Good Grief, Who's That Blonde, Green-Eyed, Green-Hatted Little Girl?!

Had he simply never noticed it, and therefore mistaken it for something that did not exist?

His eyes, which had always seemed dangerous and wise, held a trace of confusion.

That girl resembled Kallen far more than Theresa did.

My God, Who Was That Blonde, Green-Eyed, Green-Hatted Loli?!

The romance of five hundred years ago.

The light of five hundred years ago.

The hopes of five hundred years ago.

When everything surged into his heart like a tide, there was only a long silence.

He still felt that the girl could not possibly be Kallen, merely a similar flower. But humans were creatures prone to deceiving themselves.

What if reincarnation truly existed in this world?

Even knowing that such a possibility was nearly nonexistent, he foolishly found himself harboring a sliver of hope.

What a weakling. His lips curled into a soundless laugh.

"Stop thinking about pointless things all the time."

Void Archive seemed to have noticed its holder's distraction and warned him.

The foremost priority now

was to begin preparations for war as soon as possible.

A treasure capable of drawing visitors from beyond the heavens here and making them willingly slaughter one another as sacrifices for a ritual was clearly no longer some legend concocted by Xu Fu to fool Ying Zheng, or by a Western European version of Xu Fu to fool Charles.

As locals,

they had to participate as well, seize that irresistible treasure firmly in their hands, and attempt to analyze and understand its mysteries in search of a way to save the world.

"You're right."

Void Archive's voice gradually brought Otto back to his senses.

Then he let out a sigh.

"Come to think of it... is that man called Fafnir?"

"Do you think he looks small?"

In response,

Void Archive offered a different