"'She'?" Sachses asked rhetorically, "it seems to me that the creator has no gender. ”

“...... But she gave birth to an egg......" Ed blurted out, swallowing the word "egg" back in half—even though it was true, it always felt a little wrong to say it.

"It wasn't 'her' that gave birth. Sacses corrected, and there seemed to be a smile in his empty eyes.

Ed shut up in embarrassment, speechless. Xingyi did appear in front of him in the form of a little girl, but it was not herself...... That's one of the images that Ni'o used.

"You've been to the other side of the world...... You've seen her. Sacthis's tone was not inquiry, so there was no need to answer, "I can't see through the border, but I do know she exists." When you take my ...... Form, after being in this world for a long time, you will know a lot of things. ”

The elf reached out and brushed the small fountain beside him. His fingers passed through the water, causing a slight ripple...... It was so faint that it was as if the wind was blowing.

And he couldn't feel his temperature anymore.

"You also once turned into the wind and flew all the way to White Rock Island. He looked up and smiled at Ed, "What did you feel then?"

Ed thought for a while, and could only reply: "...... A lot. ”

"yes...... A lot. Sackses sighed in a low voice, "It was only after I died that I really saw the world in another way." When I become one with it, I can see a lot of what happened in the past...... The beginnings, which will be forgotten by all life, are still left in the rocks and dirt, the wind and the water. I could even hear its muffled whispers, as if it had a soul of its own. But when I get too involved, I lose myself a little bit, and I only feel light, not afraid, so it's hard to be vigilant – and that's something you have to be careful about. ”

Ed nodded in acceptance of the kind reminder, but wanted to ask more in his heart: "Then do you know that the real creator is also your father in a sense?"

The fact that Xingyi had never said anything he couldn't tell others might have eased the hatred in Sachses' heart...... But for some reason, he didn't dare to ask.

"Xingyi, she is the original, and perhaps the last, creator. Sachses told him, "The gods don't have the power to 'create the world,' after all, they are only created...... This world was originally only a part of the remnants of the oldest world after countless destructions. And Xingyi, perhaps a little of consciousness left by the original creator, was reborn by this world that refused to die out completely......"

His voice, occasionally sounding like a star, seemed to come from a distant time and space, clear and solid, yet ethereal and long.

He couldn't see everything, but the little pieces he picked up over a long period of time were enough to piece together many stories. The flowers that have never bloomed in the language of any race, through the mist and dust that cannot be brushed away, still show strong colors and thrilling beauty.

He was unconsciously immersed in it. By the time he came to his senses, they were sitting around the fountain, among the soft pillows on the floor, and the crows were glaring at him coldly.

"I thought it was my lunch. She said.

Ed looked down - he was holding the last scone in his hand...... And already a bite.

"Don't you like to eat......" he said curtly.

However, the tender lamb chops were already cold on the plate, and there was no scone left that was disgusted - he definitely didn't eat it alone!

Sachses laughed pleasantly, even though he could not eat anything.

It seemed to be the first time he had laughed out loud. Ed looked at him, but his eyes were still empty.

Perhaps this is the case with all souls who have lost their lives...... Like all soulless life, it is never whole.

The shadow cast by the sun tells Ed that he has been here for a long time. He had heard a lot, and what he had received was beyond his expectations, but he still felt that that was not the real purpose of Saxes' visit.

When he stopped cautiously trying to ask, but chose to ask directly, Sachses answered him frankly.

"I'm here for another option. For what Felicity found, another possibility. ”

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When the full moon rose, Ed had not left. The circle that guarded the place was always stronger in the moonlight, and the serpentine electric currents flickered, reflecting the flickering light in the eyes of Sacess.

Now Ed knew that the circle was not Felicity's. A whisperer from White Rock Island had been here, when Felicity had passed away and the temple had fallen into Ante's hands.

She came to look for something, but she couldn't find it, so she had to secretly set up a magic circle to protect the place where it was most likely to be hidden. That's a bit redundant, and it's even likely to arouse unnecessary suspicion, but most of the whisperers who have been on White Rock Island for too long are too simple.

She sent the news back, but was not able to return to White Rock Island.

"She's missing...... I can't even find her soul. Sachses lowered his eyes, "Things were a little ...... on White Rock Island at that time Worst. I was gradually unable to suppress the other soul, it had devoured many people on the island, and I could only do my best to get the others to leave and give them some tasks......"

Otherwise, most people would not be willing to leave the island, the only place where they could live in peace.

In fact, almost all of the whisperers on the island are women, and most of them are peaceful and docile. That's not because male whisperers don't exist, but because it's always easier for men to find another way out. It has nothing to do with the strength of one's own power - the world, even Ruttger, who is less contemptuous of women, has always been more tolerant of men. Strong or determined, like the Raven or Felicity, are in the minority.

When Felicity left White Rock Island, she actually accepted a "mission" - it was more like a request. For she was stronger than all whisperers without almost no guidance, and because of the other soul with whom she coexisted, Sachses hoped that she would find another way for her kind.

He gave them a place to stay, but after a long period of protection, he realized that it was actually a kind of confinement. He didn't want them to be imprisoned on that island forever, like him.

He had hoped that Felicity would find his father's staff, which was the key to a small world created by Janakga.

It was the spotted leaf dragon's gift to its elven wife, a safe and wonderful world created for them and their sons.