Chapter 153 I’m Afraid He’ll Be Lonely (More Updates with Monthly Tickets)

Holy calendar year 903, budding month, 4th day.

Golden Plains, knowledge city Camelot.

In the hotel room, the central stove was burning.

The firewood in the stove made a crackling sound, and the warm heat wave dispelled the chill of early spring.

However, at a certain moment, the burning fire suddenly froze.

The white-haired witch sitting on the sofa suddenly opened her eyes.

Sylvia's beautiful eyes flashed with pale silver light.

The rich dusk rushed around her, stagnating everything, whether it was the flow of the breeze or the transfer of heat in the air.

Around her, an illusory river of time condensed and swirled up.

The usually calm river of time was now running wildly like a roaring wave, rushing and surging.

"Brother Xia... did he succeed?"

With the status of the throne, Sylvia could clearly feel it.

The fantasy belt that once stood majestically at the end of the third era and the beginning of the fourth era in the long river of history is now crumbling.

And the owner of the golden holy sword, the princess who Sylvia had met several times, is now under the protection of the holy sword, following the correction force.

Finally, it slowly returned to the correct history.

It was obviously against the trend of history and created the king of the fantasy belt, but he was still able to return safely from the long river of time...

Brother Char, how did he do all this?

This is a great feat that Sylvia, as the master of the White Tower, has never heard of or seen.

No, it can even be said to be a miracle that is unique in the world.

But at this moment, Sylvia did not have the slightest thought about how Char achieved such a miracle.

She just stood silently at the downstream of the long river of time and looked upstream.

Waiting for Char to return safely from the upper reaches of the long river of time in accordance with the agreement they had made when they set out, following the bond between him and the Holy Spear and himself.

But——

Five seconds passed.

Ten seconds passed.

What responded to Sylvia was still the roaring and violent waves of time.

The figure that she had been waiting for never appeared.

And Sylvia's heart, along with the waiting, fell to the bottom of the valley and became colder.

Countless thoughts and details once again surged into Sylvia's heart at this moment.

Before leaving, Char's resolute eyes.

Those words did not seem to cheer her up, but more like words to comfort herself.

And the inexplicable conversation between Aurora and Char before entering the reverberation of history.

So, the hypothesis that Sylvia was unwilling to face slowly took shape in the heart of the Blue Silver Witch, becoming heavier and heavier.

"Brother Xia...didn't plan to come back from the beginning?"

Sylvia suddenly turned around and looked at Ailora beside her, and messy light golden handwriting appeared in the air.

"And, you knew it from the beginning? Then why didn't you stop him?"

The blonde girl opposite her blinked her blue eyes and was about to speak.

But the next moment, a pale white letter suddenly burst into a bright magical light.

On the originally empty letter, lines of dark handwriting suddenly appeared.

Both Sylvia and Ailora were very familiar with the words on the letter.

There was no mistake, that was the handwriting written by Xia himself.

This was a magic mechanism specially set up by Xia, which would only be triggered at a certain time point, allowing Sylvia and Ailora to see the hidden content.

Sylvia's beautiful silver eyes suddenly shrank.

Her white fingers moved slightly, and the light of dusk surged.

The next moment, the pale letter appeared silently in Sylvia's hands.

The soft glow of the magic lamp shone on the letter, and the handwriting was extremely clear.

Sylvia used magic to reflect the contents of the letter in the air.

"My dear Sylvia, and Xiao Ai."

"I believe that when you see this letter, everything about what Esgania wanted to bring a thousand years ago has been settled, and the princess has been returned intact."

"It's just that I didn't return from the remnants of history with the princess as I promised you."

"I'm sorry, I did deceive you before."

"The princess is too deeply involved in that wrong history and has been carrying a thousand years of sin. How can you bring her back without paying any price?"

When reading this, Sylvia's white fingers trembled slightly.

In an instant, a certain guess emerged in her mind.

"Yes, that's right."

"If you see this, Xiao Ai will not discuss it, but with your wisdom, Xi Bao, you should have guessed what I did."

"Using a certain ancient holy relic, I usurped the identity and authority of Her Royal Highness, no, the Scarlet Queen's fantasy belt king, as well as all the causes and consequences of her distorting history."

"Haha, shouldering all the evil and sins of this world, as the last lonely king, guarding his territory on the throne until the moment when everything is wiped out by the power of correction."

"The emperor guards the country's gate, the king dies for the country, and rests with the country... Doesn't it feel cool?"

"But please don't be sad or anxious."

"I did stay in the fantasy belt to save Her Royal Highness, and I was guilty of distorting history, but your correction power is not enough to kill me."

"Especially Xiao Ai, please believe me no matter what! Don't do anything stupid like hurting yourself or dying for me!"

"You know me so well, you should know that I dream of becoming a harem king. Now that my ambition has not been fulfilled, how could I fall here so casually?"

Reading this, Sylvia looked back at Ailora beside her unconsciously.

But she saw that the blonde girl was still silent. She just looked up at the contents of the letter in the air. There was no emotion on her delicate face like ice.

"Sylvia, Xiao Ai, I think you must have always been curious about why I can enter the remnant of history?"

"I have always been curious myself, but in short, I am indeed very special. I have tried many times, and no matter how I modify the general trend of history, the correction force seems to have no effect on me."

"Of course, even if it is not crushed into dust by the correction force, because the fantasy belt is corrected, the turbulent time turbulence is enough to make anyone completely lost in it."

"But I still have a way."

The handwriting on the letter paper paused here.

"Remember that annoying cup and the invitation from the Golden Dawn?"

"Although I don't know what the Golden Dawn's invitation to me was for, they did help me a lot... It is a special world independent of history, and I can use it as a coordinate to not get lost in the long river of time."

