"Rustle." The sound of the tip of the pen swiping quickly across the paper kept ringing in the closed room, and the sound that should have been very quiet and difficult to hear echoed in this extraordinarily quiet room, becoming clearly audible.

The windows were curtained, and only a small portion of the sunlight from outside the windows could enter, causing the interior of the room to appear dim.

The top of the wooden table is covered with a variety of manuscript papers with patterns, symbols and words, although it seems to be placed randomly, but in fact there are deliberate categories, but because there are too many of them, the content on them is also a little too obscure, resulting in a very disorganized appearance at first glance.

"Damn, damn it, it shouldn't be like this, the result of estimating through those things you see every time is different, how is it possible, even if you miscalculate, it is absolutely impossible to be wrong every time and it is different every time."

Charles frantically threw the pen in his hand to the corner of the table, and pulled his already curly hair with his hand in a frenzy, making the hair that looked rather messy even more disorganized.

"How so, although I don't believe that our family's ability can completely predict the future, but it is completely feasible to use the images seen and the information collected by this ability to deduce the future, but why, the results are different every time, and they all look so bad..."

Charles' brow furrowed, his continued failure making him very irritable, and he drank the water from the wooden cup on the table, and the feeling of anger burning and his brain was too hot to fade a little.

"Calm down, calm down, Charles, you're a genius, this time it's really glorious and rich, right, it should be, uh, anyway, try again."

Charles, who took a breath, suppressed his annoyance, picked up the manuscript paper on the table, and looked at it again and again, and there was no problem with each calculation, and through one information and then using his unreliable ability to jump to the next information, he could predict the future to some extent.

But how did it turn out so badly, although it was vague, but after so many years, Charles could figure out a little bit about the picture corresponding to the good or bad of the final result, this result, Alesteller is going to be finished? How can it be? …

"But, no, it's not that I don't believe in this result, but the calculation is obviously correct, why is the answer different halfway? And all pointing to this ending? Charles, believe in yourself, believe in yourself, if you are not wrong, there must be something abnormal. ”

Knocking his head, so that doubts about himself were also shaken out of his head, Charles was sure that there was nothing wrong with his deduction, and if there was no problem with this ability, then he was right.

"So, what external forces interfered with me? External force, external force...? External force?! No way! Charles seemed to suddenly think of something, and shock took over his face for a moment, and a disbelieving Charles began to pace quickly around the room, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Little One! Is it you, no, it must be you, who is okay to interfere with my calculations! Charles asked with some uncertainty, then quickly affirmed himself, and then quickly surveyed the room.

[I didn't expect to be discovered by you so soon, long time no see, Charles.] 】

Charles quickly noticed something had changed as he surveyed the room, a line of inconspicuous black text appearing on his dusty vanity mirror, which he had barely used or wiped in years.

With a sigh of relief, Charles was a little glad that he hadn't screamed in the empty room like a madman, and more doubts and some irritation appeared in his heart.

"It's been a long time, so why are you interfering with my calculations, all of these results are too bad."

[Alas, although it is a bit abrupt, Charles, please stop trying to get involved in these events in Alestale, what you see is only a small part, the war between Seventan and Alestaler is largely superficial, and there are many beings meddling in Alestale, including my brothers and sisters. 】

"Huh? Is that so, but I still don't want to give up, since I can see the possibilities for the future, how can I not try to change, even if you don't help me, but don't interfere with my calculations. ”

[You can't change anything about the future snooping, there are too many calculations in it, no matter what you do at this time, the result may be exactly the same, they will interfere a little bit, and then let the result go on the right track. 】

"But Aunt Pernia, she must be the same, which of your siblings was she guided by? The outcome of the development of events is not the same as what I saw, and it is definitely not the same as the outcome they wanted, right, at least my prediction and participation changed the outcome, and it is the same now. ”

[I'm sorry, that's what I want to say to you, you have to stay away from your companion named Wang Yu. 】

"Why?" Charles was stunned.

[Because the biggest possibility is not that you affected the result, but that he affected the result, all the lines of fate are broken in this guy, there is no such thing as a background, it is completely the same as appearing out of thin air, either he is something more advanced than us, or someone is interfering with this person. 】

"Huh? Although I believe in your Xiaoyi, I also trust Wang Yu very much, and if you say this, it means that if I help Wang Yu, then things may change? ”

[Alas, I know you're going to think about it, but you have to know that what he's showing at the moment can only show that he's a "variable", he's too weak, and there's a presence that's already making arrangements for him, and he doesn't seem to be aware of it, if you use him as the key to breaking the game to change, then the biggest possibility is that you're also caught in the whirlpool of calculations and can't get out. 】

"Damn, isn't that the end already doomed, Alestaler will be done sooner or later? What the hell, you're telling me what the hell is going to happen to wipe out Alestale, it's a kingdom, Little One! ”

[I'm sorry, but there's only a limit to what I can do to save you in the chaos that follows, and although these things seem to happen to Alestaler, in fact, they are much more related.] 】

"No, even if you say that, I won't give up, obviously I changed the so-called fate with you when I was a child, so it will seem incompatible with this family later, and now you tell me to give up, obviously we have proved that the "fate" thing can be changed, I don't believe it. ”

Charles was a little confused by the words that appeared on the mirror, and slammed his fist on the table in annoyance, and the water glass was shaken up and fell to the side of the table, Charles scrambled to catch the cup, and his sleeve was also stained with some droplets of water gathered at the bottom of the cup, and put the cup back on the table, Charles fell silent.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

....... No handwriting appeared on the mirror for a while.

