Chapter 48
Miel had mixed feelings.
He thought that the difference of a dozen years made himself in the other timeline become a different person.
A person who is more noble, elegant, dominant and charming.
Now I suddenly realized...
What dominance? I was just anxious to die.
I made the whole plan just to die. Should I say that I am really worthy of myself?
So the whole thing is this—
After investigation, it was learned that Bross was killed by Rocas because he had deprived many of his biological children, including himself and Rocas, of the magic pool in order to resurrect his mother. Miel, who believed that his existence was meaningless from the beginning, jumped from the tower, hit the wall with his head, and stabbed the tip of the knife into his chest.
"An experiment"? Ha, what a classy way of putting it. Actually, he simply wanted to escape from a world that no longer wanted him.
But no matter how you commit suicide, you will eventually be resurrected in your bedroom in the Akunela mansion.
Therefore, in order to embrace true death, he was forced to investigate his own secrets and his mother's secrets. It took him about half a month, and he finally learned about the Is people and the Hound of Tindalos.
He found the magic in the Forbidden Book that could transfer the power that resurrected him to others, and then began to look for a way to use this magic without a magic pool, and the person who needed this power and was qualified to inherit it - Rocas.
"So that's how it is. This is me without a contract with Cthulhu," Miel said.
"Hmm?" C'Suana hadn't responded yet.
He doesn't know what will happen next.
…
Rocas watched Miel's actions quietly.
Watch him cut his wrist with a sharp blade, the bright red blood dripping vertically, drawing seven intersecting circles on the wide floor.
This process must have been very painful, but Mier didn't say a word and didn't even frown.
After the magic circle was drawn, Rocas immediately took out a roll of bandage from the ring and handed it to him.
Miel looked at him, his expression somewhat speechless.
He ignored the bandages and took out a bottle of healing potion from his family ring and drank it, then took out another bottle and handed it to Rocas: "This one is for you."
"Will I need it later?" This was Rocas's first reaction, "Should I use it or..."
"Rocas," Miel interrupted him, then abruptly said, "Even if you suddenly change your mind after gaining this power, back off, and stop wanting to travel through time and space, no one will blame you."
"I wouldn't...why are you suddenly saying this?" Rocas was a little uneasy.
He vaguely sensed something, but didn't think about it.
He didn't think Miel would make a huge sacrifice, even at the cost of his life, to help him get what he wanted.
His anxiety was more about worrying about himself.
[Is the process of traveling through time and space painful? I've long been aware of this.]
Even if I get bitten to death by a monster right at the beginning of my journey, I'll accept it. It's better than just sitting there and waiting to die.
[Since you've given me hope to save everything, I won't back down no matter what the cost.]
[Or is it that this power cannot be lent out at all? He's been lying to me from the beginning? But what's the reason for lying to me?]
"Rocas," Miel called out again. "Once you possess this power, all you need to do is close your eyes and chant a spell to see the past. Lock onto a point in time and place, and you can travel back in time. You're different from me. This power won't be passively triggered upon you, and you won't be able to resurrect infinitely like I can, so please be careful."
"Okay, what's the spell?" asked Rocas.
Miel uttered a few syllables, not ancient elven language, nor Latin, nor any language that Rocas had ever heard of.
But Rocas remembered.
After remembering it, he asked Miel again: "When you say we are different, do you mean I am half human?"
"No." Miel shook his head. "It's because I'm sealed. Perhaps my mother doesn't want me to repeat her mistakes... But don't worry, the seal is on me and won't transfer with the transfer of power."
Rocas: “Oh…”
Miel: "Rocas, I'm going to ask you one last time, do you really want this power?"
"Yes." Rocas frowned slightly. Although a little impatient, he still gave a serious answer. "I want to go back to the past, I want to stop the summoning, I want to save the Saint and let her live a happy life. To do this, I am willing to pay any price, including my own life."
"Okay." Miel responded, went to lie down in the middle of the magic circle, let Rocas lie beside him, and then chanted the spell.
The spell was very long, but he recited it fluently, and there was no trace of hesitation or pause in his calm tone.
After the spell was finished, amidst the powerful fluctuations of magic, Miel sighed with satisfaction: "I'm sorry, Rocas, please forgive me... I fell asleep first."
"What?" Rocas turned to look at him in confusion.
The profile of Miel in his sight was breathtakingly beautiful even in the dim room with only seven black candles lit.
Those sapphire eyes were closed, breathing steady, expression calm.
However, a few seconds later, the beautiful high elf coughed violently and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Miel!" Rocas sat up suddenly, took out the bottle of healing potion that Miel had handed him earlier from the ring, and wanted to help him up and feed him.
However, the bottle that was brought to his mouth was silently pushed away by Miel.
Miel was speechless.
Blood gushed out from his throat, staining his collar, flowing along his neck to the back of his head, and staining Rocas's trouser legs red.
Only then did Rocas realize what he meant by "I went to bed first".
"Why? Why? Why!"
Rocas didn't know who he was asking, because Miel was obviously not in a condition to answer his questions.
"You didn't tell me that the price of lending me your power is your death!"
"Why? Why would you do that for someone like me..."
"Miel, stop it and open your eyes."
"You're kidding me, aren't you? You actually took a sip of the red drink beforehand..."
"No! No! Don't do this to me!"
