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On August 9, 1666, 5 minutes before the launch of the net

Lenny, the capital of the United Provinces Republic

With a few spells he didn't know how to do, Naimon Soleton increased his horse's speed like never before, heading straight for the orphanage.

Naimon couldn't tell why he felt a little uneasy, but he had a feeling that he had to throw all his distractions away. It seemed to be an instinct modulated by ambition and insecurity, and he always had a vague sense that something was wrong.

It's like intuition on the battlefield, sometimes you just know how to catch the reserves, sometimes you just know how to counterattack, and sometimes you just know how to pick up the speed and dodge the opponent's killer magic. Without this intuition, even the strongest magician would die from a small stray bullet.

If you think about it, Naimon thinks that she should also be able to sort out the context.

"What is the source of this emotion?"

The starting clue should have been Field Marshal Fox's speech in the Union Parliament. It was indeed a very moving and passionate speech, and if Naimon hadn't been in the staff for a few months, he probably wouldn't have been able to calm down and think about the true intention behind this speech, but directly cast his vote-

"Then again, I don't think I got citizenship yet. ”

Naimon laughed at himself, a major officer without citizenship was undoubtedly the first case in the history of the Free Army. The average person must be over thirty years old when he is promoted to major, and the first half of the military salary for this position can donate a citizenship right.

Before becoming a citizen, he first became an operational staff officer, which taught him a different perspective.

"Apart from the words of praise of freedom and the prospect of the future, the marshal actually achieved only one operational goal. It couldn't be more obvious. ”

Naimon sped past the ranks of Free Army soldiers patrolling the city.

Before Fawkes' speech, the old marshal had already crossed the council and given all the orders to make up the New Lenny Army. These detachments, which were less than a morning old, were searching for civilians, containing the rout and prisoners, and clearing out the remnants of the emperor who were still resisting...... Yes, that's what Fox is for.

"He's going to keep the Free Army. He dissolved the parliament and established a military junta. As long as he can keep the last seed of the Free Army, he can do anything. If democracy becomes a stumbling block, he doesn't care to put it aside. After all, no army is democratic. ”

Naimon glanced at the hundreds of Imperial captives on the side of the road, whistling past the numb gazes of these people. For the soldiers at the bottom, whether it is the Free Army, the Emperor * or the Gong * is just a symbol.

"But I don't think what Marshal Fox was trying to tell me was 'contradiction.' Originally, all politics is contradictory and filthy, and this should not be the emotion I feel. So, is the problem the 'operational objective'?"

There must be some key point. Naimon looked at the three pillars of smoke not far ahead, listened to the scattered gunshots that rang out from time to time, and decided to take the risk of taking a shortcut.

"If it is only 'to reorganize the Lenny Army' and 'prevent the emergence of a puppet government', there is no need for Lord Fox to take the position of dictator, it is obviously a proposal that cannot be passed by normal means. Our strategic situation is not worse than that, and although our army is at the end of its strength, why is the enemy not? Why did he choose this target......

Thinking of this, out of the corner of his eye, Naimon caught a glimpse of a burned-out material warehouse. He secretly scolded himself for being a "stupid talent", which was really a mistake that a staff officer should not make.

"Of course, it's military spending! To form a larger Free Army to retake Lenny, we need to supply the supplies originally supplied by the four republics from the two republics, and now that we have lost all of Lenny's warehouses! This is absolutely impossible without destroying the current political structure! In the future, the Free Army can only rely on two and a half republics for supplies, and the dissolution of the United Provincial Council is to delegate power to the two republics, Interrey and Italy, America, and Asia, and promise more future rights in exchange for support now...... * naked future interests. From here, he gets a bargaining chip that he can cash in in the future as a resource for rebuilding the Free Army. ”

Naimon remembered again the words of the old marshal, nay, the dictator's Excellency "cut the chains of the old republic". That's true: to rebuild a free army is the best chance for a young officer like him. Just as he would not have been a major officer if there had not been a previous civil war.

"But that's only half the explanation, and it doesn't solve the source of uneasiness...... Is it the 'means' that are disturbing me?"

Naimon jumped off his horse in front of the dilapidated gate of the orphanage, and crossed the ruins in three steps and two steps.

