Interlude: Prelude to the Trade Wind (1)
I
"It's time to get up! You've been idle lately, you should get up early!"
A crisp female voice echoed through the bedroom. The thick black curtains were drawn so tightly that it was impossible to see that the sun was shining outside. The furnishings in the bedroom are very simple, the colors are almost all black, blue, gray, brown and other cool colors, and there are no furnishings. If it weren't for the owner's long blond hair and two thighs exposed outside the quilt on the bed, no one would have thought that this was a lady's room.
"It's annoying, Miley...... Let me sleep a little longer......"
The owner of the room muttered in a daze on the bed, rolled over, and intended to continue sleeping. Drinking a little too much last night, she felt a bit hangover.
"It's time to get up! You've been idle lately, you should get up early!"
"It's so noisy......"
The woman lying on the bed felt under the pillow, pulled out an illusion magic scroll, and threw it in the direction from which the sound came.
"If there's anything, just use this thing to pretend to be me first, I really want to sleep a little longer......"
"It's time to get up! You've been out of space lately, so you should wake up early...... Bell!!"
The sound of something falling into the ground.
The owner of the room was awakened by the sound, sat up sharply, and looked in the direction from which the voice had come.
Through her hazy sleepy eyes, she saw the gray recording alarm clock fall to the ground. On its panel, the green fluorescence sets off the black liquid crystal number "08:00 AM". It was still repeating the phrase "It's time to get up!", in her sister's voice.
She was the only one in the room the whole time.
"When did Miley record it?"
She rubbed her eyes and scratched at her long, unkempt hair, unable to remember. This alarm clock hasn't gone off in days.
"Did she come back last night to set an alarm clock for me? I guess I've only seen her three times this week." Obviously they say they live together, but they always don't see anyone, and she's been really busy lately. ”
The girl fumbled and kicked into her slippers and stood up.
"I came here to set an alarm clock and turn the volume up to the maximum, is there something wrong......? Yikes......"
She thought, raising one side of the curtain. A large expanse of sunlight rushed through the gap and shone on her face, quite warm and a little harsh. The sapphire on the necklace on her chest also sparkles in the sun.
I stretched out a thorough waist in front of the sun, and I felt much more refreshed. The figure in the brown checkered pajamas is reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window, probably just getting up, and looks a little aggrieved. I always feel that my skin is not as good as before, and there are some wrinkles at the corners of my eyes.
"Did you stay up too late writing your paper last month?"
Talking to himself, he knew very well in his heart that this was not the only reason. Illusion magic does cover up, but it's only a cover-up.
She pulled back the floor-to-ceiling window. On a winter Sunday morning, Teresa's morning breeze was a little cold, and she casually added a cold magic to herself. The air is quite crisp and makes you feel the urge to have a cup of coffee on the balcony.
"Well, let's drink it. The blonde turned around, trotted all the way into the dining room, plugged in the coffee machine, and made a cup of coffee.
With a little pleasure and satisfaction, take your coffee and sit down on the balcony overlooking the whole city, and find a little relaxation in the busy research life. The study of magic has never been a romantic and easy business, it requires amazing effort and struggle......
"I always feel like I have something to do today, but why can't I remember it?"
She muttered to herself and began to enjoy the leisure of the holiday. The aroma of coffee permeated her heart and made her feel refreshed.
After drinking her coffee and re-entering her room, she began to think about today's itinerary.
"Is it better to go shopping or go to the movies?"
Teland at the end of the nineteenth century was a beautiful city, the damage caused by the continental wars had disappeared, and people had built new landscapes on the ruins.
"It's a pity, no matter what you do, you can only go alone......
Thinking of this, she suddenly lost interest in going out, and lay back on the bed boredly. His gaze accidentally swept over the wall calendar on the wall, and there were a few lines of words written on it, the handwriting was familiar, it was Miri's handwriting.
"Precautions for Sunday, February 14th: Sister, today is the day of the thesis defense, don't be late! Nine o'clock in the morning!"
"Oh no, no! Good thing I noticed it early!"
Today is an important day for doctoral dissertation defense!
"Location...... Place...... Arcane Academy, right?"
The venue for the defense was at the prestigious Arcane Magic Academy of the University of the Korman Alliance.
