Lukka was determined not to pay the bill, and shut up and yelled along.

"Uncle Nick can't collect the money himself, but he has found an agent. Art said with a sigh.

"How can you help outsiders and ask your father for money?" Lukka asked loudly.

Shut up and muttered in a low voice, "Didn't you refuse to recognize this son?"

Yat shook his head and said, "I didn't promise to pay Uncle Nick, you promised to do it yourself." ”

"I don't have that bad memory, do I? when did I say yes?" asked Luca.

"Probably, well, in ten to twenty years. Yat tried to calculate the time, but the time standards of the ocean world and the magic world were not uniform, he frowned and thought for a long time, and could only give a rough range.

"No way, even in another hundred years, I can't be so generous!" Luca said as if he were taking a sacred oath.

"Of course you are not so generous, and paying back the money is a condition of the transaction. Yat said.

"Deal, what deal?" Lukka asked.

"It's the condition of asking Uncle Nick to borrow this tower. Yat stretched out, pointing to the wall of the room.

Lukka was surprised and asked, "This tower belongs to Nick? I thought it was my own!"

Shut up and tilted his head on his shoulder, and gave him a blank look: "Idiot! If it's your tower, even if it's another ten or twenty years, I won't be able to recognize it!"

"But how can this tower be so smooth in responding to my flow of mana?" Lukka scratched his head.

"Because the tower was lent to the two of us, Uncle Nick made some adjustments. Yat said.

"Since you say so," Lukka thought for a moment, "why is it only you who are bouncing around here? Why didn't I come myself?"

"It's you who said it yourself, if the same person at different times meets, it is likely to trigger some unknowable state. The most likely possibility is that two magical energies of the same nature attract and merge with each other, and if they exceed the tipping point, they can cause a chain reaction similar to a nuclear explosion, and maybe it will affect all planes. Arte said like an endorsement.

"What are you talking about?" Lukka was caught in a state of "I could hear every word, but I didn't know what it meant when it was connected."

"Anyway, you can't meet with yourself, so you can only let me act as your agent. "Astra makes it simple.

"Forget it," Lukka didn't want to dwell on this issue too much, anyway, if Arte was telling the truth, he would definitely figure it out later, "but what the hell am I asking you to represent?"

"You didn't know it at the time, you said it later," Arte was also a little confused by time, "Originally, you didn't intend to interfere with time, but in the future, you found that there are forces that should not appear at this time, and are trying to influence your choices, so you asked me to give you a push when you need to move you in the right direction." ”

"Right direction?" Lukka suddenly remembered the worst time he was cheated by the black market, "Do you want to say that the incident that sold us to the Storm Temple's Divine Stick on Sword and Spear Island last year is the 'push' you are talking about?"

"You're very sharp!" Art laughed and clapped, "worthy of my father." If I hadn't sold you to him, at your speed, I would have missed the opening of that passage. You see, I not only helped you find the right direction, but also saved you from running away on your own. ”

", I don't have a son like you!" Lukka wanted to slap him twice.

Shut up and became angry, shouting, "Do you know how far I flew that month?"

Art blushed and said, "Anyway, the result is good, so don't worry too much about the process." ”

"Since I asked you to help, I want to know something, you must know everything, right?" Lukka didn't forget what he was doing this time.

"It's not. Arte replied without hesitation, "I can't reveal much about your future experience, which could change the decisions you should have made on your own and have unforeseen consequences for the future." ”

"Then you're here to tease me?" Lukka was a little annoyed.

Shut up and reminded in a low voice: "He just said that what power is influencing you, this is the key, right?"

"Can't you say anything about this power?" Lukka asked Att.

"It's not that I can't say this, it's that I don't know. Athan spread his hands helplessly, and his movements were almost exactly the same as Luca's.

"You don't know?" Lukka felt more and more that the kid was talking nonsense.

"Well, you and Uncle Nick have been tracking it down for a long time, but we haven't been able to find out what kind of power it is, but you know that it has affected some of your actions since it returned here at the time I was. "You're still tracking down over there, and you can't see each other in person, so I'll have to help you get everything on track through this place where the projections meet." ”

"Could this power have been created by some of the Void Ones?" Lukka guessed.

"No, if so, you'll recognize you—I'm talking about you in the future. Yat said.

As soon as the words fell, the entire mage tower shook violently, and Lukka had to grab the armchair next to him to keep his balance, but under the violent shaking, the armchair itself could not stand firmly on the ground, and fell to the ground with him.

Art seemed to be prepared, and as soon as the building flickered, he crouched down on the spot and used his little wand to apply a protective barrier to himself, which looked a bit like the protective device carried on the helmets of those goblins.

After a few minutes, the shaking of the mage tower gradually stopped, and Art wiped a handful of sweat, slowly stood up and said, "It's so dangerous, you see, I haven't revealed much information yet, and this place is starting to be unstable." Now you understand, I really can't say anything, or the magic that created this intersection will kick us out of here as a threat. ”

"Then what can you say, you just use this thing to make money on the black market, don't you think it's a waste?" Lukka asked disappointedly.

"How can it be considered a waste? Do you know how much money my Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce made last year?" Speaking of money, Art's face was excited.

"Doubt it no more, he's your son. Shut up and shook his head.

"Since you've made a lot of money, you can pay for me for the fabric money that Nick wants. Luca said.

"I can't do it, I can't bring back the money here," said Att, embarrassed, "and you're the only one who can travel between several worlds many times and carry things with you." ”