The light blue magic line of the magic net is no longer visible to the naked eye, but if you use the Reading Magic Eye, you can see the effect line that has obscured the sky and is being connected. After the web is officially activated, they will disappear visually, but will bring with them completely new laws.

"The proposal for the chapter of excellence is really just a stepping stone. At the end of the day, all Lord Fox did was use it to build ...... How can I put it, 'inertia'? So that he can get parliamentarians to accept open votes that they would not otherwise accept, and he can also use the military from outside to put pressure on them. He also took advantage of the ruling party's habit of seeking pragmatism and the opposition party's pursuit of momentum. ”

Naimon kept thinking about everything in his mind and opened the door to his room.

He realized that the entrance to the secret base had closed automatically, and since he had left through the teleportation array last time, he didn't know how to open it from this side. He stomped his feet on the floor so hard that he could hear an empty echo from below.

"Even the best politicians struggle to resist the power of inertia. Neither a former general nor a cunning professional politician can raise their own objections in the face of convention. So, the secret entrance switch here is probably also ......"

Naimon frowned and began to search his room for the hidden activation magic array. It wasn't hard to find, in fact it was casually carved under his bed, like all lazy magicians would choose. He stretched out his hand and output magic power to activate the magic array, and the inscription on it began to glow.

But the secret entrance did not open. Naimon frowned, identifying the magic circle that had used some unknown technology.

"Relative coordinate confirmation, use identity confirmation, special instruction rejection...... Enter the time after I left?"

His gaze was fixed on the magic array, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. Why did Anne enter a special command that forbade him to open the entrance?

Why did he feel so uneasy when he saw these magic arrays?

"Contradictory. Benefit. Inertia. Contradiction. Benefit. Inertial ......"

These three words were joined together, and Naimon suddenly trembled. He finally understood the cause of his intuition.

"Yes...... Is that what happened?!She never said that...... Yes, she never said that!"

He spun around and slammed his fist into the floor.

"Earthspike!"

The stone entrance to the secret passage turned into a row of protruding spikes that pointed to the roof—no, even punctured the roof!

"I'm stupid! I'm stupid! How could I not have found out! Isn't that inference reasonable at all!"

Not daring to be surprised by the unexpected effect of the magic, Naimon cursed his own sluggishness, kicked the spike away, and jumped out of the hole it produced.

"Actually, we have our own positioning points in Interre and the New World", "New cities will appear in the next two hundred years", "Because my spare body must be replaced in Interre, of course my spare body cannot exist so close to the battlefield".

Contradictions, interests, conventions. The modus operandi is exactly the same as that used by the Fox dictator, exactly the same. Even the fact that "sound decision-making motivations produce uncomfortable results" is exactly the same.

A piercing siren sounded in my ears.

Naimon concentrates all his energy, preparing for a possible trap, and shouts the girl's name.

"It's me, I'm back, don't start the trap!"

He never seemed to shout in such a loud voice in his life, and he never knew his voice could be so hoarse. His throat was almost torn apart, and he pulled out the treble with all his might.

The voice...... Why? Don't, don't come in! The magic net is about to start, it's dangerous!"

The voice from the other side was stunned and shocked, and there seemed to be a hint of weakness.

Naimon didn't stop at all, but ran faster.

His military boots kicked on the ground, causing a dense echo in the tunnels, like thousands of horses galloping by.

"Don't, don't run......! Hey!Hey!Did you hear that?!I'll put down the fire door, but don't say I didn't......"

As he approached the end of the passage, he saw that the fire door made of pure gold was slowly falling.

With a swing of his right hand, the magic dropped on the ground in front of him.

"Grease!"

Then he slid and leaned down towards the gap beneath the crack in the door that had not yet closed. There was no hesitation in the whole action. The fire door fell right behind him, hitting the ground with a heavy thud.

Naimon stood up, wiped the oil on his body, and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, I haven't received the school uniform." ”

"You, are you crazy!" Anne's voice lost its composure, her hand resting on the control magic table, "Do you know that door can crush you!"

"Yes, I'm crazy. ”

Naimon stepped away from the greasy and walked over the magic circle to Annie, who was operating the magic circle.

