Chapter 79

"Are you free?" The watcher climbed up to the roof and sat down next to Lansermero. "I... want to talk to you about something."

"I'm free anytime, anywhere." Lansemero retracted his gaze from the distance and turned to look at the Watcher. "So, what do you want to see me about?"

"It's nothing important - so there's no need to rush to the point." The Watcher hugged his knees and looked at the night sky that Lansermero had been staring at before. "Besides, aren't the things I told you before enough to exchange for an opportunity for a normal chat?"

"Just a normal chat..." Lansemero also hugged his knees and rested his chin on them. "I haven't heard such talk for a long time. We in Phoenix Chaldea don't have such leisure time. By the way, are the other swordsmen in Honmaru okay if they don't go back?"

"It's okay if it's just one night - and, in a sense, everything tonight is also a Midsummer Night's Dream, isn't it?" The Watcher looked calmly at the night sky in the distance, and his memory flashed back to the observatory where he once worked. "But, you magicians from the Astronomy Department 'Animusphia' really like places close to the sky."

"Really? Do you remember the meteor shower in the Atlantic?" Lansemero saw the lights in the Swordman's residence not far away gradually turn off, and looked up at the bright Milky Way in the night sky, "The miracle of turning a celestial body into its own circuit... Even Maris can't do this."

"So that person is the genius who can create the thirteenth discipline." The Watcher held his face and sighed, looking at Lansermello who was leisurely projecting a model of the sea of ​​stars on his fingertips. "However, at that time, he could only use that kind of magic three times - this is really great."

"It seems that the Kirsh in almost every world will be dragged down by the remnants of the poison 'Origin Killer'." Lansermello watched the star sea model in her hand die in the accelerated evolution process. The small explosion of magic power ignited a gorgeous fingertip fireworks in front of her eyes. "It is worthy of being the most terrible poison for magicians."

"After all, even the magic circuit will be completely destroyed. Even if the magic imprint can maintain life, the guy who loses the magic circuit will become a waste recognized by all magicians." The Watcher spread his hands nonchalantly, thinking of everything that happened in the interstellar city mountains. "If you look at it this way, that guy is undoubtedly a genius."

The night before his eyes gradually overlapped with the sea of ​​stars in his memories. The stars were connected to each other, outlining golden tracks. The strange world of the Age of Gods turned the magic of the magician of Animusphia from empty talk into reality. The entire galaxy became the magic circuit of the blond magician. The magic bullets of starlight "Stars" fell from the sky as he summoned them.

"Ah, although many people know that the great magic of the astronomy department is enough to make the Milky Way a magician's magic circuit, but so far, no one except Kirsh has made it a reality." Lansemero took a deep breath and turned to look at the Watcher. "Although it can be said that the environment of the Atlantic Novel Belt is unique for the magicians of Animusphia, before him, no one dared to really think of turning the Milky Way into their own magic circuit."

"And Kirshtalia not only thought of it, he also did it." The Watcher raised his hand and tapped his artificial eye, then looked at Lansermello with a smile, "I guess you must have done a lot of things that we didn't even dare to think of at the beginning - your Chaldea even has more people alive than us."

Before the Whitewashing of Humanity that happened in the past, Chaldea was attacked unexpectedly - Chaldeas was frozen, the entire Chaldea was frozen, and after the explosion in the control room, the few remaining staff were massacred by the Killing Hunters. Even when he finally boarded the Shadow Border, Leonardo's spiritual base was destroyed by the opponent.

——And Phoenix Chaldea, they successfully transferred the entire observatory and all its members.

"We just left too early." Lansemero sighed helplessly and lit up his magic circuit. "Besides, I am now in charge of all the tuning magic in Phoenix Chaldea. You should at least have some confidence in my research on synchronization tuning magic."

"Haha, is that so? Since you said so, then let's take it as such." The Watcher put down his hand and laughed softly. "By the way, I have another question for you - is that orange-haired doctor a member of Chaldea? It seems that No. 48 and I have never seen him."

"But the journey of No. 48 and her friends came to an end after the end of the final anomaly, while I crossed the Earth and became a blank slate." The Watcher lowered his eyes to look at the palm of his hand, and the man with orange-brown low ponytail and golden eyes appeared in his mind. "That doctor, the first time I saw him, I felt that he looked like Gaetia... No, it should be Gaetia who looked like him."

"For some reason, the first person who appeared in my memory should be Gaetia, who claimed to be the Chaldean. But my subconscious mind told me that Gaetia was someone's shadow, and he was always chasing someone's shadow." The Watcher closed his eyes and lowered his voice, "And when I saw the doctor, I felt that the person Gaetia was chasing was probably him."

