Chapter Seventy-One: The Falling Pancakes

In the winding passages of the underground palace, the sound of lonely footsteps continues to echo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Charlotte constantly recalls the touching and happy past, like a lonely soul sinking into the deep sea, feeling the endless darkness and painful oppression.

He remembered the first time he saw Cecilia on the fruit tree, the little girl sitting alone on the swing, the late summer sun shining on the girl, reflecting the beautiful silhouette. At that time, they didn't expect to have a short-term marriage relationship.

He remembered the first time he saw Claire in the tavern, when the boy slammed the tray on the wooden table in the tavern with a gloomy face, and the drinks on the tray splashed with crystal water. At that time, they never thought that they would become brothers who could be entrusted with their lives.

He remembered the first time he saw Edie in the slums, the boy looking at everyone warily, the sun shining in the dilapidated bungalows, and the dust dancing in the atmosphere like elves. At that time, they never thought that they would become close comrades-in-arms.

Thoughts are like clouds changing, and the flickering candle flame intermittently reflects the shadow of the person like a demon with teeth and claws, the yin wind is howling, and the cold air of the underground palace is deep into the bones.

Charlotte pushed open the door of the side hall, and his shadow was strangely illuminated by the candlelight, and he walked lonely towards the center of the side hall.

"Charlotte!" said the magic book covered with white jade, "what are you doing here?"

This is the Tactical Deduction Hall!

The illusion has not yet been applied to the center of the altar, and in the last reincarnation, it was originally the place where the deduction sand table was located, but now there is a hideous skull.

"It's nothing......" Charlotte's voice was overly calm, "don't you think it makes more sense to start over where you failed last time and make it all the better?"

"What to start over?"

The book transforms into a silver-haired two-ponytail Lori, and Elle looks up at Charlotte, her immature little hands holding his sleeves.

"There are many meanings to starting over...... For example, to change your mind, to start a new adventure and journey, or to ...... Whatever. ā€

Charlotte stopped, and he patted El's plush head gently, "El. Actually, I wanted to ask you a question a long time ago. What do you think...... Who am I to you?"

The former owner, Lu Sien? Charlotte didn't ask.

In fact, he had doubts a long time ago. Why do you have the memory of Lu Sien, why does Lu Si En's Book of Etroac recognize you as the master, and why do you feel the reset of the timeline and the change of the world line?

Is he the otaku Ayu?or Charlotte Clayderman?or the Lord of Time of the Megatron Multiverse. K. Clayderman?

The triple identity was like an invisible mountain oppressing him. He thought that if a person could not even recognize himself, it would undoubtedly be the saddest thing......

"What are you talking about? Are you irritated by that poisonous guy in the Eye of Time?" Elle tiptoed in the air to test the temperature of Charlotte's forehead, she squinted at Charlotte with disdain, "Who else can you be besides Charlotte the stupid megalomaniac!"

Elle's words were like a beam of light illuminating herself in the deep sea, making Charlotte feel that the oppressive feeling of cold and chest tightness around her was no longer so unbearable. This made him realize that the most painful thing in life is not how lonely, painful, and desperate it is, but how to find no direction.

And now, a glimmer of light illuminates its own direction in the deep sea!

The corners of Charlotte's mouth curved slightly, and he patted Elle's head and said softly, "You're right!"

Charlotte...... I'm sorry......" Elle sat on Charlotte's shoulder, her delicate and small jade feet swaying back and forth, and the originally stupid young girl bowed her head like an adult in trouble.

"I know you are saddened by the departure of Claire, Cecilia, and Edie...... Sorry, I'm not like the Eye of Time, and I don't have the ability to reset planes. I...... I can't help you with anything......"

Charlotte smiled stunned. He crouched down, stroked El's long, silky silver hair with his right hand, and hugged her deeply in his arms.

"No! I'm sorry, you've done enough. Rather, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Charlotte murmured, "In the corridor of time and space, it's not that you and I will never be able to solve that puzzle; in this incident, it wasn't you and I who would have been defeated by Lilith...... I owe you so much......"

"I'm the weakest, I'm nothing without you!I'm the worst Root Artifact host in history...... Elle, it's good to have you by my side!"

The warm liquid moistened El's light clothes, and Elle couldn't help but redden.

Charlotte...... As I said, you're the best mage ever, and no matter what happens, Elle will be with you on this journey!"

"Hahahaha...... Thank you, El! It's the most touching confession I've ever heard!" Charlotte laughed, patting Elle on the head and standing up, "It doesn't seem like a heavy topic for the two of us to tease at all!

His eyes sparkled, "Start asking! What will happen to Elle if her most precious jewel is missing?"

"It's gone, it's gone!" Elle wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and replied with Charlotte with a dismissive expression.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Let's put it another way. What will Elle do if she accidentally drops her strawberry pancakes?"

Elle clenched her fists, her cheeks flushed, and she was emotional: "Then you still need to ask! Of course, you should pick it up and eat it immediately!"

Charlotte looked down and laughed.

"What the hell, what are you laughing at, be careful I bite you to death, really bite you!" Elle puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"How so!" Charlotte patted Elle on the head, "You're right, I'm going to pick up my lost pancakes right now!"

"What pancakes?"

Elle tilted her head in confusion.

She saw Charlotte kneeling on the ground, her expression as serious as if she were performing a sacred ritual. He slowly drew Cecilia's knightly sword, turned it around in the dim atmosphere of the side hall, and aimed the tip of the sword at his throat.

"Charlotte!! what do you want to do-!"

"Charlotte!

Elle held out her hand to Charlotte, and behind her, Vivien Leigh screamed in terror.

However, it was too late!

Charlotte's eyes were closed, her expression serious and sacred, and he stabbed the knight's sword into his throat with a determined movement.

The one-handed sword pierced the atmosphere in the dim dungeon, as bright, majestic, and resolute as a bolt of lightning!

The shining blade pierced into the throat, and the scarlet and gorgeous blood bloomed like a beautiful but sad flower, blooming poignant petals......

"If we can have a chance to do it all over again, let's see each other in the near future......"