Anne reluctantly stood up, raised her hand from the table, and suspended the operation of the magic circle. Her left arm, made of magic, was wrapped in mana threads, and her right hand stopped weaving. Even at this distance, Naimon could see the panic and wavering in her gaze.

"You rushed back suddenly, is there something urgent?

"I'd rather I'm crazy. Naimon repeated, walking down the hall, "Why not." I've found out the truth, my goddamn bastard. That's enough, it's okay, Annie. No need to go on. ”

Anne put on her favorite smile again, sticking out her tongue - but it was the most blunt Naimon had ever seen.

She forced a smile on her face, "What's the matter? As if you've discovered something terrible......

"This base is not a stand-alone teleportation point. You've never said it, you haven't admitted it, right, Annie? You're using Lennie's Center Waypoint location. ”

Naimon took two steps forward, pressed his school officer five stars heavily on the table, and stared at Anne's eyes, as if he wanted to reflect every ounce of her beauty in his mind.

"What are you talking about, Soleton...... Major?" Anne took a step back and smiled stiffly, "Promoted, sir." ”

"Enough is enough, Annie. Don't continue!" Naimon's heart grew colder and colder, "I have only one question - 'Can you really use this teleportation array to reach Interray and change your spare body in time?'"

Anne's hand trembled, but she didn't touch her epaulettes.

The corners of her mouth twitched, trying to squeeze out a smile, but it seemed to Naimon to be just a wry smile.

"It's not the time to make this kind of game...... Sir, the web is about to kick in, I'm serious. ”

"I said enough was enough, Annie. Don't push yourself. Naimon looked up, "The coordinates of your row are almost the same as those of the Parliament building. There will indeed be newer cities in the future, but the location of the waypoint in Lenny, the second largest city in the world, will definitely not change, right?"

Anne took another step back, her back hitting the wall.

"Your bronze medal is relative to Lennie's Central Teleportation Anchor, right? This teleportation point will continue to be used, and no one will change it! How can you use a destroyed anchor point to reach Intern?"

Naimon grabbed his school officer star, rushed up and grabbed her shoulders hard, staring at her eyes.

The girl didn't struggle.

"Tell me, take the lie detector and tell me 'you can,' Annie!"

Naimon was almost roaring. He grabbed Anne's right hand and slipped his polygraph ring over her finger. He had been looking at her with hope, unable to take his eyes off it, his fingers shaking, and he repeated it twice without being able to put it in.

Anne Seffir looked away, stretched out the ring finger of her right hand, and put the ring on. Her fingers were also trembling, without any of the stability and accuracy expected of a high-level mage.

She remembered what she had seen when she had returned to Lennie the previous night. She remembered the despair and panic she felt at that time, the scene of walking aimlessly towards the parliament building, and the certainty of death.

"Bastard. Why come back? Bastard. Am I not like a fool funny character? ”

She also remembered the apprehension and uneasiness she had felt about deceiving Soleton, the statements that were false, and the designs that all pointed to misunderstanding.

In retrospect, she did unconsciously leave clues that would allow him to see through the double trap......

Anne was still smiling, but there was a trilling voice in her voice: "Why?" This is the first time I've done a double trap, and I thought I did a good job. ”

She looked like she was going to cry at any moment.

Naimon knew that his reasoning was correct this time, but he also wanted to cry.

But I heard it. I hear your inner voice. I know you left so many clues just for me to find out. Sorry, I found out too late.

He wanted to say that, but he couldn't.

He had never hated the modern teleportation magic system more than he did now.

None of the sub-waypoints know the absolute location of the Lenny waypoint. Because the Lenny teleportation location has now been destroyed, all relative protocol teleportation points based on this anchor are no longer usable.

The last insurance that Anne told him was long gone.

She couldn't go to Inter, she couldn't get her backup body.

And she already knew.

Since when did you know it?

"Lennie's teleportation points have all been destroyed, you know, right? You've been back to Lennie...... Do you know?"

"I know. Anne lowered her head, adjusting her mood, "I've been there as soon as I've been back." ”

Naimon felt his mouth full of bitterness. He asked, "How much time do we have?"