"It seems that you do know more than that kid, but it's too early for you to know the correct answer now." Lansemello tilted his head and looked calmly at the Manyezakura on the hillside in the distance. "If you have already achieved complete synchronization with the ancient god Jiuyanbi, then the correct answer will be within your reach."

"However, although I cannot tell you the correct answer, I can still give you some hints." Lansemero blinked lightly, "Although this world is not your original world, the important nodes in history are the same - look at the node that can be called the origin of the clock tower. In addition, there is no unfinished business in his life in your original world."

"There is only one enlightened savior among mankind, and at another 'end' in a different direction, the coward has arrived there."

The two saviors and their servants sat in the corridor, looking up at the wind chimes hanging under the eaves, but their sight fell to a farther direction, taking in the bright moon and dazzling stars in the sky, just like the countless golden meteors they had seen when they stood in the Demon Pillar and received the responses of the Heroic Spirits in the Grand Time Temple in the past.

"So, after the burning of humans, there will be freezing of humans... Will the Earth become a blank slate?" Number 48 sat next to Fujimaru Ritsuka and reached out to grab Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand. "No, we haven't even explored subspecies singularities there - no, maybe subspecies singularities still exist... But, your world is really hard."

"Hahaha... If it was at the beginning, I would have felt it was really hard." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and held No. 48's hand tightly, looking at the pond not far away, "But now, it's just - we've come this far, no matter what, we can't give up at this time... That's all."

"And, who knows, your world may only experience the burning of humans, but no other changes - this is a good thing."

"That would be great." No. 48 closed his eyes, and the rare sunny day after the restoration of human affairs emerged in his mind. "Well, we tried our best at that time just to take back the future of that world - it has nothing to do with whether I will have the possibility of a happy future after that, just to let the world continue to move forward."

"Even now, after hearing you talk about the disasters in your world, I still hope that such a future will not befall the world I was born into." No. 48 looked helplessly at Shielder sitting next to her, thinking of their last memory in that world, "Even if we were treated like that."

"The senior has always been that kind of person." Shielder smiled and looked at No. 48, pouring each of them a glass of iced carbonated drink that the two saviors secretly brought from the kitchen. "Even if you only look at the records, the senior's tolerance for malice has been so strong that it can almost be called a thick nerve."

"Although we know that the nature of our predecessors is just like that."

Mashu took the cup with a smile, but the things that happened in the Fairy Kingdom in the past gradually emerged in her mind - she did not participate in the exploration of the British news belt, but Fujimaru Ritsuka participated in the action as a supplementary member of the second investigation team, and faced the huge malice that suddenly erupted in the royal capital Camelot.

In the broadcast of communication magic, everyone who stayed in Triton heard the broadcast of the Wind Clan - at that time, the rebels had already entered Camelot, but the Fairy Queen was still sitting quietly on the throne; so Aurora added fuel to the fire, inciting the evil intentions of the fairies and sending the Fairy Queen to her death.

Aurora discredited Morgan's past achievements as a savior and a peacemaker, and accused her of stirring up strife for the witch - so the fairies of Britain believed her, and killed the queen out of pure evil for their own benefit. Before she died, the queen resigned from the title of the only fairy knight who had not lost her title.

Fairy Knight Bedivere - for her, the title only slowed down the speed of her physical collapse. Because Bedivere in pan-human history was not strong enough to become a heroic spirit, the title weakened her to the point where she was no different from a human - however, Queen Morgan took the initiative to remove the title.

As a result, the flesh and body of the fairy knight Bedivere quickly collapsed under the heavy pressure of malice - the fairies in the entire royal city died instantly under the strong magic power that exploded when her flesh and body collapsed; and the magic power of the dead fairies was actively consumed by her to reconstruct the body of the Paradise Fairy; when Fujimaru Ritsuka rushed into the hall where the throne was located before everyone else, the heavy pressure that filled Camelot had turned into a mixture of despair and malice of the Paradise Fairy.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka withstood such heavy pressure, and before Lancermello, who had lost his honor, completely collapsed, he dragged the deputy director of Phoenix Chaldea back on track.

"...Is there any other story you want to hear?" Ritsuka Fujimaru turned his head and saw that Mashu had come back to his senses, so he asked No. 48.

"No, these are enough." Number 48 shook his head at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Well then..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mashu, then turned to No. 48 and smiled, "See you then."