She hurriedly took off her pajamas, put on a light gray dress that barely fit the occasion, and ran to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. Fortunately, it was all done, and it only took 20 minutes, and there was no need to use illusion magic to fake a neat and energetic appearance.
"It's really fast. At first, I thought that a doctorate was such a distant thing. ”
She didn't feel nervous at all. The past is like a dream. She finally stood on the pinnacle of magic - although she was still far from the legendary man, but after all, it was also the pinnacle of an era. The Arcane Doctors of the Alliance University have always had a reputation for being strict, and there is even a record of eight mages being denied degrees.
At first, she could only look up at that man, but now she had touched the edge of his realm.
But why do you feel lost?
The pioneering era of magic is long over, and the glory of the age of reason has receded. The last batch of geniuses shone and burned out in the continental war, leaving only the "silent generation" behind them with the qualifications to keep to it.
In this era, there is no room for ideals and dreams to live, the world is running as usual, magic education has been popularized, and the civil rights movement, the feminist movement, the racial equality movement, and the environmental protection movement are all steadily advancing. The Society of Magical Arbitration has never had as many members, as many papers and outputs, but the trailblazing results have been the fewest since its inception.
Perhaps there will be an era of geniuses and heroes in the future, but she will certainly not be included. History is driven by the people, yes, but no one wants to be that "people".
She smiled wryly. Maybe that's human nature, right?
"Tick", a text message appeared on her phone. Ten years ago, the only means of communication over long distances were telegraphs, telephones, and magic, and it is estimated that in another ten years, magic such as "telecommunication" will disappear from magic books.
"Sorry, I might be late for my ^_^ sister today"
The work of the arbitration association is still so busy. Forget it, if you don't come, you won't come......
"It's so indifferent. I remember that I seem to owe her a favor......"
She grabbed her handbag and ran out the door to take the elevator downstairs. The Republic Mansion where she lived still stands, but it looks a little old, mottled and scattered in the cracks of the building, like a memory of her past.
Running to the subway station, the rapid transportation built on the basis of the dark underworld of the past is operating as usual. It takes at least ten years of hard work to learn the magic of teleportation without mistakes, and the artificially built teleportation array will have some problems from time to time, and the most reliable is the rail traffic.
ran to the station, but unfortunately only saw the train leaving quickly. She saw a tired and helpless face reflected in the cold glass window of the subway train, like her lack of enthusiasm in life.
She ran out of the station and hailed a taxi. Although she could have done without this with her magical cultivation, she didn't want to use magic today.
Taxis stop and go.
Although it has passed the rush hour, the traffic jam is still so bad. People living in the free city of Deland have always been so impatient, always in a hurry, and they don't know where to go.
"When will there be funds to build a teleportation magic array? If you have a full range of teleportation magic arrays and magic array stations, you can shuttle freely like elves, and the road will be empty. The taxi driver tapped the steering wheel in dissatisfaction and complained about the traffic. "I heard that Hunrinasti never gets stuck in traffic. ”
"That's because elves don't use cars. The girl smiled, and as soon as she heard it, she knew that the taxi driver had never been to the capital of St. Sen. "Moreover, the teleportation magic array may not be good. We can't create a teleportation magic array that can arbitrarily choose the target location, we can only create a magic array that communicates in pairs, and it's easy to get lost. ”
"That's always a fast teleportation magic array! ”
"It doesn't necessarily take up space, and if there are more teleportation magic arrays, they will occupy a large area. The elven city is still built on giant trees, and it is born with countless layers, so it is good to use. What are we going to do with our cities? Even if we do build countless layers, the human brain may not be able to remember that map. Her mouth was saying meaningless words, and her eyes were fixed on the window. Those who have received an advanced magical education are flying quickly in the air, and the effect of flying magic combined with acceleration magic is much better than that of a clogged car. After the completion of the global magic network, there are even more people who can do this - the only drawback is that you can't carry large luggage, otherwise you will be very tired of flying.
"yes, if the teleportation magic array is so good, who would still take a taxi?" the taxi driver laughed twice and continued to wait patiently for the traffic to move. However, this time the wait was a little too long. He honked his horn a few times in dissatisfaction and stuck his head out to look. "What's going on up front?"
"You don't have the magic to observe, don't you see for yourself?" replied the driver next to him, dissatisfied. "There's a crazy guy, a high-level mage who can control gravity, who stopped the four-line light rail, saying that he wanted to surprise his lover!"