"Ah, four hours at most. ”

When Anne looked up again, her expression of almost crying was gone, and only the corners of her eyes were still a little moist. She broke free of her right wrist from Naimon's palm, put it back on her waist, touched the crystal-like structure covering the wound and said, "After all, it's just life-saving magic, and it can't last more than twenty-four hours after the effect is extended." Of course, it certainly won't survive the reconfiguration of the magic web. ”

Naimon immediately understood the sentence. But he still held out hope and asked: "Can we change a new set of substitute organs when the magic net is established?"

Anne shook her head and replied, "There's no need. This body can't hold up magic on that scale. ”

There is only one question left to ask...... Naimon thought.

There is always a question that is particularly obvious but incredibly difficult to answer.

She designed this double deception with the answer in mind.

She had broken the main army of the Empire on the premise that she knew the answer.

She had done so much, so many, so many things, knowing all this and her fate, and she had been laughing, not only for herself, but for all of her laughter.

Knowing that answer, Anne Seffel returned to Lenny and threw herself into the fight.

She always knew she had only twenty-four hours left. Ashes.

She, a young girl, fights with the fate of the whole world. Because she wants to change her fate.

She was smiling all the time, not only smiling herself, but also trying to make everyone else smile.

Beneath the surface of that beautiful girl with a natural cute smile is the tenacious mind of a true top mage.

It wasn't even forced to laugh, she really believed that she should live her life this way, bringing joy, laughter, and hope to her surroundings.

Naimon couldn't imagine what would happen if he were certain to die. He certainly couldn't hide that fact...... No, it's impossible to think about it.

What kind of strong faith does it take to do this?

"No...... She's not for them. She stayed and fought for Lennie for my sake. ”

And in this case, she even deliberately conceived a double deception, trying to prevent him from knowing the truth. If he hadn't noticed that bronze medal, he wouldn't have known about it until the end, and would have thought she had gone to Intertray!

And why didn't she want him to know...... The reason for this is obvious.

She knew from the beginning why Lennie's teleportation point was destroyed and who destroyed it.

And she didn't want him to blame himself for it. Naimon could even guess that she would encounter an "accident" in the process of building the net, and that this "accident" would lead to her death.

Without his responsibility, not at all, Anne would not have left any clues this time.

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Naimon asked, "We should still be able to find a priest who can be treated......"

"It's no longer possible. Anne shook her head, "Lenny doesn't have such a high-level priest, I already checked it when I set up the magic net. Jena, Blenheim and Imea have it, but ......"

She didn't finish her sentence. Now that Lennie's location has been broken, it is impossible to arrive in time at a normal speed, no matter where it is.

There is no room for escape. Naimon finally asked that question.

"Anne, is there a way......? Dead?"

He felt some heat in the corners of his eyes, and some water running down his cheeks. Maybe it was raining in the house, or maybe some magic was out of control, he thought.

Anne stretched out her right hand and wiped the corners of her eyes for him, "Don't cry." There is no need. I'm not going to die, I'm just losing a body......"

This is a typical high-level mage-style speech. Naimon really wanted to believe this statement, but ......

He grabbed Anne's right wrist again, "That's enough, Anne. Look at the lie detector, it's lit up. ”

The blonde girl struggled twice when she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, but Naimon would never let go of her hand again.

Anne sighed and explained, "This thing is sometimes too ...... Sensitive. Theoretically, I would indeed die. This body becomes cold, the soul leaves the body or something, it happens, this is the definition of death. ”

Her eyes rolled, apparently glancing at the lie detector on her finger. But since the ring was not shining, Naimon didn't want to open it, and continued to listen to Anne's explanation.

"But I do have a body in Interre. It instantly accommodates my superego, my oneness, the identification of representations or souls, depending on what kind of theory of mental structure you believe. The only thing that needs to be transferred in person is memories. And I have a super treasure that can store memories...... If you don't want to let go, pull the necklace out of my chest. You've probably seen it many times. ”

Naimon subconsciously let go of his hand, looked into the deep ditch between Anne's proud twin peaks, swallowed his saliva and said, "Why, I've never seen ......"

