Chapter 46-46- A Little Wish
Outside the beach villa in Luya City, standing on the white sand beach, Yvette looked at the sea in front of her with an expressionless face.
This clear and clean sea water is like a huge mirror, reflecting the entire starry sky between the rippling waves, and naturally you can also see the sudden appearance of the magnificent aurora.
Right above your head.
This is not right, she thought.
This is very wrong.
She had heard Rosalind talk about the aurora belt and the remnant abyss. The most crucial point was that this kind of astronomical phenomenon only appeared once every hundred years. It was very difficult for most ordinary people in the Glowing Continent to see it once in their lifetime. Why could a place like Ish Island appear again after only 12 years?
coincide?
Is it really just a coincidence?
She looked at the aurora above her head, the brilliant starry sky, the bright full moon, and the transparent whirlpools that appeared and disappeared in the shallow sea. She did not move for a long time.
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It was unclear whether it was a few minutes, or perhaps a condensed series of centuries, when the low roar of the magic motorcycle's engine pierced the thick silence, pulling Yvette back from the depths of her thoughts. She tilted her head slightly to see Rosalyn leap from the still-still-still car, her breath slightly erratic: "Teacher, I..."
Yvette didn't give him a chance to finish and asked directly, "Have you brought everything?"
Behind the lenses of her gold-rimmed glasses, Rosalyn's eyes instantly turned red. She was silent for a few seconds, then replied in a low voice, "They are all in the manor..."
Although the chances of returning home were slim, she had actually made preparations for it many years ago. They were two large suitcases in her room, filled with clothes, novels and magazines, books on runes, pillows and sheets, useless toys from the wasteland, plant seeds, and small notebooks that recorded daily life, learning experiences, and cooking tips.
However, after seeing the aurora, she immediately went to the beach villa in the north of the island, so naturally she didn't have time to take these things.
"Did you bring the ring and knife?" asked the teacher.
“…I brought it.”
"Where's the flight board?"
"There are some in the car."
"That's good."
The air suddenly grew quiet. Rosalyn saw the teacher step onto the magic motorcycle, point to a barely perceptible transparent vortex on the distant sea level, and say calmly, "I'll take you there."
After a pause, seeing that Rosalyn was still standing there, she added, "Get in the car first. We can talk in the car."
This time, Rosalyn did not refuse.
The magical motorcycle sped through the air, the whistling sea breeze tugging at their long hair and robes. Rosaline, sitting in the passenger seat, tilted her head sharply, gazing at her teacher's expressionless, puppet-like profile. She saw the teacher's silver hair dancing endlessly, like a terrifying evil god. Countless monsters, the moment they flew out of the water, would be pierced by the hair and fall to the ground.
But if the teacher is an evil god, then she is the fallen angel under the evil god's throne, she thought.
Perhaps because the power of the tentacles was too terrifying, after flying a distance of four or five kilometers, the sea monster's attack gradually subsided.
Everything was silent, only the aurora was still moving, rolling and tumbling in the vast starry night, covering the two of them with a hazy veil of light.
"Why aren't you talking?" the teacher suddenly said while driving.
"Teacher, you didn't even try to persuade me to stay." Rosalyn lowered her head and said sullenly, "I'm clearly ready. If you want me to stay, I can."
"It's a good thing to be able to go home. Some people want to go home but can't." The teacher didn't know who he was talking about, but seemed to have some hidden meaning.
"I'm here too..."
"I know you have a home." The teacher's tone was still calm, without any trace of sadness of parting. "So I hope that after you are reunited with your family and have done all that you want to do, one day in the future you can come back here, free from worries."
Rosalyn was stunned for a moment, as if something was choking her throat. She nodded vigorously: "I will."
"That's good." A gentle smile appeared on the teacher's face, like a thawing glacier in spring.
As the magic motorcycle sped in the air, the transparent vortex that looked like a mirage finally became clearer, like a door that was just around the corner, quietly waiting for its destined passenger.