"What the hell......! These high-level mages are simply ...... With this ability and talent, why don't you contribute to society!" the taxi driver scolded dissatisfiedly and turned to the passenger in the back seat. "Miss, if you're in a hurry, why don't you go find a teleportation mage, maybe a little faster. Who knows when the repression forces will arrive ......"
She smiled and said in a somewhat sly tone, "Then I'll keep the deposit and come back soon." With that, she pulled the door open and leapt into the sky, heading in the direction of the traffic jam, much faster than all the others flying, like a meteor streaked at low altitude.
When she returned, it was just in time for the traffic to start moving. "Solve it, let's drive. ”
"Why do you have to take a taxi for a mage as strong as you?" the driver asked, a little confused.
"Because I want to get in the car today. She smiled. It's been a long time since my old sports car broke down.
Every time she rides in the car, she is reminded of the old days.
What is the beginning of the story?
She doesn't remember the days before or after at all - only that particular day is particularly clear.
A beautiful song came out of the radio - this is the theme song "Wake Track" of the popular fantasy Taiga drama "Multi-Turret War", which is an alternate story in a world without magic, known as "the most rigorous fantasy world setting", and the original setter even made a whole set of technology trees in a world without magic. The story, which is about a strategic air fleet that uses its capabilities to defeat a fictional enemy, is now very popular among teenagers.
At least I can still have, a memory with you
You taught me how to fly, and I haven't forgotten it
Keep flying and leave a trail in the blue sky
You never throw in the towel yourself, so others call you a "myth"
That memory is a little distant, but it's not strange. At that time, she was not a magician, just an ordinary person with a little magical education.
Often, in her dreams, she recalls the first scene she encountered: she remembers that day she was driving a red convertible sports car along the highway from Eamon to Sotalan.
In front of the lens of that scene, there is always a layer of romantic and bloody light crimson filters.
There was a faint blues that lingered in the soundstage next to the car, and the top and bottom of the memories were decorated with black trim and yellow mottled lines.
If it is fate, it must be a fate that happened by chance.
If it is a coincidence, it must be a coincidence arranged by God.
A black wind swept across the sky, and a black Grim Reaper swept across the earth.
In early summer, the grass turns yellow, and the branches of the trees no longer have green leaves.
Red and black blood covered the plains, and roaring monsters and soldiers fell in pieces.
The roar of explosions was heard in the distant sky, and the plane, which had lost control, crashed to the ground.
She remembered driving forward unconsciously, waiting for death to come.
At that moment, the light swooped down from the distant sky, and she looked up.
The man stopped in front of her and was smiling at her.
"Ma'am, do you need help? if you will. ”
"Please ...... it"
"Then I'll borrow your body. ”
Your ship never lies, it's always with me
Its light still shines, but now I fly alone
Maybe I just traveled through a dream, but it seemed real to me
"Magic, that's how it should work. ”
The chambers of all the guns exploded at the same moment, and the black barrels fell to the ground at the same time.
She, or rather, he raised his hand.
The massive Wind Shield fills the muzzle of the automatic rifle, carrying the enemy's combat power with it and disappearing in the bore.
"If that's what you call powerful, then I'm unshakable. ”
A green acid mist wafted along the ventilation ducts, carrying the smell of death.
She, or rather, he raised his hand.
The folding fan in his hand emitted a huge storm, and the green acid mist was blown away from the side.
A man who once ruled an empire and defeated all enemies.
A man who was once alone and the enemy of the whole world.
That person is her, she is that person. He was right there with her, he was in her consciousness.
"As long as I'm with you, you're absolutely safe. ”
The silver-white pistol vibrated gracefully, firing deadly projectiles.
The man was always with her, never leaving, but she didn't know what she was thinking about.
Lonely days are always long, and happy days are always short.
She had never seen his face, nor had she touched his body.
She thought she would never have feelings for him, she thought she wanted to get rid of that person's entanglement.
Later she found out that she was completely wrong.
Love never depends on faces or sweet words, but on the communication of hearts.
Since she and he were always in a heart-to-heart exchange, she thought it was a very inconsequential thing. It was only later that she realized that it was like breath and air.
When she had it, she didn't cherish it, and when she didn't have it anymore, she longed for it.
However, what is missed will not be reproduced.