"You've used it before. Anne said as she reached out and pulled the necklace out of her cleavage, the huge sapphire pendant looked very familiar.

"When, of course I haven't used it!" "Naimon suddenly felt wrong in the middle of his speech, "Ah, no, you mean the necklace." ”

With a shake of her right hand, Anne wrapped the necklace around her wrist and laughed out loud, "The yellow joke is right, Chief Naimon." Anyway, when I finish my magic, you send the necklace to Interre, reintegrate the memories into my other body, and the problem is solved. It's just a technical death, it's not even a soul stone. ”

"If it's all solved, you don't have to hide it from me. "What happens to that body when you die?

"Now that body is petrified and kept in crystal...... Of course, after receiving the soul, this body will wake up as me. You can think of it this way, I'm just here to close my eyes and fall asleep and wake up in another place and lose all my memories from before. Theoretically, it's just amnesia, that's it. Then you brought my memories to me, the memories were restored, the problem was solved, congratulations...... Ahem. ”

Perhaps speaking too quickly, Anne coughed a few times, and a liquid of red blood and blue fluorescent blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She hurriedly wiped the blood away with her hands, but it all fell into Naimon's eyes.

"Time is really running out. I've been delayed for five minutes and can't wait any longer. The web has been built to such an extent that I have to do my job. Can you give it a moment, Naimon?"

Anne's tone was not to be refused. Naimon knew she was telling the truth, and he silently turned sideways.

The blonde girl smiled her habitually and nodded.

"Although my misdirection was unsuccessful, I don't want you to be sad...... But anyway......"

She stood on tiptoe suddenly, kissed him lightly on the lips, and said in the smallest of voices:

“...... I still thank you for coming back, Naimon. ”

Then, she walked briskly to the table, weaving a stream of magic in the air.

The magic net, which had been stagnant, was running again. There was no loud roar, only a calm flash that shone from time to time. Those silk threads, with the simplest rules, make the greatest achievement in the history of magic science.

Naimon saw the lines of mana gushing out of the gap in Anne's left arm, and kept entering the vast net. He lost count of how many threads stretched out of here into the sky—perhaps the entire civilized world had been connected.

"Legend has it that the best magicians in the world have a chance to leave a curse that can change the world when they are nearing the end. It's true. There are many of these curses in operation now, such as the largest curse running so far in the Great Wasteland of the East. And what I want to leave behind is not a curse. ”

Anne Seiffel fell silent, her broken body no longer trembling. The legs, which are made entirely of magic, are deeply rooted in the ground, immovable, slender and beautiful.

"I'm going to keep hope. ”

She said so.

"I, the greatest magician in the world, Anne Sefir, am about to build a magic web. ”

Anne's right hand was raised from the table, pointing to the sky.

In that moment, Naimon felt the wind blow from her side.

"Because this magic has never been used, it has no spells. So, every word I say will be part of this great magic in accordance with my will, my beliefs, and my logic. ”

Anne stopped coughing and bleeding, and the whole time seemed to stand still.

"The world is not fair, some people have power, some people don't. But this world is fair, because faith and knowledge determine all the power of people. There are many people who have contributed to the world and are not getting the rewards they deserve. Therefore, they hide the secrets of knowledge from each other, leaving them to their own use. The bigwigs isolate the achievements of magical technology to their own wishes. ”

Naimon felt a pang of sourness in his heart. The strongest magician must have the strongest beliefs, though she may not always keep them on her lips.

"I will leave my hope to ordinary people like Naimon who have no blood, no background, no humility, but never give up hope. I will leave opportunities and opportunities for people to be great. This is the wish of the greatest magician in the world, Anne Sefir. ”

She has always deliberately avoided the words "dying" and "dying".

"In 1834 of the standard calendar, the first experiment of artificial magic net connection was completed in Dereland. In 1874, a three-time handshake agreement was proposed in the New World, far from the war, and the experiment was successful. In 1882, the first wireless magic network connection magic was completed, and it became the first panoramic magic to be used after the war. In 1890, the International Magic Net Agreement was signed. In 1894, all the experimental nets were merged to form the International Devilnet. In 1896, the web crossed the endless ocean. In my time, as long as there was the same civilization, the same magic, the same rules in all areas outside of the Great Wall. This is the sum total of all knowledge over thousands of years, and it is the belief that breaks down all barriers. ”

But Naimon could still hear every word she said—no, the incantations were just for him. Each mage has their own system of spells, some of which are more generic, while others are more casual. The magic that Anne used was obviously only in her possession, and she could say whatever she wanted.

