Chapter 531

Strictly speaking, Novia felt the same way about Yahweh, whom she had met a few times, and Jesus, whom she had never met. Just like with Luce, Erice, or the Little Mher in front of her, she felt like family rather than 'herself'.

Novia looked at Little Mher's reddened eyes and suddenly chuckled. There was no sarcasm in her laughter; instead, it carried a hint of self-mockery.

"You're right," he said, rubbing his temples. "Anyway, I'm not logging in."

The lights outside the window flickered suddenly, as if echoing the subtle change in atmosphere inside the room.

Little Mher turned her face away, the chains jingling softly with her movement.

Seeing that Little Mher had finally calmed down, Novia breathed a sigh of relief and asked again:

"So, Little Mher, what are your impressions of the Sea Goddess of Armenia?"

The Sea Goddess of Armenia, Deity who had contact with the One God in epic tales, gave birth to the Sasun people.

Novia found it hard to imagine how this Sea Goddess could have done it. Although from a later perspective, this was Armenia embellishing their local hero after Faith to Christianity, the fact that Little Mher actually appeared suggests that it was likely true.

"... Have you even forgotten your Great-Grandmother?"

Upon closer reflection, even Little Mher was somewhat confused.

The god, whom all living beings Duryodhana, is Supreme Being who can command all living beings in the world with a wave of his hand.

She suddenly wondered, what was his reason for creating the Sasun family, this heroic clan? Was it because of his love for his Great-Grandmother? That seemed impossible; how could a god at that time possibly have such a reason...?

"But to be honest, I don't really remember..."

Little Mher paused, "But I vaguely remember seeing it once in a dream when I was born, though I've almost forgotten the details. My Great-Grandmother seemed to be carrying some kind of snack, and oh right, I saw something that looked like a title—"

The gray, gloomy, gray area seemed to be filled with beings indulging in vanity and Desire, beings that intended to deny everything.

"Storm Maiden."

So, let's move the stage to a room in an ordinary, unremarkable world.

"... Rushana."

Upon hearing the voice, the blue-haired girl, who had been in a daze, snapped back to reality.

I felt completely dazed.

She hurriedly rubbed her eyes and found that the four people in front of her were still eating, but the atmosphere was a little strange.

Perhaps it was because he, as the false Rushana, met the real Rushana.

"Still not used to it? Don't overthink it. I say you are, and that's it. Neither the Savior nor the Mahavairocana can interfere."

"Yeah, it's nothing, you're worrying."

The girl shook her head at the gentle-looking Rushana and added, "When should I return to my Teacher?"

Upon hearing this, apart from the young man with straight hair, a beard, and Crown of Thorns who was still eating heartily as if oblivious to the world around him, the other three Buddhas all looked embarrassed. In particular, the Mahavairocana, wearing sunglasses, pulled a pink lollipop from his mouth and couldn't help but feel awkward about the gaze cast by the Savior beside him.

In fact, not long ago he confessed to Savior and Rushana that he had used some newly learned Alchemy techniques to create a Rushana, but accidentally ended up in another world.

Then Rushana volunteered to go and search for it, and suddenly he had a "what a good kid" expression on his face. Afterwards, Mahavairocana saw the Rushana he had created standing next to the real Rushana. By the way, the real Rushana said that for now, he could be called by another name, "Vairocana".

The two then learned what had happened from Rushana, while the Savior remained calm, as if he had known all along... Perhaps that was indeed the case.

And so, there was silence.

"Rushana."

Suddenly, Vairocana spoke.

Sensing his intention, the blue-haired girl raised her eyes.

Mahavairocana's eyes, hidden behind pink sunglasses, trembled slightly. She removed the sunglasses, exposing her inner eyes to the outside air.

"I accept you. From now on, you're my little sister."

"Well, since it was my fault, I have no choice but to accept it."

"You two are quite capable of getting things done. Fine, since you're both like this, then I'll just have to wait until I'm like this too."

Before Rushana could react, the Great Gate of the house was pushed open, and a young man wearing Crown of Thorns walked in carrying vegetables. When he saw the others besides Vairocana, he happily came over and shook hands with each of them.

