For a moment, he stood up in disbelief!

The long black hair fluttering in the wind, the starry robe standing long, standing in front of Alvira, who was crouching on the ground, alert and frightened, was not Lu Sien or anyone!

- But, how could Rusin be here!?

"Surprised? He's not Lu Sien, it's just a video model in my memory. Sylvia answered his doubts very well.

Charlotte noticed that Lu Sien's eyes in the distance were slightly dull, although his momentum was amazing, but there was no agility in his eyes. No, it's better to say that the current Lu Sien doesn't look like a radiant king, but like an old man with a gray heart.

Perhaps that's because, in Sylvia's memory, Rusin is more like a silent ghost who wanders in the past.

- But, what's going on with that spell?!

Lu Sien, who was wearing a starry robe, pointed with his hand, and the sky collapsed in an instant!

The space is shattered, with Alvira as the center, and the fragmented space forms a storm vortex that rotates and then restricts from the outside to the inside like a hurricane.

Huge spatial fragments reached the sky and the earth, like a dragon absorbing water, forming a tornado storm connecting heaven and earth. Alvira, who was at the center of the storm, did not hesitate to unleash her divine power, and the blackest shadow opened her teeth and claws, like a monster that was dozens of feet high.

However, in the Traces of Heaven, the Shadow Monster was easily shredded by space debris, and the Shadow Monster within screamed in fear, but it was completely unable to resist the storm that destroyed everything.

"Does he have the strength of a king!?" Charlotte asked in shock.

"No, it's not. Of course, he didn't have a real space-time throne, and the only reason why he was able to use that spell was because I understood the principle of that spell. ”

Sylvia replied patiently. As if to give Charlotte a better understanding of the changes, she rose from her throne and stood side by side with Charlotte.

"Look at that. Here I can create all the models of the characters that exist in my memory, and as long as I can understand their abilities, they will have the capabilities of their heyday. Except, of course, the king. ”

Looking at where Sylvia was pointing, Charlotte couldn't help but gasp.

On the distant horizon, I don't know when a dense crowd of figures appeared, like an endless army, following the king's orders.

An oppressive dragon roar was heard in the distant sky, and Charlotte looked up to see a huge golden dragon soaring with its wings outstretched. Above the dragon's head, a young man in silver armor with short black hair fluttering smiled brightly!

"Ancestor Claudien!"

It was none other than the world's number one knight king, Claudine Clayderman, the head of the Three Saints of Annihilation, and his comrade-in-arms, Casper, the golden dragon!

"Hah, my sister Sylvia, what's the matter? Is it time to fight side by side again?"

The dragon spreads its wings and blows a hurricane, and Claudine and Casper hover over the throne and shout. Charlotte looked at the ancestor who had come into contact with him in the Endless Corridor, and found that although he had a bright smile, his black pupils did not have the same radiance as in the Endless Corridor.

It's like a black pearl in a sculpture, lifelike but empty and lonely.

"But the reason why it is called the Empty Court of Ideals is because these people are all just models in my memory, and do not have real souls. My magic frames their bodies, my memories set their patterns of action, my chaotic dreams and rational thoughts keep the world in constant flux, and they act according to their personalities in the moment-to-moment changes of the empty courtyard, hurting and dying, but before long they will be reshaped by my memories. ”

Even if it wasn't a real life, Charlotte could have imagined the greatness of the spell. Sylvia is the creator of this world, and it exists on Sylvia's memories, thoughts, dreams, and magic.

When the mood is upset, the empty court will be ever-changing, and the weather will be uncertain, and when the war is deduced, the empty court will be full of turbulence and war.

In other words, the world is real in Sylvia's dreams, not as Charlotte imagined, which only starts to work when spells are cast. How huge is the magic power of the Root King, and how deep is the understanding of the Root, it is only then that Charlotte has a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.

INTERVIEWER Will I really be able to reach such a field?

A moment of wavering turned into firmness, and Charlotte shouted silently in the bottom of her heart!

- No, I have to reach such a realm, and even surpass it, because this is what I want to do from the bottom of my heart!

As Charlotte pondered, the empty court changed again.

The noise of the world has stopped, and the exhausted witch and Nancy, who are enemies of the world, have just seen the dawn of hope. However, at the moment of seeing the endless army, the two who originally thought that they had defeated Sylvia suddenly fell into the abyss of despair!

"Teacher!"

Completely unable to get into the fight, Kathleen finally found a respite, trembling but extra stubborn in front of the army.

Then, the proud female mage's silver teeth gritted, and finally bent the proud knee.

Kneeling on the ground, Kathleen begged for Sylvia in front of the throne.