"The magic web has only one function: to connect everything that has magical power on the premise of voluntariness. It will integrate all the magic in the world. From now on, magic will cover the earth like an ocean, and knowledge will spread over it like an island. All who discover new science, knowledge, and technology will expand this web, give it power, and the net will reward them. From the beginning, the web was not used to support magic, it was to support fairness, justice, and freedom. ”

The sapphire necklace in her hand lit up. Anne placed it in the center of the table and gently stroked its surface with her fingers.

"I firmly believe that everyone deserves to be rewarded for what he has done. ”

The blue light grew brighter and brighter, shining through her military uniform, illuminating the room. Looking through the blue light, under the thin military uniform, the substitute organs made of crystals were completely transparent, and Naimon could see the source of the blue light through her body.

"I firmly believe that everyone's right to learn and use them is inviolable. ”

Word by word, she stated her wishes and the purpose of building the magic web. All Anne Sefir's doubts have vanished, and she firmly believes in her own judgment.

"I firmly believe that this right is the basic guarantee of their survival, freedom and pursuit of happiness. ”

This is the time she wants, the past she wants, and she will create the hope she wants.

"There will be no more impoverished scholars, no more hidden spells, no more lost theorems, courage and intuition will prevail over experience and tactfulness. This is my wish, a future that belongs to thinkers and scientists. A future with axioms and justice. I don't know what the future holds, but I believe it will be a future with infinite hope. ”

Anne's gaze swept across the room. The blue threads in this room have all been connected, bundled into bundles. If Naimon asks, Anne will tell him that the magic threads are made in the shape of "cluster rockets".

"Interpreting static reality – the sum total of all objective cognitions. constitutes a dynamic reality – the sum total of all subjective perceptions. Then, if our ideals do not match reality, we will change reality. The gods created all things, and we created the future. A future created by human reason that transcends fate. ”

As the blue light reached its maximum, Anne slowly covered her right hand over the sapphire pendant.

"The Proof of the Soul - as the first root node - begins to shake hands!"

The establishment of the magic web is like a plague. Its algorithm goes from one soul to the next, from one object to the next. Whether it's arcane or divine arts, whether it's Taoism or yin and yang, whether it's leylines or feng shui, whether it's spiritual power or shamanism, all sources of magic and all theories will be woven into it.

"First handshake. Requests from subjective beliefs. ”

It does not make judgments that are right or wrong, but simply accepts all knowledge, and when beliefs conflict with each other, it waits patiently for different beliefs to reconcile. What it contains is all that all people can know. Whoever has the knowledge, or who has the beliefs, will be compiled into this great web.

"A second handshake. Represents a response to static reality. ”

The blue light struck the "Magic Line Cluster Bomb" in the air, and then split into two streams: one that continued forward, the other turned into a red light, and returned the same way, hitting the Soul Evidence in Annie's hand, which was now on the first node.

"Third handshake. The sharing of knowledge and the transfer of power. ”

Red and blue light glow and turn into a purple glow.

If you look closely, you can see that this purple is actually made of red and blue magic lines that are staggered and entangled. The blue light in Anne's hand went out, and it shot at the node it had been connected to.

Anne's index finger and thumb took the shape of a pistol, and she made a gesture of shooting into the air.

"This is the magic web, the sum of all knowledge and beliefs, the gathering net of all magic. With just three handshakes, we can build a great cause above the gods. ”

Then she said,

"Bang. ”

Then, the intricate mass of mana was ignited.

Blue light, red light, violet light.

Then, the blue light becomes two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen......

Then, Naimon couldn't see the dazzling fireworks clearly.

All he could see was blue light shooting out one after another, and countless red lights were responding to them, mixing into purple light, and then creating more blue light.

