Beyond Alioth, at the ultimate end of the Void, a castle stood alone.
Above the castle, a sacred white line stretched across the sky. Sometimes it branched, but those branches were always smoothed away in the end.
"This is the end of the Void? The end of time?"
Harry made a welcoming gesture. "Yes, that is the answer you seek. Please, go in."
Seeing that Harry did not seem to intend to enter, Loki asked, "Aren't you coming with us?"
Harry shook his head. "I'll go in later, but not now. You two, the answer is right in front of you. What are you waiting for?"
Loki and Sylvie exchanged a glance, then crossed through the black mist.
As for Harry, the data generated by his possession just now had been enormous, and so were the gains—he needed to spend some time here planning his next move.
He wanted to completely control Alioth.
On the other hand, having the two Lokis complete this entire story was part of another deal, though he was not yet sure who the buyer was.
A dilapidated castle—who would have thought this was what stood at the ultimate end of the Void?
The castle was incredibly old and worn, its walls covered in cracks left by time. It looked as though it could collapse at any moment, yet it was actually indestructible.
The two stopped before the castle gates, their breathing growing heavier. Sylvie in particular took a deep breath before stepping forward.
"You're not going to stop me from kicking the gate down?"
"Does that even matter?" Loki asked, somewhat confused.
"If you have a problem with it, just say so." Sylvie stepped back and said to Loki.
"No, I don't have a problem with it."
"Well, that's a first."
Sylvie fell silent.