanging in the secret room. It is obviously Bross’s secret base and has nothing to do with Miel.
Then, at dusk on the sixth or seventh day, before dinner time, Miel came out of the bedroom.
Rocas heard the noise and came to the door: "Why are you so early today?"
Miel looked at him, staring at him quietly, with a hesitation on his face that had never been there before.
"What's wrong?" Rocas was keenly aware of his abnormality. "Do you... regret it?"
[After all, it is the power to travel through time and space...]
Miel shook his head: "No, I'm afraid you will regret it."
Rocas: "Why?"
Miel: "Do you know the Hound of Tindalos?"
Rocas: "Do I look like I could possibly know?"
"...Okay." Miel turned and went back to the bedroom, "Come in, I'll tell you."
"Oh." Rocas obediently entered the room.
But after he sat down in the room, Miel continued, "Actually, there's nothing much to say. You should have been in my mother's room, right? The one on the third floor. That room was built to avoid being hunted by the Hounds of Tindalos. People who travel through time and space have a high probability of being targeted and hunted by the Hounds of Tindalos. Although I don't know what they look like specifically, they are definitely not dogs, and they are definitely not the creatures you and I know."
"Perhaps they will target you the first time you travel through time and space, and then they will hunt you until the end of your life."
"Is this okay?"
"Ha, I thought you were going to say something..." Rocas looked relieved. "I knew this from the beginning. You said that traveling through time and space would be targeted by dangerous monsters. Knowing this, I decided to borrow your power. I am destined to die, the difference between dying early and dying later, but I don't want to implicate you. If lending me power will cause you any trouble, then forget it."
"It won't bother me at all," Miel replied. "After all, you will travel back to the past, and I will stay in the present... Anyway, if you are truly determined and will never regret it, then I will begin the ceremony tonight."
Rocas was stunned for a moment, then revealed an expression of disbelief: "You...you have already mastered the method of lending me this power?"
Miel said "hmm".
Rocas: "Then... after I achieve my goal, how do I return this power to you?"
Miel: "No need to return it. I don't want this power."
Rocas: "Then why do you say 'borrow'? How do you want me to repay you?"
"How to repay." Miel repeated these syllables, picked up the Book of Sacrifice on the desk, and handed it to Rocas. "On page 127 of this book, there is a ritual on how to store memories in a gem and turn it into a world. The price is that your vitality will be consumed to only three days. If you feel tired, if you don't want to be killed by the Hound of Tindalos, then use this ritual to leave your memories and give them to me in any timeline. Tell him - I made the simplest choice, because I am a cowardly waste, but he, don't do such a thing..."
"What?" Rocas took the book with a confused look on his face.
"Nothing." Miel stood up, took out a dagger from the ring, and prepared to use his own blood to draw the magic circle for the ceremony.
Miel from reality looked at his actions, and suddenly a huge sadness rose in his heart.
He seemed to...know what he was going to do.
There are various forbidden magics in the "Book of Taboo".
The Book of Sacrifice describes the use of magic through sacrificial rituals.
If we analyze the Book of Sacrifice and use the sacrificial ritual to use the magic in the Forbidden Book...
Miel pursed his lips: "I'm not helping Rocas, I'm helping myself."
Do yourself a favor—free yourself from infinite resurrection and embrace death.
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The author has something to say: Rocas: I want to die. Wait for someone to tell me how to die more meaningfully.
Miel: Wanted to die, tried and failed, investigated like crazy, planned everything, and died gracefully.
Others: I don’t really understand you, Akunila.
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