Chapter 01717

"Praise be to the Winged One, the King over all the nations of the earth..."

Recently, the atmosphere in Chaldea has been unprecedentedly relaxed. The tomes that the world consciousness brought from other parallel worlds and recorded the history that needed to be interpreted by the Grand Casters became the new textbooks shared by the El-Melloi classroom and Animusphia. The schedule of the control room duty roster determined whether to go to the El-Melloi classroom that occupied the former conference room or to listen to Animusphia's small class in the observatory on the top floor.

The team headed by El-Melloi II was on duty today, which meant that a special class for Animusphia was taking place in the observatory on the top floor.

"How do I describe the contents of these ancient books..." Although Miss Savior has left her footprints in many worlds, if you discard the filter of her saving the world, Fujimaru Ritsuka will undoubtedly feel a headache about these words like all beginners of the mystery side, "Are the contents here really not prophecies? Just like the ones we heard in the fairy country Britain."

"The mysterious island has fallen into the fairy kingdom, and its ending will be known to you..." Kirshtalia, a member of the original fairy kingdom's pioneer exploration team, had a slightly distorted expression. She covered her face and repeated the prophecy about the fairy kingdom's savior, "Streets of iron, seas of coal. When the disaster is repelled, the pilgrims will be welcomed... The one sitting on the throne is the true king, please wear a blood-stained crown..."

"...Hope is never enough. I sincerely look forward to a brilliant tomorrow." Olgamari added the last part of the prophecy and glanced at Kirshtalia who was gradually moving towards the door. "I remember that the highest record in the fairy kingdom at that time was that there were four children of prophecy at the same time, right?"

"Ah... because Merlin was in the initial exploration team we sent out." Mash blinked and continued, "No matter how you think about it, it seems more real with Merlin around... but I didn't expect that there would also be Merlin and the Son of Prophecy on the other side. But it's really interesting to look back on that experience like this, after all, the Merlin next to the real Son of Prophecy was a fake, and the Son of Prophecy next to the real Merlin was also a fake."

"Haha, the main reason is that the costumes of the Paradise Fairies have been almost all the same since Unit-01." Lancer Mello smiled and spread his hands. "But when Kirsh, disguised as the Child of Prophecy, stands among a bunch of Children of Prophecy, whether real or fake, at least his height stands out."

"Let's turn the topic of discussion back to the Floating Song Scroll, shall we?" The best astronomy magician sighed helplessly and raised his hands in surrender to the few people who knew most of the dark history of all Chaldeans. "We still have a lot of time to review the story of the Fairy Kingdom, but the time of Teyvat will not stop and wait for us."

The "Floating Song Scroll" used in Chaldea for classes now is not the original one that was lost by the world consciousness of Teyvat from the parallel world and filled with annotations by the scholars of the Ordinance Court - but the one that was completed by Lansermello using past vision to complete the original text, and then with the help of a large amount of magic power sponsored by the world consciousness, he shook several gods of art and poetry to appear in the world, and dragged Vashago and Naberius out to work, and only then did he have the current version of Chaldea.

After Kirshtalia raised her hands in surrender, the other people in the observatory followed suit and skipped the topic of the savior of the Fairy Kingdom, and returned to the three questions and answers between the Flower God and the Tree King in the "Floating Pan Song Scroll".

"...But the questions Mr. Merlin asked Solomon were directed directly at the three of them..." Mashuu remembered the file records in the folder and turned to ask Lancer Melo, "Is that okay? I mean, although the world consciousness said at the beginning that there is no problem with the differences in details..."

"Teacher Merlin left a corresponding prophecy." Lansermero looked out the window at the sea of ​​stars that was almost completely swallowed by darkness. "Didn't Fujimaru say that this question and answer was very much like a prophecy? The answer of the tree king did indeed foretell the outcome of the three people - but Teacher Merlin gave a more direct prophecy to replace the role of this question and answer in foretelling the future."

"A complete prophecy will also lose its words over time - not everywhere will sing the prophecy word for word like the Fairyland." Lansemello smiled and tapped the "Floating Pan Song Scroll" that was spread out beside him. "After all, a prophecy is something that can form a perfect closed loop even if only a few words are left."

"...From then on, the two queens signed a solid covenant with the one who accompanied them from beginning to end, the king with the red crown. The three of them worked together to lead the people of the oasis to eternal prosperity." Merlin pretended to close the clay tablet of destiny that he had taken from Gilgamesh and asked Solomon for his opinion, "...What do you think of my plan?"

"There's no need to rush to build it, right?" Solomon had just finished poking a felt doll made of leopard fur and stuffed it into the cubs of the oasis residents. He looked up at the half-dream leaning against the tree trunk, "That's the mausoleum that the Red King built for his deceased beloved. I say, don't ignore the construction of the mausoleum just because my temple has been blown up!!! Even if it's not a real mausoleum, give it some attention!!!"