"Long time no see, there are still Savior in the Mahavairocana. Are you here to visit Little Lu? You've come at the perfect time! These dishes of mine are... um, and who is this gentleman?"

"My sister."

"... ha?!"

Then, back to the present, since the group's chopsticks hadn't moved for a while, Jesus, who had been engrossed in his meal, looked up and casually asked:

"Little Lu, who is your Teacher?"

It's quite strange, really. Rushana also knew about the Trinity, because logically, the Jesus before him should have had a similar aura to Novia.

Despite her confusion, she cautiously asked, "Theoretically, that should be you too."

"I?!"

Jesus was so surprised he almost choked on the Chinese Cabbage in his mouth.

"Because of the Trinity."

"Oh, this thing."

Upon hearing this, Jesus' reaction calmed down. Jesus clasped his outstretched hands together in a prayer position. "Are you talking about something on Earth, or something in the Universe? Wait a minute, aren't you Little Lu's sister? You should understand, right?"

"... What's the meaning?"

"Well, how should I put it..."

So says the Savior of the Church.

Just like buying groceries as usual, and as calm as Teacher announcing the Answer.

"Anyway, it's not my fault, it should be my father's fault. He clearly wanted to lend a helping hand, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. 'The world below is so dark, if we can live well like this, that's enough. I'm already content. There's no need to do anything more.' He kept repeating this sentence all day long, and it annoyed me so much that I had no choice but to step in."

Accompanied by his eloquent speech, he now placed his hand on his forehead, gritting his teeth.

"How infuriating! To save face for my father, I swallowed my pride and called my younger brother 'Father' so many times!"

Chapter 542 Alice, just go for it!

"Little Alice is truly remarkable; she was able to persevere for so long. Such character is indeed rare and precious."

"Shut up."

Just like the weather outside, the sky inside the Kuonji was also a gray, overcast color.

In the living room, which had some modern technology, Aoko Aozaki sat on the Sofa as usual, holding a cup of Black Tea in one hand and gripping a book tightly in the other.

"You did some really annoying things, and that's to be expected."

The moment the voice that had been swirling in her mind faded, Aoko Aozaki uncontrollably put down her Black Tea and, with an extremely cold gaze, placed her pen on the blank space of her book.

It was as if they were about to write something down at any moment.

"I told you to stop right now, Yumina."

Before the New Era was established, Magecraft who entered the Clock Tower would hear the name of the Second Magician, Zelretch, whether they intended to or not. When they rose to around the Cause, they would learn the name of another Magecraft, the First Magus, Yumina, who was also the name of the Clock Tower's Botany Department.

Of the five great laws so far, the first and fifth are special, as they are True Magic brought from the Root. The other two, three, and four are True Magic that reach the Root. Moreover, unlike the True Magic of the Age of Gods, the five great laws are the Principle of the Cosmos, not the Principle of the Star.

The content related to the First Magic can be seen in the Bond Craft Essence of Swimsuit Fairy Tristan: 'Write down what happened in a book, and then understand it as Magecraft.'

That was the Magecraft of the Fairy Britain Queen, a mysterious and original form of existence that Magecraft Pan-Human History had forgotten.

Anything related to the First Magic is more or less related to Witch. Of course, this excludes titles defined AD or by humans. It mainly depends on bloodline. Except for direct descendants of Yumina, if Witch has a child with a human, Familiar to have 'mixed bloodlines and a corrupted soul'. Beryl's mother is a representative of this. If it is a direct descendant, it is the pure-blooded Witch Mainster, the mother of Alice.

Of course, theoretically, there's also the Sajo family, since Mrs. Sajyou's Blessing disappeared after giving birth to Aika, and she's from England, uses black Magecraft, plus there's the aura of the Lady of the Lake Vivian in the garden, so there's a strong connection.

However, the requirement to 'write stories' and transform them into mystical elements is not limited to the past, but also includes new things.

Alice's friend, whom she met in London before, was the 'Coal Witch' who rose to power during the Industrial Revolution and was once the Lord of the Botany Department, Liddell.

