It's a lifeless space. Mobile access m.

All around was gray mist, and beneath the feet was the earth, which did not allow any vegetation to grow, pale and flat. The overhead is also covered in gray mist, and when you look up, you seem to be able to see far away, and it seems that only a few hundred meters away, the sky has merged with the surrounding horizon.

There is no sound, no moving objects, no breath to be felt. No matter which direction you go, the scene in your sight will not change in the slightest. Even if you try to shout loudly, the sound will dissipate into the endless wasteland, and you can't even hear the echo.

This is the interior of the upper half of the tower of "Elpari", where Bayard currently lives.

If he left an ordinary person here alone, even if the threat of hunger and thirst was not considered, the emptiness and loneliness would be enough for him to sustain himself for too long. However, for Bayard, being alone in this place does not make him feel uncomfortable in the slightest - or rather, he has long been accustomed to this seemingly monotonous life.

What's more, the emptiness and nothingness in the eyes of others contain many mysteries in his sight.

The space in front of us is connected to the astral realm on one side and the material realm on the other, and it is producing countless changes at every moment, including many clues to the truth, but most people can't perceive it at all.

Lately, however, Bayard seems to have suddenly lost the mood to observe what it all did. Maybe even if he stays in such a place for a long time, he wants to change his mood.

"Three thousand years...... the man sighed softly, retracting his gaze from under his feet.

He wasn't talking about the time he spent here, of course—the whole of Al Parui was split in half, but it was more than a decade ago, and before that, he had often left the place to meet with a few of his friends in the physical realm. That phrase refers to a "legend" that Bayard has not personally experienced, but has heard of.

Or convention.

For him personally, it doesn't matter if the vows made so long ago are true or not. Today, with the occurrence of accidents one after another, the agreement has long lost most of its meaning. The reason why he had come here, quietly waiting for everything to develop, was only because of someone's request, and because of the determined look in her eyes at that time.

Even "that incident" has been ten years ago.

For the Kamals, or other mortal realms, ten years is enough time to make a lot of changes. Not to mention the present, it is as if an invisible hand is pulling the lines of fate, dragging the entire continent towards an unknowable future, but inevitably far removed from the present. In this situation, he insisted on doing nothing, but he looked like a fool.

All in all, Bayard was a little overwhelmed. That's why he asks Jill to go to the Wraith Forest to investigate the whereabouts of "that man".

In his opinion, Jill's temperament is somewhat elusive, but it is the only viable option. Hughes's ability is sufficient, but his temperament is too jumpy, and most of the time he can't rely on it; Barak lacked knowledge of occult arts, and the affairs of the empire made him weak; As for Cullen, what was going on between them, Bayard knew it all the more.

It might be a good idea to entrust the 'silver witch' of the church through Hughes - just to think about it, of course. Bayard understood that they were probably not enemies and were no longer companions.

As if the heavens had guessed his thoughts, from the other side of this space, on the other side of the "Elparui", suddenly a call belonging to a certain Iter was heard.

"Hey, hey, Bayard! I know you're awake, so please reply, okay?"

"If you have something, just say it." He suppressed the thought that had just come to him and replied without emotion, "I don't have time to listen to you."

"What a heartbreak, Bayard." Hughes Dark-eyed hippie smiling face, the man could almost imagine, "I've brought some important information, don't you really care at all...... Then I'll go."

Bayard didn't bother to answer even a word. Since Hughes came to the door, he wouldn't just leave, and he was very sure of that.

Sure enough, after about a minute of silence, the voice of the Iter sounded again in his head.

"It's boring, you guy." The thoughts from the other side were mixed with helplessness, but they couldn't hear the angry look at all, "Anyway, first of all, Jill and they are gone, you know about this, right?"

"Hmm."

"Where did they go? Not only Jill, but also what I told you...... That whole mercenary group named Lily Nono, Pfister's apprentice!"

"I don't know."

"How could you not know!" Hughes's tone suddenly rose an octave, as if the whole person was jumping, "I'm boasting that someone like Bayard will definitely find their whereabouts—you can't hurt me!"

"They went to another world and haven't returned. Moreover, there is no trace of their passage in the astral plane." Bayard was unmoved, "If you want more specific information, go to Alicia."

"Where can I find that woman......" the Ites seemed to wilt suddenly, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

How could he be—or rather, where was he in the mood to joke with an Iter. Bayard kept his mouth shut, but the dissatisfaction passed through his will.

The communication between the two was interrupted again for more than a minute, and then the silence was broken again by Hughes.

"Well, don't be angry, Bayard, I'm not...... I'm just, a little anxious." The Ites whispered, "Let me tell you the rest, Bayard."

He still didn't answer, just conveyed a little softer emotion.

"The little witch asked me to bring it to you." Hughes said happily, "She told me to tell you that if anything, go ahead and ask her for help—well, that's not what she said, but I'm sure I'm right!"

"Even if you have to go against 'her' instructions?" Bayard pursed her lips and asked rhetorically, almost emotionlessly.

"Huh? That, ahem, this one." Hughes was visibly choked, but quickly came to his senses, "Times are different, right, everyone changes! So...... So, maybe......" the Ites' voice lowered, "I can go and ask...... But, Bayard, we ...... Did you really do it right?"

"There is no right or wrong future." Without any hesitation, the man said what he really thought that had always belonged to him, "And history will eventually be eliminated by time."

The thought on the other side paused for a moment, and then, as if he heard, the Ites sighed softly.

"I...... Got your point, Bayard." Hughes hesitated and 'said', "That'...... It seems that there are some things that I ...... Needless to say. It's just, the little witch, and Larum...... I'm worried about you."

Bayard looked up at a dark dome. He knew that his end might be the same—from heaven and earth, and from nothingness.

"It doesn't have to be this way." He put aside the faint warmth in his heart, and still replied without emotion, "The path I choose will naturally bear the consequences. That's fate."

"Okay...... Well, though, I'll come back to see you!" Hughes seemed to deliberately want to make his voice cheerful, "That's it!"

Thinking was disconnected, and in the void space, only Bayard was left.

It seems that a long time ago, someone made a similar agreement with him, but it was ...... As he said, it has become history, drowning in the river of time.

No oath is truly eternal. He remembered the oath, but the man who made the promise was gone. Even if he can find the other party one day, the scene of the oath he made back then may be long gone.

"This world has passed for three thousand years since its birth."

Bayard looked at the void in the distance, and his heart was calm. By the time everyone has made a decision, maybe he's ...... and the creatures of the other world, who will also usher in their own destiny.

"Even if humanity is destroyed, the world will still exist." He muttered to himself, "Even if the El Continent disappears, it won't be able to cause a ripple in this vast multiverse. ”

"For fathers, we ...... It's just a few wisps of dust. ”