"Is this the power of Gensokyo's world? It's a little different from what I thought. ”

Looking at the familiar scene around Gensokyo, Claude couldn't help but say this.

It's a very different high-tech picture from Gensokyo, with tall buildings, thousands of buildings, and sports cars floating on the side of the road running one after another, and they don't consume any electricity or fuel, but are high-tech products called 'magic energy blocks'.

This is Midcherda, the founding place of the Temporal Authority, one of the three most powerful civilizations under the stars.

At the same time, it is also the birthplace of the identity of 'Claude'......

"Then what do you think the power of the world should be?"

Yakumo Zi also looked around, she had obviously not used this kind of power for a hundred years, but now she was not a little rusty when she used it, on the contrary, she had a deeper understanding of her own power after walking the cultivation process again.

"It is true that most of the world's power is used for battle, and each of the seven most famous mutated worlds in the void has the power to make people invincible at the same level or even challenge beyond the level, but ...... Who decreed that the power of the world must be used in battle? Minecraft, Gensokyo, called 'Paradise', has never been thought of fighting since its inception! ”

Yakumo Zi gently fanned the folding fan in her hand, and a pair of eyes were even more smiling at the moment, even after such a long time, she couldn't help but let out the most sincere smile after taking back her world.

Can......

"Sue me, what are you going to do with 'her'?" Claude asked, frowning.

I don't know when no one has passed in the space of more than ten meters around the two. And Claude, who unleashed the spell 'Idler Dispel'. His eyes. But he never left Yakumo Purple from beginning to end.

He was waiting for an answer. Although they had only lived together for more than a week, Claude understood that Yakumo was by no means a person who liked to go on a rampage, and like most ancient immortals, the woman in front of her was also a terrifying being with infinite experience and could turn it into a weapon.

As for Yakumo Murasaki, who was stared at by Claude......

"Why deal with 'her'?"

Listening to Claude's question, she actually gave such a rhetorical question at this time. A rhetorical question that Claude would never have thought of.

"Hmm......"

Claude was speechless for a while, but soon, after reacting, he understood what Yakumo Zi meant.

"It turns out that you were going to sit on the sidelines from the beginning?"

This is not a difficult answer to guess. From beginning to end, Yakumo Murasaki just wanted to take back her own world, and as for who the inhabitants of the world were, to be honest, she didn't really care at all.

Whether it's a mortal or a cultivator. Even immortals and gods just need to follow Gensokyo's rules. Then there is no problem at all.

As for the possibility of being usurped by the gods......

This, whether it is Claude or Yakumo Murasaki, is actually not too worried.

Just as immortals don't snatch bronze and silver items, gods who sit high above the starry sky won't snatch a world they don't even need.

"I really don't care about my people at all."

"Each other, but I heard Kanako say, oh, when you wandered, you rejected the confession of a young girl who didn't know how many years."

Claude and Yakumo Murasaki, two people with similar faces but on completely different paths, stood in this silent world, their faces filled with smiles, like the moon hanging high in the night sky, lonely and indifferent at the same time, but exuding a deadly light enough to attract any star.

…… As cars come and go, time passes quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a little halo dyes the whole sky red.

"Let's go back." Yakumo yawned unladylikely, and then took out an eye bag with two strange eyes from his pocket, and after taking it on, he was ready to run to hibernate like a sleepy insect.

And Claude ......

“…… One last question. ”

Standing in place, he did not take a step, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to ask the doubts in his heart.

"If you had included me in the plan from the beginning, then...... What is the significance of Bo Li Reimu zài? ”

“……”

Yakumo Zi stopped, she stood in front of the gap, as if she was hesitating, and as if she didn't know how to answer, for a long time......

"You'll understand."

Giving such an answer, she jumped into the gap in the next second, and completely disappeared in front of Claude's eyes.

And Claude ......

"I'll get it...... Is it? With a chuckle, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sun that was about to fall below the horizon, "Do you think so, Lord God?" ”

“……”

The main god disguised as the sun did not answer, and Claude did not need his answer. Laughing softly, he thought like a puzzle that had solved many years, and with a wave of his hand, he tore the space around him.

"Since Yakumo Zi doesn't make a move, then, let me have a good time with you."

He placed the black chess piece in his hand in the void, and in the next moment, the figure of a Western chessboard quietly appeared and disappeared quietly. In that only momentary existence, the black chess pieces are still left before the white chess pieces are completely generalized...... One last step!

"It's check-mate."

Claude chuckled, and then, like Yakumo Murasaki, disappeared into the small world.

In the next second, the original silence was broken. In this small world circled by Claude, the flow of people and car shadows began to appear slowly, and soon, the last trace of discord was also diluted away, and the main god who looked at this qiē did not say anything or do anything from beginning to end.

It's like ...... For thousands of years, he has had the same attitude towards the entire starry sky.

……

Gensokyo, late at night.

Claude, who returned to Hakurei Shrine, as usual, laughed at the fight between Reimu, Marisa, and Fumibun while dealing with Lindy's attack.

Counting up, it had been twelve days since Claude entered Gensokyo.

This half-month period is nothing compared to the thousand-year-long wandering. But for Claude, the life in Gensokyo made him experience stability that he had never thought of.

Today was the same, after dinner and a little washing, Claude went back to his bedroom.

When he opened the quilt, he was ready for Lindy to suddenly jump out of it, but this time...... (To be continued......)