"You can survive the impact of the Light, but even so, your fate will not change."

Gale was different from ordinary church knights, even though he had been drained of his life force, his body still stood on the ground.

No, there was not even a trace of life in his body, I am afraid that even his spirit was fused with the phantom of the god, and when the holy light disappeared, he would disappear with him.

Gail stared at the boy indifferently, and the great shadow of the gods seemed to listen to his request, and the blazing white "sun" attacked the boy again after a brief silence.

Although Remilia's injuries were miraculously healed, she herself had lost the ability to fight, and could only watch unwillingly as the boy was engulfed by the holy light.

The holy light that smashed on the ground did not wipe out the boy with a single blow, but left behind the young man covered in blazing white flames and with a broken body.

Although his body had become tattered, the young man's expression was as calm as ever.

Obviously, it looked like he would be burned out by the holy light in the next second, but he still smiled at Remilia indifferently: "Really, I originally thought that I could stay a little longer, and it is really worthy of you, Remilia, I actually absorbed all the power left by the spear, but in this way, I can also be completely relieved." ”

"Ernie-chan, you ......" The sudden separation made Remilia's nose sour, and something uncontrollable seemed to be pouring out of her eyes.

Even if she knew it, she still couldn't change it, this was the cruelty of fate - for the first time, Remilia hated her precise and terrifying "intuition" so much.

"Don't worry, didn't we agree, I'll protect you."

The boy smiled and turned around, leaving Remilia with a distant back, and he looked up at the tall shadow of the god, then turned his gaze to Gael, who was not completely dead.

After a brief silence, the boy said something like this: "...... Congratulations, knight, you won the battle. ”

With that, the young man opened his arms, still spreading through his whole body from the blazing white flame, he just looked at the knight with a gaze that gradually lost his temperature, and said lightly at the last moment when his body disappeared: "So, disappear contentedly." ”

After the boy's words fell, his body was completely swallowed by the holy light, but at this moment, a strange change occurred, and where the boy disappeared, there was a strange wave in the space there.

Burst.

The space seemed to have been poked into a hole, and the bottomless crack began to burst around along the hole, and then the night sky peeled off like a broken mirror.

Cracks connected the sky, distorted colors spread throughout the world, and the endless abyss would be swallowed up even by the light, not even with the eyes.

Incomprehensible, unobservable, the shattered sky seemed to have become some kind of creature from another dimension, existing there in a way that the living could not recognize.

Here, the concept of power seems to be blurred, and the phantom of the gods has launched countless attacks against the shattered sky, but the holy light seems to have been denied, and has lost its original light before it can shine.

Tick.

I don't know when a figure appeared on the ground, as if it had always existed there, he had the appearance of a young man, but the inner difference was like a moat.

The blue flames wrapped around his hands, and the phantom of the gods was like a helpless child in front of the flames, deprived of even the right to let out a wail, and burned out in just one face.

Completely lifeless, Gail fell straight down, his face full of fear of the unknown, and he couldn't understand until he died, what kind of concept the existence of the boy was to the world.

Smack.

It was as if the show was over, the boy snapped his fingers, and the shattered sky, the distorted colors, the faint blue flames, everything disappeared into the world below the living, like a dream.

Only the figure of the young man who gradually faded in the cold moonlight was left.

"It's over," said the end of the battle in two simple words, and the boy patted the dust that was not present in his hands, turned to Remilia again, and said, "It's time to say goodbye." ”

“...... Are you leaving," Remilia was not surprised, but her grief was honestly impossible to hide, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Why?" ”

"Probably because, the time is up," the young man shrugged helplessly: "Or, in the future, you can also be reassuring alone, about these, the witch lady over there should have guessed a long time ago, right?" ”

Even if you remember the incomprehensible battle just now, your head felt like it was about to explode, so Pachou selectively forgot the power of the young man that even a god could easily play.

Hearing the boy's question, Patchouli, who had just recovered from the shock, only showed an expression that was indeed so.

"Demons."

She said the key: "There is no demon who can appear without relying on magic, and if your master does not need to provide you with power, then there must be something else." ”

Hearing this, Remilia suddenly looked at the spear that was still in her hand, and there was no longer the amazing magic power that she had seen when she first saw it, leaving only the peace that was completely integrated with her.

Looking back now, from the beginning, the boy was not summoned by himself, but attracted by this magic spear, so he appeared in this world.

In other words, from the very beginning, the object that provided the boy with the magic power of the present world was this magic spear, and when Remilia absorbed all the power in the magic spear for her own use, it was natural for the boy to disappear without the magic power supply.

This is also the future she sees from her fate, and it is also the future that Remilia does not want to accept.

In this battle, she will lose her most important thing, and it is precisely because she does not want to be robbed of her treasures for no reason, so she chooses to completely integrate all the power of the Divine Spear, and the Shadow of the Gods, no, against fate.

Dramatically, it was precisely because he completely absorbed the power of the spear that the boy finally disappeared.

As a result, everything is arranged by fate.

A weak anger rose in her heart, and Remilia suddenly pounced on the young man in front of her, holding him tightly with both hands, burying her head in his arms, at this moment, she was unprecedentedly weak.

"Don't go, okay?" Remilia prayed, warm tears soaking the boy's shirt.

"I'm sorry." It seems that the only thing the boy can do is to apologize.

