Chapter 179: Negative Voices Flow (Part II)

"I want to leave for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 Info" Fitney sighed and said to Greid, and walked slowly towards the river.

She'd been like this many times - Greid just thought she needed to be alone for a while.

Fitney did need to be alone for a while.

She walked to the river, and then fell onto the lawn by the river—her eyes widened as she looked at the clear sky, and she felt that everything was so illusory—she remembered distinctly that it was in the school building, and with Leyta's abilities, she was obviously not good enough to store the spatial transfer spell on an oil painting.

If he had done so, Leitta would have surpassed Freisen's reputation and even Winchet Legrande.

Another trouble was obvious - she didn't know how to leave.

Even if the Letta who built this place returned, would she be able to help her get out of here under the pressure of public opinion? Fitney didn't even know why he wanted to leave here - to get revenge on Ed? But what was the point?

"But you can't die here?" said a voice in Fitney's ear—she was stunned and saw Themistocles.

Themistocles, who didn't seem to have come with her in order to maintain the spell, had appeared now, so Fitnair was a little surprised: "Has the spell been destroyed?"

"There's a very peculiar metal-refining property used to make this place - a special property that can be used to store mana to continuously charge this space. I'm sure the man who made this place is a real genius - it takes a lot of talent and hard work to do it all. Themistocles did not answer her words at once, but said.

"Do you mean your spells are the same? When did you become a magician? Fitney raised an eyebrow.

"Ha, all 'we' did use our past as the source of our creation before we were summoned by you, but in fact, we are all magicians in nature, but the difference in ability is just a difference. Themistocles said, "It takes enough talent and effort for you to create such an alchemical space, because the penetration rate of 'salt water' is limited. ”

"Salt water?" Fitney frowned.

"People here are used to calling it all the creation of Erentia, aren't they? But I like to use your more clear analogy, have you heard of the creation legend? Tiamat, the mother goddess who was split in half by Marduk, became the sky in the upper part and the ground in the lower part, thus forming a shell that resisted the salt water that made up Tiamat's body, and the Great Flood was caused by God poking a hole in the sky. ”

Fettnay remembered the story—the creation story of a world in which he had lived, and the story of Erentia was more like a story of God, unlike the old, cannibalistic legend.

"You mean magic is some kind of salt water that pours out of the cracks and into the world?" asked Fitney, "why do you know an ancient Babylonian myth as a man from the city-state of Athens?"

She didn't know why Themistocles was telling this story to herself.

"Actually, I really know. "But I know it in such detail because I have become a summoner who can be summoned—I just feel that they are similar in nature." ”

How was the resemblance? Fitney could not have asked more closely, for Themistocles' body seemed to have become a little more transparent.

Fitnair understood why he had come to him at this time—the time had come to summon.

"Rest assured, even if I die, the Athenian wall that I built at my suggestion will still be there - so the 'immortal wall' will not pass away because of my disappearance. Themistocles saw the doubt in Fettney's eyes, "I may have come to you a little abruptly, but I do want to tell you these things. ”

"Maybe there's something else you want to tell me?" Fitney could also see the doubt in Themistocles' eyes.

Talking about the creation story may just be thinking about how to open your mouth.

"Well—I might just say that you don't have to be so hateful. Themistocles thought for a moment and said, "Of course, my words are not convincing. ”

Fitney knew that his life had been full of ups and downs, very similar to her at this time.

"I don't have anything to be loyal to, at most I'm going to lose another place to shelter me at this point. "I don't understand my mood at this point, so I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do — I don't have much motivation to do anything else." ”

Fitney didn't like the place, but she didn't know she would.

She couldn't find a reason to hate other people, but she couldn't find a reason to forgive them.

"But at this time you have a friend to take care of, and he depends on you. Themistocles said.

Fitney was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she saw a white light flickering on the river, and by the river, she saw not her own reflection, but ......

"Fitney!" Fitney was surprised to see Follett on the surface of the water—and he was so surprised that he subconsciously shouted.

This is......

"That professor of yours also seems to be watching over here, through another alchemy prop in the flower room. Themistocles said, "But it needs to be opened in the flower room—I have just gone to find such a thing, and guided the boy to open it." ”

"Are you okay? I've heard something. Seeing that Fitney did not speak, Follett was silent for a moment and said.

Follett can still have such thoughts after knowing his "evil deeds", which can only be said to be because of his unique personality and the fact that he has already determined a certain idea.

Being able to make a completely opposite idea under public opinion, he is the most courageous person Fitney has ever met.

It also made her smile for the first time in a few days.

"I'm relieved to see you like this—let's meet again, and hopefully we can meet again. Fitnair wanted to speak, but when she heard Themistocles' words, she couldn't help but stand up and look at him.

"Thank you. Fitney exhaled, as if he had exhaled all the stress of the past few days.

She was suddenly grateful to them, to the summoners.

Themistocles did not speak, and remained smiling until he had completely disappeared.

Seemingly, there is some hope......

Fitney breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head, ready to respond to Follett's call from the water.

"This is where Greid is. Fitney said as he returned to the river again.