The blue light hit the walls of the hall and hit the ceiling, piercing the ground floor above and shooting out along the rock. Some blue light hits a place where there is no mana, and there is no red light reflection, just disappearing quietly.

More blue light shot out of the vent along the exploding mana, and they exploded in the air a second, three, or even more time, passing the handshake infinitely until the end of the world.

He had seen a similar scene once, at the Battle of Jena, when he saw Méti Crosso create a similar scene with an organ.

But the nature of the two is completely different.

Meti's organ music magic is the pinnacle of human programming magic. The best geniuses and the best magic weapons come together to create a complex and beautiful storm with the largest audience.

Anne's web is the opposite. It follows the very simple principle of "firing a mana that expands the handshake at the object of the handshake that responds".

But it is this very simple principle, which has been cleverly stimulated, to produce an effect that is even more beautiful and grandiose than the masterpiece that Méti painstakingly played.

This is the moment when magic moves from the modern era to the modern era.

Before the advent of the modern web, magicians were struggling with the question of how to obtain knowledge.

From then on, mages will be trapped with a whole new question of how to use knowledge.

Learning magic no longer depends primarily on your luck, your talent, and your origins, but primarily on your understanding, your determination, and the effort you are willing to put in.

There's a whole world waiting to be built by a new generation of magic users.

Several blue lights shot at him.

Naimon saw the two medals of excellence on his body shoot back red light, his spear shot back red light, and even the red light reflected from his military uniform and a few bottles of potion in the pocket of his military uniform. Their magic isn't as amazing as Anne's sapphire necklace, but it's enough to glow with the naked eye.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his body was very heavy.

No, maybe it shouldn't be that the body is heavy, but the sense of weight that disappeared due to the acceleration magic has returned. It wasn't unfamiliar—he had experienced it once last night when Anne was building a makeshift net.

The magic mass of the entire hall had exploded, all the blue, red, and purple lines had disappeared from his vision, and all the magic light sources around him had been extinguished, leaving only a few oil lamps that could be illuminated without magic.

Silent. Just like every time a magic net is built, after changing the rules, all magic, will be silent.

"The moment the laws of magic are changed, all magical effects disappear with them......"

Naimon suddenly realized something.

He rushed frantically in Annie's direction, just in time for the moment when all the magic effects on her disappeared.

She fell into his arms, barely weightless.

Annie's magical legs and left arm were gone, and the magical crystal substitute was tarnished.

Magical blood flowed from her original wounds, soaking through the bright red Intern uniform, staining the fabric with a dark red camouflage.

"My job is done. I can't be the center of the magic web like the temporary magic net before, and the magic net covering the whole world needs to have its own agreement. I know someone who is more familiar with things like making a pact or covenant with a god......" said the girl, who had lost all her magic.

The lights around her were dim and gray, and Naimon couldn't make out her expression, but he knew she was still smiling.

Naimon carefully supported her body, his hands trembling, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Annie, stop talking, we can find a cure." ”

"You don't have to worry either. Even if the magic web protocol has not yet taken effect, the magic that I maintain my life is still valid, but the operation process is a little more complicated and more expensive. It should take a few more minutes over there. Anne grabbed the faded sapphire from the table, held it in her hand, and digressed the subject, "It's a short time, but it's a good time." We teamed up to change our fate, you, and me, two people. ”

Her voice had become hoarse. However, her strong mental strength made the sentences still sound complete. The time she spent training the pronunciation of the spell must have been several times or even dozens of times his, Naimon thought.

"But why, Annie, is it worth it?"

"To be honest, I don't know. "So I want to know." I wonder if there is a different path to a world where people with reason and knowledge can live freely. People just like you. I want to give you strength...... No, it's to give you a chance to gain strength. ”

Anne had lost the ability to control her own narrative, and the words had begun to lose their logic, and she was just busy telling what she wanted to say.

"The magic web is a tool that transcends its time. Advanced technological tools alone can change the balance of power, and it will give power to those who don't have it. Changing power will change the distribution of power, change society, and change the lives of all people. ”

Now that she had lost all her magic, her eyes were no longer as bright as they used to be, but they were still as determined.