He touched Remilia's head and said bitterly, "I can't stay here, for you and your world, my existence is distorted, a fallacy that must be eliminated, just like that knight." ”

He said helplessly: "We are all beings who should not appear in your world, so in order to eliminate these fallacies that should not exist, I will answer the call, in order to completely eliminate the source of chaos in this world. ”

"No," Remilia said firmly, rejecting the boy's words, "our destinies are linked, and I can feel that my encounter with you is inevitable. ”

“...... Perhaps. ”

The boy smiled with a smile that he didn't know whether it was relief or worry: "But this is also one of the reasons for the distortion, my encounter with you has been a ...... from the beginning"

"Don't go on!" Remilia rudely interrupted the boy.

His mouth opened, and in Remilia's tearful gaze, the boy was unable to speak.

As if in a contest, silence spread between the two of them, until Remilia's tears rolled down her cheeks, and she gritted her teeth and asked in an unquestioning tone, "Now, Ernie sauce, will we meet again?" ”

No, because when the distortion is corrected, all the wrong world trajectories will be restored, and the fate lines that should have passed by each other will no longer have the possibility of intersecting again, and you will soon forget that I exist.

In the end, it's just a dream.

As Remilia watched, the boy couldn't tell the cruel truth.

"Yes." The boy smiled.

It was not a complete lie, but a miracle that pinned this innocent feeling on the ethereal.

Even fate cannot be observed, even the world can be surpassed, and that is the power of miracles.

"Perhaps, in some corner of the future, we will meet again, in the cracks of the world, the miracle land that the rules cannot reach, we may meet again." Along with his own regret, he pinned it on a miracle, and the boy said with relief.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Remilia burst into tears and said solemnly to the boy, "Then, Ernie sauce, come and pull the hook." ”

The boy was stunned, then smiled and stretched out his little finger.

The two little fingers, one big and one small, hooked together, and the boy and Remilia looked at each other, and by this time she already understood the meaning of this action.

It's definitely not a goodbye, Ernie sauce, you said you'll protect me forever, it's something that was decided from the moment our fates were connected, so, it's definitely not a goodbye.

So, definitely, at some point in the future, we will meet again.

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......

"After that, the girl grew up, and in order to be recognized by the boy at a glance when they met again, she stopped her physical age forever at that moment, so, many, many years later-"

"That girl and boy meet again, right?!"

"Yes, they met, in the distant future, after that-"

"Girls and teenagers live happily ever after, don't they? Are they married? Like a prince and princess, living in a palace? ”

"Well, that's not the case...... They lived in the mansion and were not married, because of some historical problems, the boy was demoted to a servant this time as a housekeeper. ”

"W-why, it's not funny at all!"

The girl rolled on the bed, seemingly unhappy with the ending of the story, and the teenager on the side just smiled wryly and closed the storybook in his hand, making some promises that resembled a change in the story before barely calming the noisy girl.

It took a lot of effort to lull the girl who loved to listen to stories to sleep, and the boy quietly exited the room, who knows, there was already someone waiting for her outside the door.

"Fran slept?" She asked.

"Well, it's finally coaxed," the boy let out a helpless sigh, and said as he flipped the storybook in his hand, "and it turns out that this story didn't seem to be Miss Patchouli's style, and the ending was ......."

"Aang? Takeya, do you have any comments on Miss Ben's story? She showed the tiger teeth at the corners of her mouth, and puffed up her flat chest full of pride: "This is a story written by Miss Ben with her own inspiration, and the dream I had yesterday feels quite real." ”

"What, it turned out that Remilia wrote it, then there is no problem, and besides, you actually have such a dream, poof....." Takeya showed a natural expression, which made Remilia very unhappy.

"Hey! There is no problem with what Miss Ben wrote! Also, what do you mean by that?! "Remilia has a faint tendency to go berserk.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but the protagonists of this story don't have names, and the characters are set up, demon vampires, two sisters, and witches, maids, and doors...... You probably wrote it in the background of everyone in the Red Devil Pavilion, right? Takeya tried to ask.

"......" Remilia fell silent unnaturally.

"It can't be true, right?" Takeya scratched his chin and asked embarrassedly.

"Less, less verbose! Miss Ben is based on reality, do you have any opinions? Probably ashamed, Remilia blushed a little excessively, and seemed a little angry.

"That's not true, it's just that in this case, the boy in your story is not based on my prototype?" Takeya pointed to himself and asked.

"I say, there must be a limit to being brazen," Remilia glanced at Takeya and said disdainfully, "Miss Ben's protagonist is a powerful being who can easily take over even the gods of the church with Ganganil." ”

"Gungnir's words, I can too, you see, the gun comes-" Wu also raised his hands in disbelief, and the brilliance of the spear flashed away, and landed firmly in his palm: "Gungnir summoned successfully." ”

"Give Miss Ben back! You thief! Snatching back his own Gangenir, Remilia glared at Takeya and said viciously: "Miss Ben's protagonist has been protecting 'me' from beginning to end, but it's not a slippery head who can only steal!" ”

"What, if you want to protect your determination, I'm not bad, uh......" Takeya paused, his expression was a little weird, and it seemed that he was a little suspicious of confession.

"Really?" On the contrary, Remilia didn't feel shy at all, she just glanced at Wu Ye, who was embarrassed, and said with a corner of her mouth: "Then you can try to protect Miss Ben well." ”

"Oh! Then you can take a good look. ”

"Huh~ It's very imposing, then Miss Ben is looking forward to it, Wu Ye."

"Huh? Shouldn't you call me Ernie sauce at this time? ”

"It's a little bit less, bastard Takeya! Who's going to call you Ernie sauce! "Pedal, pedal, Remilia ran away, and sure enough, she was still shy.

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Fin