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When the first Santa Fes established the Transit Place, it was based on a temple - in the middle of the barren land, where it was impossible to interfere in the slightest place in all directions.

This is the temple of Ironia, the so-called goddess of creation.

She is "real".

——

Her existence is more "real" than any other god, knowing that she is the creator of the continent, the builder of rules, the giver of magic, and the protection of the continent by the Holy Dragon and Santa Fes - however, there are many beliefs on the continent, even if everyone knows her, and does not regard her as the "highest" one.

Because this is the world that she has "abandoned".

Possibility, then vanished into the world.

Left the Guardian behind, but also allowed the darkness to spread.

Giving living beings the power to use magic, but allowing talent to create many inequalities.

It gives living beings happiness, comfort, love, and so on, but it also leaves sin, corruption, bitterness, and so on.

She gives all and gives everything away.

The people of the past were like outcasts, living in a daze and without meaning, and a few were able to see the "end" – and those people were called Santa Fes.

"Everything on this continent is short-lived, and there are few sensible people—and you are an exception, so it is better to bless you...... Witness more of the unacceptable, haha. The loving but irresponsible goddess said, and set up the "deepest" data room in the transit place.

The so-called so-called data room of truth that only the Holy Dragon and Santa Fes can set foot in.

【②】

Shul pushed the door open, and was plunged into darkness.

After a while, everything around him gradually lit up - he seemed to fall into a world filled with stars, and there were dots of white light in the deep blue canopy, which occasionally flickered and mixed together to weave a brilliant and dreamy band of light—in the "ceiling" between "untouchable" and "within reach".

Is this a reference room?

Shuer thought so and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

The stars that were originally still suddenly "moved", and they were like petals in a stream, falling lightly down the water and floating beside Shuer.

The blonde boy blinked—he knew everything because of the bloodline of this holy dragon, but only for something other than Ironia.

This is a database created by Elletia herself, and her almost omniscient self has become ignorant at this time.

- What are they?

Stars, or ......

Shuer's eyebrows raised slightly, and he slowly stretched out his hand, landing on a little star—

- The star slammed into his eyes, causing him to take a step back.

Then there is a stardust-like picture that escapes, in which scenes are skipped.

"Sirise. Before he could see the picture clearly, a voice was already ringing in his ears.

This is......

The village is surrounded by dark red blood - it doesn't seem to have any such thing as "life" anymore.

The sound came from a room where a handful of "survivors" were locked in iron cages, some of them looking panicked and some of them expressing despair.

In the deepest recess, there are two women—Syris, as Shure knows, Celis and Agatha.

"Trust me, we'll get out alive...... We'll ......" Agatha held the hand of the skinny girl beside her, and said one by one, with the power to calm people's hearts.

“...... Well. Cylise replied, her face a little blurred in the frame—it was a barely changing, almost featureless," ...... Yes. ”

Her voice was hoarse, but there was not a hint of trembling.

Shure didn't know what kind of emotion this was, he couldn't help but want to touch the girl's face, but it was like the reflection of his hand on the water, and it shattered the moment he touched it.

Sand......

"Agatha ——!"

Then another star dispersed, and Shur heard a voice.

What kind of sound was that—desperate, incredulous, hysterical—

Shul had never felt such emotions in the Golden Finch.

He couldn't help but look - the picture had not yet formed, only the questions that came from it.

"Why are you doing this—are you crazy! Agatha—Agatha!"

Agatha...... What was done?

Shure narrowed his eyes, trying to see clearly, but at the same time, he felt his soul "tremble".

- This is the "intuition" of being a holy dragon.

Dangerous, this thing is extremely dangerous.

Why?

He was puzzled, and at the same time tried to defy this instinct and reach out......

Everything in his brain began to mess up, and this process made Shuer, who had always been awake, have an increasingly obvious "dizziness".

He wanted to know - what happened.

——

Syllable!

"That's enough, Shure. ”

【③】

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Shuer's eyes widened suddenly, and the stars, points of light, pictures, and voices in his ears all disappeared.

Only the coldness from his wrist made him gradually sober up.

Everything just now was like a dream.

Shul couldn't help but look at the hand on his wrist, and then froze.

The blonde woman stood in front of her, she looked several years older than before, without freckles, her facial features gradually changed due to "growth", and her originally featureless face showed a soft beauty.

Because of years of research and a heavy past, the goldfinch has some inexplicable temperament.

This temperament is shown on this face and increases the oppressive force of the individual because of the slightly elevated height.

Originally, her deterrent power could only be reflected in her sharp eyes, but now she ......

Shul looked a little dazed: "Teresa......?"

"Don't you recognize it...... Ah, you really shouldn't have let Zigrin pick and choose. The goldfinch slowly let go of his hand and sighed, a little annoyed.

"No—" Shul immediately reached out to grab her, and when he met the other party's probing eyes, he felt that he was a little out of shape, so he blushed a few times before explaining, "It's not that I can't recognize ......"

"Not for me?" said Goldfinch blinked.

"Not really. Shuer looked at her fixedly, "It's very beautiful." ”

The goldfinch was stunned for a moment, feeling that the mood at that moment was a little strange, as if something was growing slowly in his heart, which made his heart a little itchy.

"Hmm. She replied vaguely.

Shul smiled, knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to "tell the truth", so he changed the subject—after a small episode, he still remembered the question that puzzled him: "...... just now"

"Haven't you seen it already. The Golden Bird also came back to his senses and pulled him forward under the starry sky, "This is the 'deepest', the database that records all the information on the continent - the abbreviated version of the Anlimont Academy that has been destroyed and can only exert less than a tenth of its strength. ”

"Database......" Xiuer frowned slightly, a little incredulous, "Can anything be recorded......?"