But having experienced crossing the Abyss before, Rosalyn knew that this wasn't the portal she'd imagined. Its entrance might last for tens of seconds or hours, the descent might take more than ten seconds, and the exit only a moment.
In other words, this is a one-way channel. Once you land, if you want to return, you must hurry to find other remnant abysses around, but this is undoubtedly a very risky thing.
After all, this mysterious auroral belt only exists for a few hours, and any waste of time is full of risks.
It is also unclear whether someone’s arm would be cut off by Canyuan if they reached in and didn’t pull their hand back the moment Canyuan disappeared.
Ten minutes later, the magic motorcycle stopped at the entrance to the Residual Abyss. This was a whirlpool about 50 meters above sea level, wide enough to theoretically accommodate a car.
Although she was very sad just now, when she thought that she could meet her father, mother, elder brother and second brother again after 12 years, and even return home in glory and become the pillar of the family, her mood immediately became complicated, with both excitement and sadness.
"Here." Standing in the car, Yvette suddenly took out a small blue trinket from her clothes.
Rosalyn took it and took a look, and immediately showed a surprised expression.
This is a small brooch made from the "Magic Light Orchid", a flower of the Magic Light Vine, which is dried and made of a material similar to amber.
Since the magic light vine blooms once every hundred years and the flowering period only lasts for half a month, it is a very precious item. If it were in the Ish City in the dream, the market price should not be lower than the "Elemental Attenuation Complementation Technology" that the teacher bought.
She had cut so many magic light vines in the Abyss Base over the years to use as night lights, but she had never seen this in person, only seen pictures.
She solemnly pinned the flower on the chest of her wizard robe and said as if promising, "I will never take it off in my lifetime."
The teacher nodded, then was silent for a few seconds and said, "Actually, I'm not unwilling..."
"No, no, teacher." Rosalyn quickly shook her head. "Teacher, this is too dangerous for you."
She knew what the teacher was going to say, just like the "It's not impossible" he said when she first became his disciple. The teacher was actually a very introverted and soft-hearted person, but his cold appearance hid it and made it difficult to detect.
But she couldn't let her teacher go to the Glowing Continent with her.
To her, the Glowing Continent is her home, but to her teacher, it is a dangerous forbidden land.
After all, the Glowing Continent is a high-magic world where there are real dragons and real gods.
For example, the Kingdom of Eaton where the Theon family lives believes in the true God of the Three Saints, "Lord of Oneness". This true God is not a fictional existence. He owns a real kingdom on land, which is the paradise that all believers dream of.
Including the war between humans and demons in the East and West continents, there is also a struggle between demons and true gods behind it.
A being like the teacher, once exposed, would definitely be mistaken for the legendary evil god "The Witch of the End". By then, not to mention being wanted by the church and being the enemy of the whole world, in serious cases, it is possible that God would descend upon her.
After the teacher fell silent, Rosaline wiped her eyes, picked up a magic light vine from the car, and took it with her as her only luggage along with the ring, brooch, and battle blade. She rode the wind and rose up, moving closer to Canyuan little by little.
"Teacher." She stood beside the translucent vortex and said word by word, "I will definitely come back."
After saying this, she looked at Yvette deeply, as if she wanted to carve the teacher's appearance into her soul, then she walked into the abyss on the green wind and disappeared without a trace.
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On the sea level, after waiting for a few minutes, seeing Canyuan suddenly disappear, Yvette returned to the driver's seat with no sadness or joy and headed home.
She didn't think it was a big deal. In her nearly 300-year life, a mere 12 years seemed like a fleeting moment. But Rosaline was only 22 years old, and 12 years was more than half her life, more than she'd spent with her parents. So, a little tearfulness was perfectly normal.
But as a former man and now an ageless witch, she is by no means such an emotional creature.
After driving the car to the beach villa, she looked at the magic light vines tied up in bundles by Rosaline in the back seat of the car. She thought about it and decided to throw them all into the utility room of the villa.