"Rustle—" The sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the pages sounded again, still clear and distinct in the silent room, and Charles's murmur echoed along with the sound of the pages.

"Wang Yu and I mentioned his understanding of fate, the sandbox, under certain limited conditions, in a specific environment, as long as you know the conditions in this environment, you can indeed predict the next outcome in this sandbox, and in reality it is almost impossible to get all these news."

"However, I know that there is one thing that can collect all the information in a certain sense, and that is the void, which is the same as the reflection, all the changes in the material world cannot escape the observation of the void, as long as you have this information, you can indeed predict the future under certain conditions."

"And I always knew that even if the Void always seemed to be more advanced than the Material World, and the power of those wizards was simply playing with the Material World, the Void and the Material World were indeed equal."

"The relationship between the material world and the void has always been mutually influential, otherwise the things that the Night's Edge dealt with would have rushed out and killed all the things in the material world."

"Just like you, you, Xiaoyi, it is absolutely impossible for the information to observe the material world through the void to be complete, and by changing the things of the material world, it can definitely affect the void in turn, and your so-called future that is difficult to change can definitely be changed, just like in the past, I will never give up."

"Change, it only takes some change, it can be done." Charles's words echoed in the room, and the silence was not the silence of Charles after giving up, but the contemplation brought by thinking, muttering his thoughts to himself, Charles buried his head in the pile of manuscript papers on the table and continued to find his own way to break the situation.

"Okay, I just like your kind of never give up, alas, it's useless to persuade you, then there's no way, I have to admit that a lot of what you said is right, although there are also mistakes in the mess, but since you choose to continue to try, then I wish you a good hand."

A leisurely voice came from his ears, and Charles was stunned, although he hadn't seen him for many years, it was still the same as at that time, obviously his voice had changed.

"Thank you." Charles smiled, and began to concentrate on completing the deduction in front of him.

"You're welcome..."

In the room, only the rustling of paper and pen rubbed remained.

……

After a long time, Charles put down the pen in his hand, looked at some of the results in front of him, and complex emotions appeared in his eyes, indeed, unbelievable, his ability only deduced the next little bit, and the power of the existence involved in the back was completely beyond his personal ability, and even if he calculated, he couldn't calculate it.

But even what was going to happen in the next period of time was enough to make Charles feel unspeakably frightened and frightened.

"So is it worth it, the biggest possibility is that the attempt you make ends up being meaningless."

"Happiness for the Enlightened!" Charles suddenly leaped out of his heaviness, and uttered the sentence in a somewhat strange tone with a strange rather difficult pose.

"Well, it's handsome, I learned it from the guy you kept me away."

“…… No, it looks very bad, and I don't know why I want to punch you twice. ”

"Damn, it must be that you don't know how to appreciate, this is too reasonable, at least I'm ready to come to my senses now." Charles, who had stood up in order to pose, sat back down, focusing on what might happen next.

"Alas, Wang Yu, I hope you are still as reliable as usual, otherwise my efforts will be in vain...", Charles muttered

"..., are you ready, then I will use my power to erase some of your memories and the memories of what you did in the next period of time."

"Is it enough to erase my memory, the impact of what I did should also be observed and calculated, what about this part."

"My power can only change your soul without attracting attention, and as for secret things, don't you believe in the god of the service of your archbishop friend, who is really a "god" who is too merciful. ”

"Oh, I see, He's so generous."

"Then I'll get started."

"Wait."

"What for?"

"Don't you think it's cool that we're turning the tide, just like which of my actions and words came before, aren't you? I think we're going to have to come up with a name for this operation! ”

......The voice that appeared out of thin air seemed to be speechless by Charles, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"You're talking!"

"Well... Why, then, what do you call it—" Charles's shout forced the voice to respond, and there was a hint of shame in his otherwise serious tone.

"Just call, Darktide, because—" Charles said his name for the next move, intending to explain why he had chosen such a perfect name, but a palm had pressed against his head before he could start chattering.

"Shut up, idiot."

…

"Ahh Charles suddenly raised his head from the state of lying on the table, and looked out the window, the sun had already set, and it was dark outside.

"Uh, did I oversleep, why is it getting dark?" I looked around in confusion, and suddenly found that the diary I had secretly taken on the table was still open.

"I'll go, how did this thing get turned out, this thing is unseemly, am I drunk or how did I get it, hell, why am I a little unconscious."

Hurriedly tucking the diary back under the bed, Charles patted his groggy brain and dug into his pocket.

"Eh, why is there a tarot card missing?" Frowning, this kind of spell casting material is not said to be thrown away, which means... What does it mean?

"It hurts, how do I feel pain all over my body, I feel as tired as I ran for an afternoon last time, Gan, I just woke up and have to sleep again, am I a pig..."

Charles didn't know why he had just become nervous, those nervous emotions were suddenly suppressed, and instead a feeling of exhaustion swept over his brain, coupled with the real weakness in his body, as soon as he collapsed on the bed, Charles's eyelids began to fight.

Between sleep and wakefulness, Charles's mouth moved slightly, "Dark tide, hehe..."