Look at the steps they are looking for.

"Look who's running this time!"

result:

"See, it's us who are running."

I have to say, you are really little geniuses.

...

For some reason, the apostle who controlled time did not catch up.

Watch them quietly as they flee from here.

"Never mind. The result is already determined."

He who exists in the past, present, and future simultaneously has naturally already seen the ending he wanted.

In this case, the process is meaningless.

After all, all He needs is an ending.

Rumble.

The door behind him slowly opened.

The purple-haired girl walked out slowly and stood quietly at the side of the door, like a loyal guard.

The old man understood.

He came to the bottom of the stairs and did not see the person coming, but bent down and saluted like a butler.

"Dear Princess, your loyal servant is glad to see you return."

This is a set of etiquette that is very characteristic of medieval humanity.

Maybe He doesn't like humans, but when facing "Him", He doesn't mind using human etiquette to welcome "Him"'s return.

"Little Third..."

Without seeing the person, one can only hear the ethereal and pleasant notes turning into a call.

but……

"You...should come out and see me."

This is a very strange result.

What do you mean...you should come out to see me?

Xilin, who was standing behind him without saying a word, glanced at 003.

There was no expression, but his eyes revealed a hint of "as expected".

Pata~ Pata~

“He” took a step forward, walked up the stairs and went down.

Listening to the slow and clear sound coming towards him, it passed by the old man as if he was facing a stranger.

From beginning to end, "He" didn't even care about the loyal servant in front of him.

"what……"

But “His” steps paused again.

Before leaving, “He” seemed to realize that he had overlooked something, and a smile slowly appeared on his dull expression.

Turning around, what kind of emotion is in that empty gaze?

Nobody knows.

But at this moment, "Him"'s gaze was not directed at the old man who was close at hand, but at the purple-haired girl who always kept "Him" thousands of miles away.

"Little Second."

"Huh?" Obviously, Xilin, who was not used to being called that, showed some strangeness.

But perhaps it was because the name came from the girl in front of him.

Yes, I mean...

she was.

Therefore, there was not even a trace of dissatisfaction on the face of this proud queen.

"Come."

Just like calling his naughty sister, "He" reached out to the girl.

“He” can laugh, something Xilin is very familiar with.

But that does not prove that “He” will reveal that one side of Him to anyone.

Perhaps only by realizing this can we understand what an honor it is to smile at Him at this moment.

So, the purple-haired girl's golden eyes returned to calm after a brief shock.

She took a step forward, walked down the stairs, passed the old man who was still standing there, and came to the familiar girl.

To be honest, "He" really looks exactly like her.

But in fact, the face was three parts similar and seven parts unfamiliar.

To be honest, it is not an appearance that can be described by beauty or ugliness.

“He” is very beautiful, a beauty that cannot be described.

But it’s not worth paying attention to this kind of beauty.

"He" feels familiar to the girl, yet so strange and out of reach.

“He” clearly had a face that could only be described as similar, yet it seemed as if he saw the girl right in front of him.

So even now, Xilin doesn't know how to face "Him".

When the beating heart merged into the bright red crystal and was carefully protected by "Him" like a naughty child, the boundless hatred for "Him" in the heart was touched a little.

He had imagined meeting her many times, but never thought it would be so dull.

“He” is like a child.

A new bud that is ignorant but eager to sprout.

His awakening was so gentle that it did not arouse the slightest awe in people.

"Are you...thinking about me?"

The gentle touch on her cheek awakened the girl from her daydreaming state.

The gentle smile was still in front of me, and the hand that had been caressing my cheek without me knowing when.

The action is very intimate, just like facing a family member.

But Xilin did not struggle, did not resist, and did not make any move.

He simply avoided the other party's kind gaze.

But this made the smile on the face of "Him" in front of him even more obvious.

"Little Second, you have found a very good successor."

"It is His honor." The girl who had been silent until now finally spoke.

This answer was not reverent, but it also contained no hostility.

Just like when I face her normally, a playful joke.

"Ah."

But this joke received the most serious response.

"You are really different from Little Second."

"You've already said that."

“But…” “He” withdrew his hand and shook his head.

"I still feel... curious?"

"Is that so?"

“He” took a step forward and came very close.

"I wonder if a little dick like this will tell me stories like it used to."

"I wonder if Little No. 2 will teach me how to play chess."

"I'm more curious, will you do this again and again, no... no..."

"Do not……"

"Take the trouble."

Seeing "Him" stuttering for a long time, Xilin casually supplemented it and couldn't help complaining.

"Since you are like this, please stop using idioms."

"Oh……"

But "Him" was seen immersed in his own thoughts.

One second...two seconds...

"Well, yes... take your time."

Finally, after careful consideration and verification, "He" nodded seriously and looked at Xilin again.

"Will you still take the trouble to answer my questions?"

"..."

"Maybe." In the end, He couldn't bear to refuse, even though this easily inflated Queen was not a very patient person.

But if that girl really asked me some questions over and over again, then I would definitely not refuse.

"Well...I'm...happy."

He got the answer he wanted, and this time, joy appeared on “His” face.

"At this time, I should..."

"Touched...sad...thank you..."

"Yeah, it's a thank you."

Raising his head, “He” looked at Xilin solemnly.

"Thank you."

"..."

Xilin remained silent, because he had never encountered such a situation before.

But I saw that "Him" had no intention of looking away after thanking me.

So the two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

for a long time……

"..."

"Can I... apologize to you?"

After a silence that could be called dead silence, a sudden sentence broke the increasingly strange atmosphere.

Xilin was also stunned. She didn't understand why he had just thanked her and now he was apologizing?

And if you want to apologize, then apologize. Are you serious in the tone you use when you ask for my opinion?

I have to ask first who should apologize.

"Can I apologize to you?"

How to answer this question?

This doesn't follow the routine!

(At this point, I can finally say that sentence, which is the countdown at the end of each volume.)

(Only this time, there is no longer a countdown to the end of the roll.)

(It’s the countdown to the completion of this book.)

(The final battle, um... should be finished before the New Year, just in time for the Chinese New Year, so I can write some sweet extra chapters for the New Year.)

(Of course, this is just for reference. After all, the completion time I mentioned was basically stabbed by myself.)

(As for the next book, Omphalos is out, but I haven’t finished the story yet. I plan to adjust the situation of the next book after I finish it.)

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