"Your Majesty! If you still remember those feelings of thousands of years ago, please spare my teacher! I, I am willing to be punished in place of the teacher!"

"Kathryn!"

Nancy tries to pull up the disciple she sees as her daughter, but Kathleen stubbornly refuses.

"Charlotte, please beg Her Majesty Sylvia! As long as Your Majesty is willing to spare the teacher, I will not complain about whatever you want me to do!"

"Kathryn ......"

Charlotte didn't want to see the groveling appearance of this proud female mage, she was supposed to be an independent, proud, confident girl, and she shouldn't have been prostrate on the ground and shattered her pride to the ground.

But Charlotte would not intercede, because he knew that if the people present left, the identity of Sylvia's second generation of illusion lords and the secret of his own reincarnation as Lu Sien would be exposed.

- Catherine is the only one......

"Sister, Kathleen used to help me, so ......"

"I see. ”

The army led by Claudine no longer moved, but faintly surrounded Catherine and the other three.

"Nancy, do you know why I have endured your provocations for thousands of years?"

Nancy's face darkened, and she did not reply.

"This is the last time I will call you my sister, and I want you to swear your soul that everything that happens today will not be revealed to the outside world, whether explicitly or implicitly. ”

Catherine looked ecstatic and kowtowed deeply to Sylvia, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Teacher?"

"I'm sorry, Sylvia. Nancy closed her eyes, "I was just an orphan who lost my home in the war, controlled by a criminal syndicate and reduced to the lowest pickpocket and beggar." ”

When he opened his eyes again, those royal blue eyes shone with brilliant light.

"But that winter night, as I curled up in a tattered corner, worried about the night's beatings. When I was so enchanted that I stretched out my hand of sin to the beautiful woman with long blond hair, as if it were fate, a miracle happened!"

Nancy's eyes rippled, and she looked at the witch beside her, "She grabbed my dirty little hand and said to me in a stern tone like a mother, 'If you continue to steal like this, you will lose all your dignity as a human being, and those who do not have dignity are garbage'!"

"It was she who taught me dignity, she taught me strength, and she taught me the principles of being a human being!" The thousand-year-old legendary voice choked up, "It was she who made me hold my head high and feel the perseverance that I must have as a human being!"

"I ...... I know that you are no longer the mother who will criticize me harshly, teach me how to behave, and gently praise me, and let me soar in the ocean of knowledge—"

Looking at the witch with complicated eyes, she wiped away her tears, sobbed, and then raised her head to face Sylvia with a resolute expression.

"I'm not you! I'm jealous of you! Sylvia! I'm jealous of your intelligence, jealous of your talent, jealous of your sanity! Because I can't always be sensible! It's not just you who wear a hollow mask! Even though I know it's the wrong path, I can only wear that hypocritical mask and imitate the mother in my memory with a gentle smile, and then I have the strength to move on!"

"Teacher !!"

"So! I refuse—" Nancy declared aloud, "if this is a nightmare, then let me go to the end with my mother in this nightmare——!!

Not only the witch, but even Sylvia was in a mood at this moment.

Unable to remain calm any longer, Sylvia's face turned extremely gloomy.

"The woman...... Is that the woman named Alini so special?"

Standing beside Sylvia, Charlotte could feel her sister's mood darken in an instant.

That's probably a frustration that can't be surpassed by the other party no matter what, right?

The same question came to Charlotte's mind.

- Alini...... Is it really so charming? Even after thousands of years of falling, are so many people still see her as the light that lights up the world?

Of course, Charlotte remembered her sister Vivien Leigh.

Could that cute, stubborn, idealistic hot-blooded fool really be the reincarnation of Eleni? Is she really the first phantom lord with extraordinary charm and courage and light to many people?

'I want to be a knight like my father, so that I can protect everyone!'

When I was a child, I liked to hear you tell me stories about knights, who were righteous, great, and dared to challenge the powerful and evil! They slay dragons, they hunted demons, they protected the weak, they defended the truth! They ...... Does it really not exist in reality?'

'Despite the pain, despite the hesitation, you have to move forward!'

'I can't agree with your ideas!'War must not break out because of the unrighteous desires and willful attitudes of the leaders!The knight should be an unbreakable shield against justice and the weak!' though I am still confused...... Look for the flame of the Sword of Guardianship!, but you're right about one thing!

Memories rolled through her mind, and Charlotte smiled.

My sister is such an attractive girl!

Charlotte looked at the woman in front of her chasing the back in her memory, hesitated, and finally said with an unbearable attitude.

"But your real teacher is not her! your real mother, Eleni, with a noble soul, is my sister Vivien Leigh—"