"Fourteen years ago, in this era, you wrote down a wish, didn't you, Little Alice?"

At that moment, Aoko Aozaki's expression was incredibly complex.

Fourteen years ago, when the New Era had just begun, Witch living in Akihabara, after completing her daily task of observing the outside world, curiously approached a Candy Machine that had long since lost its human presence and been forgotten by the survivors of a catastrophe. She inserted a coin, and with a click, candy fell out, but it wasn't the kind the Witch wanted.

"I made a wish for something I wanted, but what came out was something different."

It's just like life. For example, she wanted to protect the Kuonji residence, but she was able to save it thanks to Manazuru Chitose.

So the Witch hurried home and put her idea into practice.

People who have just experienced the World War have countless wishes in their hearts: they want their families to come back, they want their Servant to die, they want to commit suicide, they want to feel alive, they want to succeed, they want to get married, they want peace of mind, they want to be loved, they want to change the ending, they want to make up for the loss, they want to find that happiness again, they want to forget that time. This is the Fairy-Tale Monster Wishing Star Box, the Wish Capsule Machine.

However, the Witch ultimately did not extract the wish, but merely abandoned it somewhere in the mansion.

"That's all in the past, Yumina. I have no desires."

Her words, spoken with a bored expression, were slightly out of character for Witch's duty and contained a hint of inexplicable anxiety.

No, you do.

The Witch was once again silenced by Yumina's extremely confident voice, and could only retort, "... Wishes? Where are they? I have no wishes."

"That's a question you'll have to ask yourself."

Yumina paused. "Of course, I will write down your wish in the book truthfully. You know, Alice, I won't lie to you... unless you deny it."

Upon hearing this, hostility flashed in the Witch's eyes.

To say that she was being hypocritical? This was unforgivable. Even if it was an ancestor, or someone she considered an enemy, it was an extremely serious insult to her.

Despite her appearance remaining untouched by time, the Witch, who has adhered to her principles for fifty years, doesn't feel she has any desires whatsoever. If she does, it's merely to help Aoko retain more data.

Therefore, the Witch allowed Yumina to control her body and write down what she believed to be her wishes in the margins of the book.

Brew a cup of Black Tea and enjoy the cool breeze.

Let me think for a moment about the origins of this feeling.

It's like having Perfection brewed and perfectly heated Black Tea in a cozy little study.

A cup of Black Tea on the table, illuminated by candlelight.

Sometimes it's like walking with you under the shade of trees, feeling the gentle breeze.

All of these things are unrelated, but you are in them all.

It's you, the junior colleague Utsumi Erice likes me, and you've always liked her too.

So.

As I contemplate yesterday's desires and fantasize about the Future, I gaze at the crimson Command Spell in my hand, in this world where you sometimes fill my heart and sometimes vanish from my sight.

Therefore, both the past and the Future are filled with the wind and Black Tea that are with you now.

So, let me take another sip of Black Tea, just like the sweetness you gave me that day—I can only dream about it, and can only dream about it.

But I don't care.

Because we have a long time--

"... What nonsense are you writing?"

Yumina was forced to stop writing by Alice's seemingly indifferent demeanor.

"Am I writing nonsense?"

Yumina Alice smiled, "You had an unspoken wish, and I helped you. That's good enough, especially since it was just a small favor. The person who said that to you was an idiot, wasn't they? I remember you thinking something like that back then. I made some changes, but you should remember it very clearly, right, little Alice?"

"Yes, I remember, but that's not true."

How could Aoko Aozaki not remember him, the one who saved her with such a simple wish, and the one who spoke gently to the soon-to-disappear Louis with his own body?

How should I put it? Those familiar words, that one superfluous sentence, were enough to disturb the heart of Aoko Aozaki.

Oh, Demon King...

"Hehe, your throat and stomach are both Gilgamesh. Heh, eating emotions is really against common sense, but after all, it's Little Alice. Why did you get angry after I pointed it out?"

"Never mind me, you're the one who's angry, Yumina."

Hmm...

I was more perceptive than usual today. Was it because I directly and bluntly pointed out his flaws?