"But, this also means that I will wander in the turbulence of time and space for a long time, until the riots of the long river of time subside and I find the way home."

"The speed of time in reality is different from that in history. I think you shouldn't have to wait too long in reality, maybe a few days, maybe a few weeks or a few months."

"But the time I have personally experienced may be a few years or even decades..."

"It must be uncomfortable for a person to wander alone in the long river of time for several years or even decades... But this may not be a bad thing, but a kind of atonement for me."

The handwriting here becomes a little softer.

"Silvia, my Xibao, I have always felt guilty towards you."

"Because of my careless words at that time, you buried yourself in the White Tower. In the dark, dark grave, you endured loneliness and pain and waited for me for five hundred years."

"That feeling, just thinking about it makes me feel so distressed."

"I have always felt that I am not qualified to accept your feelings."

"So, I want to try to experience that feeling... Although the length of this time may not be one tenth of the loneliness and loneliness you have experienced."

"But I think, when I come back from the end of time."

"I can really hug you without any scruples and without any guilt."

"Then, announce to the whole world that you are my lover and my fiancée."

The black handwriting ends here.

And the white letter paper slowly faded, turning into crystal fragments and scattered.

"Xia Ya, brother."

Looking at the end of the letter paper, the confession words containing emotions.

The light in Sylvia's silver eyes could no longer be suppressed.

"Obviously..."

"Even if you don't do this, I don't care."

The witch's muttering drifted away with the wind, and no one heard it.

But the next moment, the light of the holy spear that suddenly shone in the room made Sylvia look back in surprise.

Then, she saw.

Around the blonde girl behind her.

The long river of time that had become illusory and even close to disappearing surged again.

"Miss Aurora...?"

Looking at Aurora behind her, Sylvia couldn't help but show a little confusion.

"I know that Xia is lying to me, I knew it from the beginning."

Aurora's figure was slowly fading, but for the first time, a smile appeared on her cold and pretty face.

"He is such a guy who likes to hide all his thoughts and secrets. When encountering problems, he would rather show off than let people around him worry..."

"It was like this before, and it is like this time too."

The beautiful sky-blue eyes of the blonde girl also carried some hard-to-disguise heartache.

"I know him too well."

"Although he looks mature and calm on the surface, as if everything is under control, he is afraid of loneliness to death."

"So he saved me in Ceylon even at great risk, and took in Su Lun who was homeless at the time..."

"With Char's ability, he actually doesn't need our fighting power, or money, investment returns and other benefits."

"What he needs is actually just the company of his companions."

That's why Arora still misses Su Lun's decision to leave at that time, even many years later.

"When he learned that I didn't board the steam train to the White Tower, although he complained verbally, I know that Char was very happy in his heart."

"If no one is with him, he will definitely feel lonely and want to cry, or even give up on himself."

"So--"

The cold words carried a hint of determination that shocked Sylvia.

"I must go to accompany her."

The Holy Sword owned by the second princess Isadella can allow her to travel through time and come to Esgania a thousand years ago.

So, having the same status as the Holy Sword.

Also because of Cain, the Holy Spear that left an indelible mark in history a thousand years ago can naturally do it.

The next moment, Aurora's figure completely faded.

In the huge hotel luxury suite, only the stunned Blue Silver Witch was left.

…

Upstream of the long river of time, the fantasy belt.

Char sat on the black iron throne.

The endless collapse brought by the correction force did not stop until it touched the throne.

Then it collapsed and disappeared.

Only the magnificent throne remained, hanging alone on the roaring time.

Following the chaotic turbulence, he drifted around, not knowing where to go.

"Master, according to estimates, the turbulence caused by the destruction of the fantasy zone will last for three months in real time."

"Converted to the time you feel in the fantasy zone, it is about nine to ten years."

Yui's voice, transmitted along the connection of the fifth soul contract, echoed in Char's mind.

"Ten years?"

Char sat on the black iron throne, looking at the empty throne room around him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

When he pretended to say goodbye, he was free and easy.

But when he really faced it, he could only know the cold and warmth.

"I miscalculated. I should have let Yui copy a lot of pornographic books to kill time."

Char leaned weakly on the throne, looking at the metal dome of the palace.

This empty and quiet throne room will become his entire world in the next ten years.

If you think positively, these ten years are actually extra time compared to reality. If you use it for cultivation, it should be enough to upgrade your spiritual power to legendary, or even more.

By then, even if I am in front of Sylvia and Her Royal Highness, I should not have to worry about being the one being ridden.

But——

Looking at the empty and quiet world in front of me, feeling the pets such as Silver, Shining, and Red in the Soul Contract Space, who can only fall into a deep sleep because they can't adapt to the turbulence of time.

Xia Ya's heart still rose with a trace of loneliness that was difficult to hide.

In these years, he has long been accustomed to the hustle and bustle.

He is even more accustomed to the company of the girl next to him.

It's like you have a cat, and you don't feel anything on weekdays, but once it really leaves, you will never see it meowing to welcome you when you go home and look for it everywhere.

That feeling of loss will be difficult to hide and surge into your heart like a tide.

However, the next moment

He saw that in the dark and silent river of history, a light suddenly shone again.

It was a pure silver lance.

Carrying its host, it pierced the long river of time.

In the roaring turbulence of time, a silver-white lance broke through the waves and went upstream.

Then, it arrived at the throne room at the moment before the fantasy belt completely collapsed.

After a few breaths.

Char heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.

And the faint, but nostalgic sandalwood fragrance.

The light golden hair swayed in the dark air.

"I'm here, Char."

Accompanied by the sweet voice of the girl like the sound of nature.

Two soft and boneless little hands gently wrapped around Char's waist.

"Just as we agreed at the beginning..."

"Neither death nor time itself can separate us."

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