Change the course of the boat and turn the steering wheel in your hand
Rush into the storm and break through its rags
Dispel all darkness with radiance
There was a man named Nogu Letnov, who was a madman who wanted to rebuild the theocratic state of the Middle Ages.
There are women called "Blood Roses" who always want to maintain equality and peace in the world in secret.
Originally, she thought that this kind of incident in the dark world would never have anything to do with her, a mortal.
With his help, she got into the magical goods trading company, one of the largest companies in the world, and after that day, everything had changed.
She felt like she was the eye of the storm, and all the storms were around her. Of course, there are new friends and new enemies.
The man seemed to have a natural knack for attracting trouble...... Unfortunately, she herself seems to have been infected by him.
She once ran with him to the capital of a free country, fighting in casinos, streets, and memorials.
She once infiltrated the Wyvern Nature Reserve with him, where she met the Sage of Destiny armed with two machine guns.
She also once went with him to save the world and sabotage President Nogu Letnov's plot to provoke a new world war.
She didn't intend to save the world – in fact, she didn't save the world in the end.
It's that guy who saves the world – he's always used to saving the world.
Now, though, she's also used to saving the world.
I'm falling, tumbling towards the ground
It seems a little troublesome, and reality is never as perfect as a dream
Rose was most impressed by her days in a glass display case.
Because of Namen's absence for something, she was kidnapped by the enemy, but the man was a pervert with a collecting penchant.
As a result, her skin was turned into a solid stone and placed there as a statue. Her blood and guts had turned to graphite, and her heart of soft stone was beating very slowly.
Her consciousness was still clear, though she couldn't see or hear anything at all.
At that time, she realized that she could do nothing without him.
Every moment, every minute, every second of being a stone statue was waiting for her. She knew that he must be the last one to save her.
Although, after becoming flesh and blood again, the first thing she saw when she opened up was a strange man - she immediately recognized from the man's eyes, it was him.
At that moment, she finally understood that she couldn't do without him.
Even the flying battleships outside the window, the dragon knights fighting, and the entire burning city could not divert her attention.
"It's probably okay, anyway, your hypnotism has made me feel nothing for the past two days. ”
She stiffened and pretended to smile, saying this, wanting to prove that she was okay and could face danger with him.
But he chose to keep her in a safe place anyway.
“...... Are you really leaving, bastard!"
"I promise - I will definitely come back and protect you again. Let's go and wait for me. ”
With that, he resolutely headed for the final battle. It was the night of July 10, 1889.
Eventually, he came back – but only in a way that came back.
It's time to fly freely, and the wake in the sky is flying
Maybe I was through a dream, but it was incredibly real to me
I flew freely, even if I went deep into the depths of the storm
I trembled and ran free from my shackles and towards freedom
"Maybe suddenly, but I had to leave. ”
"I lost too much strength in the battle with Nogu...... Even more than the last time, I lost more in the continental war. ”
"The Great Cross is over, I don't have any extra strength left, now I have to go back to my own space and regain my strength there. ”
"It may surprise you, but I've caused you a lot of trouble during this time, and I apologize for the hassle. From now on, you can go back to your normal life. ”
"However, as a token of my gratitude, I have left you a gift. ”
"I believe that this gift will provide you with enough help, and before I leave, I have sealed all my experience and magical powers into it, and it should be enough for you. ”
"This gift may not be to your liking, but that's all I can do for you. ”
"As I promised, I will always use my power to protect you. ”
"Well, then, I hope you will be happy and prosperous in your life, Miss Quilahia...... No, Rise. The dream is gone, forget it. ”
"BTW: Spell Slayer is in the drawer of your dresser. ”
She opened the box, picked up the sapphire pendant, and burst into tears.
From that moment on, she was no longer an ignorant girl, she became a real woman.
That year, Rees Quilahia was 21 years old.
After that, she discovered that she also had a talent for magic, and quite a few.
Rees Quilahia, whose age is a secret, is on her way to the highest honor of a magician, the Ten Dans. One of the most powerful arcane mages in the world, specializing in the realm of the undead and the realm of faith.
She held the sapphire pendant on her chest, where it had spent tens of thousands of hours. Already, for a long time.
Today is February 14th. The day she defended her Ph.D. degree. This day is also called Valentine's Day.
(Insert Song:Skywriting,from last exile)
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