Gensokyo's tomorrow
It is not an exaggeration to say that the invasion crisis of the seventy-two pillars of the demon god can be said to be the biggest crisis in the history of Gensokyo, affecting the area all over Gensokyo, the old hell, there are the top heavens and the underworld, and even the demon god and the hell Satan have personally led the legion to support, in this short time but in the extremely bad consequences of the mutation, in addition to the monsters that are the main force of Gensokyo, the goblins have also played a great role and made great sacrifices, and many of the seriously consumed goblins led by Qiluno have even been resurrected after more than ten years.
"Fight and kill is still not suitable for Gensokyo." Hisali touched her shoulder, although her external injuries had healed, the recovery speed of her soul and magic wounds was slow, and now even if she entered her body with a high concentration of magic power, it would only recover slowly over a period of decades.
"Sisari-sama, are you still thinking about what happened back then? It's been over a year. Fuster stood by and looked at Hisali with some concern, and she even wondered if her master had also been mentally wounded, after all, the soul was so badly wounded.
"There were too many monsters that died that time, although many of them didn't know each other, but after all, they were residents of Gensokyo, especially the Renli Self-Police Team, Youkai Mountain and Forever Pavilion."
"Lord Heavenly Demon is said to have vomited blood and fainted when he saw the casualty report, and he was finally rescued, those Penglai people may be used to seeing death, and their tears have long been dried." Fuster is also full of sighs, Gensokyo's not such a tragic sacrifice since it stabilized.
"The Black Tower has also lost a lot of wizards, and I was even worried that Lulutia would once again lock herself up in that secret room for hundreds of years, but luckily she survived." Hisali looked at the portal to the manor next to her, she had been in the dark tower since that incident, rarely seeing people, and more than a year did not make it strange to feel outside the manor, after all, if the witch wanted to study forbidden spells, it was sometimes possible to retreat for several years, and when Hisali had been in the underground shelter for hundreds of years, she had not felt time passing. However, Fuster and the others, who had been taking care of Hisali, did know that she was not studying any powerful forbidden spells at all, but because she was depressed, so she used to study magic and educate students to vent, and under normal circumstances, it would be nothing for a witch to do this, but more than a year is too long.
"I think you're more worried than Lord Lulutia." Fuster shook her head and said, "If we weren't here to take care of you, you might be in retreat for hundreds of years without knowing it. ”
"I know, but some of the emotions are difficult to solve, I remember that when our family was destroyed by the church, I also studied magic in the basement for hundreds of years, and I slowly felt better." Hisali's magic books were piling up, but she didn't seem to have the realization.
"But at that time, you had a main goal, and now it feels like you're at a loss, and you can't last that long in these hundreds of years of manor, and the fact that you've produced so many junior and intermediate magic books in this year is a great benefit to the apprentices of the Black Tower." At the end of Fuster's speech, she looked at the mountain of magic books and couldn't help but tease, for a witch of the level of Sisari, it was very easy to create such low-level and mid-level magic books and theory books, Fuster would bring someone to clean them up every few days, and Lulutia and Deathwing Chika also came to persuade but it didn't seem to be of much use.
“。。。” Hisali was speechless, she understood the truth, but the knot was not so easy to unravel.
"You've got into the horns." Fuster shook her head and returned to the manor from the portal, the first thing she did was to enter the portal to the Lost House, although Fuster was not very relieved that Yakumo Purple, a monster sage whose attitude changed quickly in her eyes, came to persuade Hisali, but now there is no other way, all the people in Chelfer Manor who have a good relationship with Hisali are helpless, and Hisali is not bad for the rest, but once she gets into the tip of the horns, she can't get out, don't look at her saying that she has to rely on herself to untie this knot, but if she really relies on herself, she can't untie it for hundreds of years.
"Why, you finally remembered to ask me for help?" The corners of Yakumo's mouth curled slightly, and she jumped out of her bed.
"Yes, we're running out of options." Fuster shook her head helplessly.
"You can rest assured, it won't be long before I hand over a normal Hissari to you." Yakumo Zi pulled a gap beside him and got in.
"Is it really okay?" Fuster muttered to herself, she still had a little empty heart, you must know that Yakumo Purple is a person who will be beaten by her as long as someone talks about her age.
At this moment, Hisali picked up a piece of parchment and began to depict the magic array, and a figure suddenly jumped down from above and pounced on her at once, Yakumo Purple hugged Hisari and shouted her name while selling moe.
"Let me go, did you take any medicine?" Hisali was frightened by Yakumo's posture, and a phrase she had seen appeared in her mind: why did the old woman act like a virgin.
"How do you feel like you're thinking about something rude?" Yakumo looked at Hisari with a resentful expression, which made Hisari a little hairy.
"Uh, no, how can you think about strength? Well, no. ”
"At first glance, it's a weak heart, isn't it good to see that you are naturally like this? Why do you have to sigh like a resentful woman? Yakumo Murasaki let herself sit down on the table through the gap: "The casualties of that war remind you of those relatives and friends who died in the past?" I remember you've already walked out, why did you go back again? ”
"The Great Tengu sacrificed one-third, the Raven Tengu sacrificed half, the White Wolf Tengu sacrificed even more, the rabbit demons killed and injured more than half in order to protect the wounded, there is not one in the police team in the people, and the Wizard of the Black Tower has also lost a lot, so many surnames, more than ten times more than the number of our family back then."
"The Heavenly Demon came out quickly, Wenwen has only begun to exaggerate again after ten months, and it seems that you are the only one who is so depressed." Yakumo pointed at Hisari with a fan.
"I know everything...
"No, you don't understand, you just know the truths that are embodied in black and white, but you don't use them in life, no, to be exact, you did everything well before, but now you seem to have forgotten these truths." Yakumo's words choked Hisali.
At the portal, Fust looked at the serious Yakumo Zi with a smile on her face and retreated, she knew that as long as Yakumo Zi showed such an expression on her face, the result would not fail in most cases, except for the last time she was defeated by the demon god whose strength was far superior to herself.
Half an hour later, Hisali walked out, now in her mental state back to the way she was before the battle.
"Sisari-sama, you're coming out?" Fuster looked at the rejuvenated Hisali with a look of surprise.
"yes, I'm stupid, such a superficial thing." Hisali smiled and rubbed Fuster's head.
"What did Yakumo say?" Fuster enjoyed being touched with great pleasure, and her face grew redder.
"It's pretty much the same as you said, but in a different way."
"Huh?"
On the roof of Cherfer Manor, Yakumo felt the warm sunshine and smiled and said to herself, "Gensokyo is indeed better at peace, but the sacrifices we have made for this must not be a stumbling block to our progress." I really hope that there will be no more wars like this in the future, you say? Lazy Dragon. ”
As if in response to her words, a warm wind blew in the sky. (To be continued.) )