Darkness, darkness with no end in sight, consciousness seems to stop at this moment.

I'm dead?

That was Loren's first thought, and the only thing he could think of.

His last memory was of being pierced through his chest by Edward's bayonet sword, falling into the torrent of sewers, and... There's nothing then.

Everything was as perfect as he had planned, and it was all expected by himself;

Convincing the Night's Watch and everyone else that he is dead requires precise planning and arrangement - Edward's swordsmanship is so good that he is the only one who can hit the heart and avoid all fatal wounds perfectly, and the broken sword can also guarantee that it will not cause penetrating wounds.

They would have been suspicious of Edward, but they would not have been able to find evidence, and most importantly...... What Eckhart II wanted to do was to use his own life to deter the forces in the imperial capital, not really to take his own life.

It's humiliating to say, but... This is indeed the only key factor that can keep himself alive and Edward's immortality.

Rut Infinit, Eckhart II...... They don't have a direct reason to kill themselves, there are some things that can't be put on the table, and it is officially because they have this that the next plan can be implemented.

Recklessness and impulsiveness never belong to a wizard, careful planning and enough courage are the keys to turning the tide.

He planted the fire and completed the first step in overthrowing Rut Infinit, and it was a shame not to kill him, but it was also part of the plan.

Of course, it's impossible not to pay the price... And now I am suffering the consequences of all this.

The body is getting colder and colder, the temperature is becoming less and less, and the consciousness is becoming more and more blurred, and I can only feel everything in front of me gradually blurring, dim, and dark.

Why... It seems that even the memory is starting to blur?

Myself... Isn't it really going to die......

Blurry images keep flashing in front of my eyes, illogical and confusing... Everything seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember it at all.

Falling, falling non-stop, boundless darkness... There is no light, no sound, no temperature.

Myself... Is this falling into the dream world?

Suddenly, the fall stopped, and everything calmed down... Although I can't see the familiar picture, I feel so comfortable and pleasant, and if I have to describe it, it is like the moment before sleeping.

It doesn't get much more comfortable and relaxing than this.

At the moment when everything was settled, Loren seemed to faintly hear something... It felt like something was moving, and it felt like something had been heard somewhere.

Soon, the sound grew louder and clearer, and Loren finally remembered that it was the sound of the dam discharge!

The boundless darkness receded like a flood, and the black-haired wizard who was still falling just now felt like he was rising! Like the earth under his feet, the whole world was moving upwards with him!

At the moment of rapid rise, the air pressure seemed to be rising rapidly, and the black-haired wizard only felt that his whole body was about to be flattened, and he couldn't even breathe, and he couldn't even move a finger!

Wait, why... Will I know this?

Why... I... Seems familiar with these?

I... Who is it?

"Loren Turin. ”

In the dark, the sound was unusually clear.

As if waking up from a dream, Loren suddenly opened his eyes!

Familiar study, fireplace, midnight at Wimpal College outside the window... He sat in a comfortable chair in front of the fireplace, and Dalton Kander sat opposite, staring at him with the eyes of the first time they met.

"Mentors, mentors, ......"

"Your expression is confused, and that's good. Dalton Kander's voice was as harsh as ever, like a blade: "This shows that... You are finally beginning to realize your place in the world. ”

"Not early, not late, just right. ”

Loren raised an eyebrow, his expression puzzled.

"Anyone who has come into contact with the Void and become a wizard has had ambitions—a thirst for power, a thirst for change, a desire to be no longer themselves. Dalton's tone was as cold as ice:

"But in the end... All these ambitions will dissipate, why?"

This is not a question, but an answer - Loren bowed slightly: "Because of the power of the void, because of the self that has been broken again and again." ”

If you want to gain more power, if you want to know more about the Void, you must construct your own theories again and again to form new ideas and destroy the previous one...... Such a process is no less than the cycle of life and death again and again.

The more powerful the wizard, the more he will repeat this process over and over again... Gradually, as the number of reincarnations increases and they get older, they become more and more indifferent to the present world.

Such an indifferent mood makes them also have a lower and lower need for reality, as long as they live - in the eyes of outsiders, this is weakness, and they can even continue to compromise when possible.

"Yes, but not always. Dalton continued, "There are still people... In the reincarnation again and again, he did not change his original intention, clinged to his ambitions, and did the most desperate struggle at any cost. ”

Loren's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he thought of a few people.

Master Corona and Master Albert Tarot are both counted as one.

Peter, the dean of Wimpal Academy, is barely half.

"Your problem lies with you. Dalton stared at the black-haired wizard closely, his eyes becoming painful and depressed: "Your physique allows you to blur the edge of the void and matter, and your will not only does not dissipate in the process of reincarnation, but grows stronger!"

"You desperately suppress your impulses and sensibilities, in exchange for madness under reason—your strength is based on the fact that you can do what others dare to think but dare not do, and you can be cautious to the point of foolproofness, even if you have to risk your life to do so. ”

"That is... Am I wrong?" Loren muttered under his breath.

"Right and wrong are also relative. Dalton shook his head: "Accustomed to following the rules, accustomed to being reasonable, afraid of hurt and frustration, wanting everything to be in order, fear of hurt and pain......"

"To do so, I want to... It's all right, but it doesn't mean breaking the rules, rejecting order... It's wrong. Dalton was expressionless:

"Who told you that you can't control your own destiny?"

"Who told you that you must be deferential and patient with the powerful?"

"Who told you that you can't be the one who controls the fate of others, so that they can no longer interfere in anything with you?"

Loren raised an eyebrow: "Sounds like... Like a madman?"

"That's true... Doing so would be tantamount to death, and it doesn't seem to have much chance of success...... But, it's not impossible!"

Loren's eyes widened suddenly, and he was shocked!

"Ah——!h

There was a heart-rending roar, but the cold air sprinkled his heart like nectar, waking him up from the darkness.

I'm alive......

I'm not dead?!

Loren's eyes widened in apprehension, his mind went blank and he could only feel the cold of his hands and feet, and he couldn't move.

Just when he was still shocked by this incident, he didn't notice that there was a group of people around him who were more shocked than him.

"He's awake!"

"He—He's still alive?!"

"This kid isn't dead? I saw him breathe with my own eyes, with my own eyes!"

"Holy Cross, deceit, deceit, deceit, deceit... Zombies!"

Desperately opening his eyes, Loren saw a group of people surrounding him, shouting and screaming.

It's noisy... A drowsy Loren couldn't help but grit his teeth.

The feeling of shaking, and the cloudy air...... Yourself, which is on board?

That's right, I should have fallen into the gem river when I came out of the sewer, and I floated to the surface of the river when I was unconscious, and I was rescued by them by chance.

Well, it should be.

Without opening his mouth, Loren had already figured things out... He looked up at the man in front of him who was wearing an eyepatch, sloppy, and had a wooden prosthetic leg tied.

It looks very vicious, but I didn't expect to be a good person... Loren thought to himself.

"Well, may I ask you......" The chapped and numb lips made it extremely difficult to open his mouth to the black-haired wizard, "Where is this?"

"Oh... Well, we're on the Black Sparrow!"

The one-eyed man with broken legs trembled, and seemed to have palpitations and didn't dare to step forward: "I'm Ed the ship of this ship, and they all call me the black blind man!"

While speaking, he also "enthusiastically" took out something from his arms, but how it looked like a knife, pointed at the drowsy black-haired wizard:

"Hit, hit, hit... Robbery!"