"...I support Merlin." Gilgamesh, who was sitting on the tree, held up his head and joined the conversation. "First of all, we can't always communicate late at night - even if it's late at night, there's a possibility of waking up the people of the oasis. Although there are no conditions for construction now, if it is not a mausoleum but a temple, it should be possible to build it, right?"

"...I must tell you that because of the demon god's name, my familiars are all left in Chaldea." Solomon cleared his throat, "But it's not impossible to build it - it just takes a while longer. And I think...you won't just use it as a communication room, right?"

The three's plan to start building the Eternal Oasis ahead of time failed miserably at the first step - the world consciousness rejected the three's plan to freely develop the whole plan from beginning to end on the grounds that the Eternal Oasis would become a ruin in the future, and then brought images and models of the Eternal Oasis as a ruin in the future from a parallel world to show to everyone.

"Great." Solomon looked at the model and felt his head bald. "There was already Red King technology in that period - and no matter what, we were not prepared to use the so-called 'Red King technology' from the beginning. From the geographical point of view... Wait, the Eternal Oasis is above the center of the oasis!?"

"Hmm..." The rare alchemist who was urgently called from the cafeteria was circling around the projected model in the center of the control room and complaining, "My family's research is about artificial humans, not buildings. Who came up with the idea of ​​having an alchemist research building construction? What's the point of asking me to solve a problem that even the Grand Magus who trained at the Atlas Academy can't solve?"

"Stop for a moment." Lansemero instructed Colles to use software on the computer to complete the spatial modeling of the Everlasting Oasis and the Oasis Kingdom. "If we move the entire lifting device connected to the entrance of the Everlasting Oasis underground, and then wait until the sky spikes fall and destroy the country before moving it up again... can we achieve the ruins effect we need to show?"

"Reverse it." Gilgamesh gestured on the other end of the communication. "The Eternal Oasis will be built along the roots of the central king tree - turn the entire space upside down, and the balance can be adjusted by setting magic at the entrance. The lifting device will be rebuilt after the sky spike falls..."

"Right." Merlin also came back to his senses. "The current construction is just to provide us with a space to avoid ordinary people... There is no need to make the entry method so complicated - and then add complicated procedures and steps to show that the Red King does not want his beloved to be disturbed."

"Hmm, then you still need to remember to turn the Eternal Oasis right side up again." Lanser-Mero shrugged and asked Corles to send the modeling file of the Eternal Oasis that he had just completed to the three Grand Casters for reference. "And... Mr. Merlin, how many prophecies have you come up with?"

The half-dream who was about to sneak away was caught red-handed, and the two colleagues next to him had no intention of lending a hand. Instead, they forgot about the half-dream and began to discuss the specific rules for building the Eternal Oasis. Since it was not a mausoleum but a temple, the two men's field construction skills would come in handy in this job.

In the end, after the discussion with Gilgamesh came to an end, Solomon quickly blurred the issue before the students pressed Merlin to ask further questions.

"The prophecies he has written in this period of time are so many that they can be sung as poems by bards." Solomon rushed Merlin to discuss with Gilgamesh how to fix the scenery in the Eternal Oasis. "No, not the prophecies of this area - Merlin has prophesied for the entire continent... and the number of prophecies is still increasing steadily."

"...I think I know why King Gilgamesh agreed to Teacher Merlin's proposal." Lansermero fell into a brief silence, "Prophecies and oracles are both things that need to be archived and recorded. In addition to being a temple, the Evergreen Oasis is also a storage room for prophecies."

“But is it really a good idea to let all those prophecies spread?”

"Of course, I won't let all these prophecies spread." Solomon paused and saw the translucent flowers called Patishalan by the spirits and humans blooming at Merlin's feet. "In fact, the only people who have heard Merlin's prophecies are King Gilgamesh and I."

Solomon watched the half-dream demon waving his wand to create a sea of ​​flowers, and recalled the scene of fighting against Beast who held the principle of return many years ago.

“Since this is an ocean that breeds life, then we should use that power on harmless and tiny lives!” The Flower Magician transformed the surging black mud into an endless sea of ​​flowers, turned around and smiled at the young savior, “So it’s my turn to appear! Flower Magician—I can’t live up to this nickname!”

"Teacher, what do you want to say?" Lansemero looked at Merlin who had begun to replicate the restriction of "only innocent people can enter", and refocused his attention on Solomon. "The flower gods of other worlds calculated the development of the entire Sumi, and Teacher Merlin predicted the future of the entire continent..."

"Ah, I just remembered some things from the past." Solomon walked towards his two colleagues. "Wherever the flower magician Merlin is, it is not hell, but a land full of hope."

"It's enough to just pick a few prophecies that bring hope and pass them on - after all, he is a flower magician."