"I can't bear it anymore... I can't bear the pain of losing anyone anymore!"
"Miel, Miel, Miel..."
Rocas bent down very low, and with his only arm he held Miel in his arms, trying to give him a hug.
His voice was broken by crying.
But he didn't know what else to say except repeating Miel's name.
Miel in his arms was no longer breathing.
Obviously, the corpse means nothing to him.
He even casually threw Amira's body on the altar.
But he held Miel's body and cried loudly.
It's like a string stretched to its limit and finally breaking.
The stagnant lake of the heart stirred up huge waves, washing over the fragile heart, and each wave was an unforgettable pain.
“Ahhhhhhhhh—”
As if to relieve the severe pain, he shouted with all his might.
But there were only two of them in the entire Akunela mansion.
Now, he is the only one left.
…
Miel walked to Rocas, took a half step back and squatted down.
He tried to touch Rocas's short chestnut hair across time and space, but he only felt empty air.
What appeared in his vision was just an illusion from another time and space.
He spoke calmly, "I'm sorry for taking advantage of you and causing you so much pain."
Although it was a mutually beneficial transaction, it did cost Rocas a life without his knowledge.
Miel still remembered the anger and loss he felt after using the magic of "memory reading" to kill Bross unknowingly, so he fully understood Rocas's mood at the moment.
But he still had Leon to question, while Rocas could only cry while holding a corpse.
C'Suana stared at the scene blankly for a long time before finally reacting: "You...you in this timeline, were you planning to die from the beginning?"
Miel hummed, then calmly replied, "Whether it's going through so much trouble to investigate the Yis, contact Rocas, analyze the Book of Sacrifice, or even lend Rocas my power, it's all for death. Death is my only goal."
"Why?" C'Suana gave the same reaction as Rocas.
They didn't understand why he did it.
But this question sounded strange to Miel.
"To get a good night's sleep... is that hard to understand?" Miel stood up and turned to face C'Suanna. There was not much expression on his beautiful face, no sadness, no surprise, and his posture was elegant and relaxed - just like him in this timeline.
"I signed a contract with you and became a sorcerer."
"While I need you, you also need me. Although you have challenged my dignity time and time again, I have also felt what it means to be alive in this process."
"And the me in this timeline..."
"He has no magic, no Cthulhu—no power, no support."
"He's a piece of crap that no one wants."
"But he was not allowed to end his life."
"Then don't blame me for using any means and paying any price to get this permission."
Having said that, Miel lowered her silver eyelashes and looked at the ground: "So, I am really grateful to you, Cthulhu. You saved me, in many ways... Although you also forced me, you really never really hurt me once. Even your wings helped me a lot."
Cthulion was silent, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Csuanna sighed, walked over to Miel, gently put her arm around his waist, pulled him into her arms, and stroked the back of his head. "Miel, I will give you everything you need. At the same time, I need you, your emotional feedback, and your love. I will lead all the incarnations to treat you gently, cherish you, and love you."
"Well, I believe you." Miel chuckled. "After all, your unfortunate prediction came true—I am the best person who signed a contract with you."
C'Suana: "...No, that was indeed my arrogance. Actually, all of you are very attractive, really."
Miel: "I admit that I am very charming in this timeline. This is the charm of knowledge - the more I know, the more dominant I am. I led Rocas by the nose the whole time, but..."
Miel gently pushed Csuanna away and turned to look at Rocas who was still crying while holding his body.
The howling turned into low sobbing, and I didn't know how long this process would last.
Miel watched the scene and calmly analyzed: "In Bross's cognition, my mother Mifeel died to save me."
"If I had this power of unlimited resurrection from the beginning, there would be no situation where I would need Mifei to travel through time and space to save me."
"So, if Bross's understanding is correct, this power shouldn't have been with me since birth. Instead, I gained it after my mother traveled through time and space."
"Or maybe it has always existed in my body, but it never played any role until my mother traveled through time and space."
"The word seal also bothers me a little... Can Cthulhu see what seal is on me?"
C'Suana responded with a "no".
Miel was not surprised: "That's right, if you could see it, you would have told me a long time ago."
He paused and continued, "Anyway, I got all the information I needed. I confirmed that the person Rocas wanted to save was Amiraisyana, the Saint of Glory City. I also learned that my 'resurrection' originated from the power of the Is people to travel through time and space. I gave Rocas this power. Even this memory world was created by me guiding him. That's why he came to me at the end of his life."
"That's why his fate is so deeply bound to you. Without you, he wouldn't be able to travel through time and space," C'Suanna added.
Miel hummed, "As for my infinite resurrection, why my power can be passively triggered, and the so-called seal, I'll have a chance to investigate these later. At least for now, I don't have any reason to investigate them thoroughly. After all—"
"I don't want to die yet."
As the truth came to light, the reluctance to be outdone by the fact that he didn't have as much information as his counterpart in this timeline dissipated, because he knew that the driving force behind his knowledge of the truth was death.
I went to investigate because I wanted to die.
But now he doesn't want to die.
"Cthulhu, I'm a little hungry." Miyer said suddenly.
"Then, let's go out and have something to eat before we read the rest of the memories." Csuanna responded gently, "My Miel, you have indeed stayed in Rocas's memory world for too long."
Miel said "hmm".
"Oh, and..." Csuana spoke again, saying, "My tentacle, Lola, has woken up."
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