"Without power, the powerful and the rich are not willing to give up even a penny. There are a lot of people who are afraid of magic and they are afraid of science. They are afraid of the unknown, and they are also afraid of the future. They're afraid of this, they're afraid of that. It may be a blood-stained future – but only under the blood-watered tree of power can we move forward. Just let them be scared and tremble all the time. ”

With that, Anne paused, her eyes looking at the ceiling vents, as if waiting for something.

Naimon also did not open the door. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cry. He only now understands what the price of victory is...... That's a high price.

"She's not done yet. Anne shook her head and continued, "Actually, even I don't know if I'm right. But I know that a free country in this day and age is not enough. I've said before that bureaucracy is bound to collapse, and I have a lot to tell you about democracy in advance...... But there is no time left. If only we had days, if not weeks, after we confessed to each other. I can't help but keep saying it, doesn't it seem a little annoying?"

Anne could feel her thoughts slow down. She had so much to say, but she didn't know how much time she had left. She didn't even know if this body would be able to survive until the magic net recovered.

"But I can tell you the conclusion. History as far as I know proves that you, the Holy Cockman Empire founded by Naymen Hugh Kirman, are the greatest polities of our time. If in case...... I mean, in case, it's actually very low, after all, you can't rule out this possibility, I haven't been able to resurrect it...... You go to the Empire. There are a little more opportunities there. ”

"Hmm. Naimon nodded in response. His eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't stop.

Anne stretched out her only right hand and gently touched his face.

"Don't cry, my hero. I still need you. Although you are not him, not the person...... But ......"

The cold sapphire in her hand slid against his face.

"I love you. ”

She said so.

"I love you too. It's true. I love you in the future, and I love you now. It's a hassle. That's probably what to call it, two boats or a triangle? I feel like I'm a bad woman. ”

Anne looked up again at the vents. Still no response.

"I don't regret the life I've been through. I have no regrets about everything I have experienced. That's enough. ”

Every wound in her body was soaked with pain, and every muscle was hollowed out by fatigue. She had already consumed too much magic and stamina, and now she was waiting purely by her last will.

"Because, I've proven the answer I want to know the most. There is no such thing as fate, and we can have a better future. Even just the flapping of a butterfly's wings can bring a storm. ”

Anne carefully wiped the tears from the other cheek for Naimon, and then tightened her grip on her necklace and made up her mind. She was confident that Bonnie would put the finishing touches on it, and she didn't have to wait.

"Don't cry, my hero. No matter what others think of you, you are my hero. You'll be my hero, always. Always. ”

She remembered many, many things. Future, past, present.

"We'll see you again at Interre, definitely. I'm not going to forgive you if something goes wrong, Naymen Soleton?"

She called his name, looked at him, and pressed her finger firmly against the sapphire.

"With all my remaining magic, transfer memories!"

This magic was unlike any of Anne's other magic, there was no flashy spectacle, and it was low-key and distressing.

The remnants of her body only began to melt into crystal powder from her lower body, and disappeared into the wind.

First it's the waist, then the chest, then the smile, and finally the fingers.

The powder looks like the early frost of late autumn, or the first snow of Advent Day.

The frost spread out in the wind, fell quietly, and fell on Naimon's full hands.

The frost that Anne left behind was also blue.

The sapphire had been stained with these frost powders, and it had regained its bright blue glow.

Losing the support of its fingers, it began to fall freely.

Naimon moved his right hand and stopped the blue glowing pendant.

Now it's not a proof of the soul, it's a proof of memory. It holds all the memories of Anne Seffer.

He noticed that the gemstone, which was originally completely sky blue, had a few more red filaments.

"Do you have to laugh until the end, do you have to do that, Annie?"

In addition, all that remained in his hand was an Intray military uniform without sleeves, and the tattered red military uniform looked like a sleeveless jacket.

The jacket she left behind was also red, painted with crimson stains, like a camouflage.

He just stood there, his hands in the same position as if he were still holding a young girl.

He silently waited for the restoration of the magical structure, like a statue.

Naimon didn't cry anymore because Anne had said she wouldn't let him cry.

He just waited quietly for another white light to rush into the net from afar.

Although he didn't know if the white light would come.