These soft furnishings were prepared for two people to live in. Now I’m alone, so I just have to make do with it. Why do I need all these?
Then, feeling a little irritable for no reason, she drove back to the city of Ish, back to the familiar manor, back to her top-floor room, then lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and struggled to fall asleep after several hours of insomnia.
After a long and confusing dream, she opened her eyes tiredly the next morning, but quickly closed them for a nap. It was almost noon and no one brought her breakfast. She then belatedly remembered something, sat up from the bed, and was stunned for a while.
She thought that although twelve years was not long, it was not short either. Once you get used to something, it is difficult to change it so quickly.
So, in the following days, she began to force herself to learn to forget, and then adapt to this kind of life again, adapting to the days when no one served tea and water, no one woke her up and cooked, no one washed clothes and mowed the estate, no one surrounded her to ask all kinds of boring questions, and happily dragged her to various places for picnics and adventures.
This kind of compulsion was very effective. The sands of time covered her layer by layer, and she felt that she was gradually forgetting the little blonde girl whom she had watched grow up, and returning to the life many years ago when she was alone, wandering in the doomsday.
It wasn't until three months later, on a quiet afternoon, when she was cleaning a bedroom on the second floor on a whim, that she found a letter in the desk cupboard.
She immediately began to read—
"Teacher, I'm worried that if I leave, it will be very sudden, and I won't have time to say a lot to you, so I'm leaving this letter. But I suspect that with how relaxed you are, it will be a long time before you see this letter, right? A month, two months, or even longer after I leave?"
"When I was with you, I didn't think it mattered. I enjoyed every bit of my service. But now that I'm gone, I think you'll definitely need some reminders from me, like details on wheat field maintenance, mold removal methods, and where to find pheasant eggs. I've written all of this down in the notebook in my suitcase, along with my swordsmanship tips."
"I must have returned home by now. Perhaps I'm fighting for the survival of the human race, or raising money to build a school. You know, I've always wanted to do this. Thank you for your permission and support..."
"My feelings towards you are actually quite complicated. In my heart, you are a teacher, an idol, a guardian, and a sister. But sometimes I also feel that you act like a younger sister who needs my constant care... Well, this is the time I dare to write such outrageous words. Haha, I hope you won't be angry."
"But please believe that my respect for you will always be paramount, far surpassing that of the deity I believe in, even my father. So sometimes I get very distressed. What if one day you tell me you are the evil god and want to destroy the world? Should I stand behind you? I used to think this question was simple, but now it's becoming increasingly difficult to face."
"Oh, by the way, there are still many letters like this in the lower layer of the cabinet. They are all letters I prepared in the past. Many of them were written in the past. They are not timely and the writing is not good. I hope you don't read them. If you must read them, then read one every few years."
“This is my little wish.”
"Because only in this way can I stay longer in your long, long, long life memory."
"—Your eternal student, Rosalyn Sheehan."
The sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains, sifted through a layer of dust, and fell on the yellowed letter paper, like a handful of gold powder.
Yvette took a deep breath, then opened the second cabinet and saw countless envelopes.
It says "Open it again in the second year", "Open it again in the fifth year", "This is the tenth year, please be patient", and even - "The hundredth year, teacher, I'm sorry, but please don't forget me".
She closed the cabinet again, took the letter she had opened at first, and walked to the lounge chair in the manor. In the bright daylight, she began to read it for the second time.
Just like that, the wind of time blew through the courtyard, rolling up a few newly fallen leaves.
Before you know it.
Five years, ten years, twenty years, fifty years... one hundred years.
Spring goes and autumn comes, the wind and frost of the four seasons rotate endlessly, blowing countless dawns and dusks to the ground, but Yvette has never thought of moving out of this manor or leaving this island.
She often leaned quietly on the old recliner, looking at the sky, then picked up the letter that she had read many times and read it again.
She thought that she would probably wait here forever, until the day her only student came back.
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(End of Volume 1)
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