The Oldest Ancestor in the History of Simps

Sender: Magical Merih!

"Hello, genius of the Clock Tower.

I had never seen you before, nor had I sensed your existence among the 'beings' of the present world.

Did you come from the Parallel Worlds?

No, that is possible, but the me from the Parallel Worlds has not brought me any news.

Very strange. Your arrival has not changed what I see, yet you are bound to change many things.

Because you seem to know a great deal, and you possess miraculous talent as well as a vigorous thirst for knowledge.

Mediocrities would never set their sights on that queen.

So, what did you call me for?

Also, please do not spread the matter of Magical Merih.

Your friend, Merlin."

Brishisan's hands stiffened, and he felt utterly terrible.

What Li Mo had said was actually true—Merlin really still existed?

Then was it also true that the remains of the grandmaster had been occupied by the Seventy-Two Demon Pillars?

Though he never said it aloud, he had always been skeptical.

Li Mo's hands were a little stiff as well. Sure enough, Merlin being a chatterbox was completely accurate.

How should he put it? Was that what happened when a shut-in had spent over a thousand years alone in Avalon?

With no intention of replying, Li Mo shook his head and said directly to the air in an envious tone, "So this is the clairvoyance of Merlin, the Flower Mage. Truly worthy of the greatest peeping skill in history."

Only because he knew Merlin's gentle nature did he dare tease him like this. If it had been a certain blond man, Gawain's Sword would have pierced his heart long ago.

Li Mo chuckled and said to the air, "Merlin, you don't need to explain. I know exactly how your clairvoyance works."

In the Type-Moon World, there were three holders of EX-rank clairvoyance: Solomon's sight of the past and future, Gilgamesh's sight of the future, and Merlin's sight of the present.

That's right—the sight of the present!

What else could this kind of clairvoyance do besides peep on people?

So the claim that Merlin was the greatest voyeur in the Type-Moon World was absolutely correct!

Wasn't his online catfishing just a twisted hobby born from those eyes?

"Beep." His phone vibrated as another text message arrived.

"If you have something to say, hurry up! I'm very busy too!"

Busy, was he? If you had something to say, hurry up!

Li Mo fell silent.

That ability to lie with his eyes closed... truly, what else could he expect from Merlin...

You were alone in Avalon. Did he think Li Mo didn't know whether he was busy or not?

But Li Mo had no intention of exposing him. Right in front of Brishisan, he began demonstrating this legendary spiritual exchange to the air: "Can you contact Skaði? I want to learn Rune Magecraft from her. Or methods for summoning someone from the Throne of Heroes would work too.

"As for your Flower Magecraft, don't bother recommending it to me. Compared with Rune Magecraft, it's far too low-level."

In Avalon, Merlin, whose eyes were gazing into the void, froze.

Where did this kid get the nerve to think he would try to sell him Flower Magecraft?

And yet, before he could send a message, Li Mo spoke again with a grin. "Teaching your disciple means starving the master. I'm afraid that if you really teach me, the title of Flower Mage will become mine someday!"

Brishisan, standing beside him, was stunned. Was this kid trying to provoke him?

Li Mo smiled like a fox. That was right—he was deliberately provoking Merlin.

The world knew that Merlin's greatest specialty was illusion magecraft, but the Flower Magecraft he had created was no less formidable!

He was determined to get this master, but he wanted Flower Magecraft too!

And there it came!

The moment Li Mo finished speaking, a pink petal appeared out of thin air and stamped itself onto his forehead, forming a mark like a birthmark.

Merlin's slightly irritated voice rang directly in Li Mo's mind. "You may not want it, but I'm giving it to you anyway!

"A delicate little boy like you would be wasting his potential if he didn't learn Flower Magecraft!"

Li Mo clenched both fists. He had taken the bait!

As for that "delicate little boy" remark, for the sake of Flower Magecraft, he could selectively forget it.

Li Mo spread his hands and put on a helpless expression. "You insisted on giving it to me. It wasn't like I wanted to learn it myself."

Tsk tsk, he got the benefits without losing face. Perfect!

And yet, before he could celebrate, Merlin's voice sounded again, carrying a hint of slyness. "Talk after you manage to learn it. I only gave you a primer, so you will only unlock the knowledge of the next magecraft after mastering the previous one."

There was a restriction too?

Li Mo froze for a moment, but he did not press the matter further. His eyes rolled as he spoke, "Um, Master Merlin, since you've even given me Flower Magecraft, how about giving me some guidance on my illusions too?"

Beside him, Brishisan was dumbfounded.

Could Li Mo's ability to push his luck really be EX-ranked? He was already calling him Master?

Although he could not hear their conversation, Li Mo's current expression was exactly the same as when Brishisan had seen him a few days ago!

Far away in Avalon, Merlin was also taken aback. Fortunately, he had not seen Li Mo cling to Brishisan before, and he laughed. "You should build a solid foundation at the Clock Tower first. You have not even mastered a single spell, yet you are already setting your sights on me—and even turning your crooked little schemes toward that queen."

Right, he had not mentioned how to contact his master yet!

Li Mo suddenly realized it, and the conversation finally returned to the right track.

Without blushing or skipping a beat, Li Mo shamelessly said, "A soldier who doesn't want to become a general isn't a good soldier. At worst, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend someday."

Didn't the big shot still sound like he was laughing? How could someone like that get angry over Li Mo's little tricks?

At most, he would think of his old flame and cry a little.

That was right—Merlin was actually a crybaby, and he even had an old lover!

Though he had only been the one shamelessly clinging to her.

Legend had it that Merlin fell in love with the Lady of the Lake, who had given King Arthur the sword from the lake. Of course, the ending was tragic. She had no interest in him, but feared that he might retaliate, so she pretended to flatter him. After learning all his magic, she simply ran away!

Merlin was actually an ancient simp with a history stretching back thousands of years.

He was probably the oldest progenitor in the entire history of simps, too~

"You know about that?" Although Li Mo had not meant it that way, Merlin still connected it to certain things, and his tone gradually grew somber.

The world thought he was a playboy, but who truly understood him?

Among demons and monsters, the dream demon race could only be considered one of the lowliest. As a half-blood born of a dream demon and a human, he naturally could not have been viewed favorably by others.

What made him also ruined him. His unusual mixed blood gave him perfect looks and immense power, yet it also became the reason most women chose to stay away from him.

Take the Lady of the Lake, for example. How could a noble elf possibly be willing to unite with the descendant of a lowly dream demon?

In that era, nearly every woman who knew Merlin's origins treated him with respect but kept her distance.

Li Mo walked over and sat beside Brishisan, speaking in the tone of someone who had been through it all. "I know a little. Honestly, you do not need to keep dwelling on it. She is not the only woman in the world.

Put nicely, she is called the Lady of the Lake. Put bluntly, people also call her the Lake Witch.

Besides, not everyone is so shallow as to judge someone solely by their origins."

Li Mo sighed, picked up the coffee Brishisan had placed beside him, drained it in one gulp, and said, "Merlin, times have changed!

Modern society may still have people who discriminate against races, but they will never represent the views of the majority.

You should really learn from my grandmaster—come out of Avalon and take a look around. Wouldn't it be nice to travel all over this world?

Experience the new changes and embrace a new life. If you always stay in Avalon, then even if you possess clairvoyance, what can you truly feel by merely looking with your eyes?"

Silence. Merlin said nothing, while Li Mo merely had Intres refill his coffee. The only one left staring blankly in the room was Brishisan.

Li Mo was talking absolute nonsense. Brishisan had no idea what the two of them were discussing!

Weren't they talking about magecraft? How had it turned into racial discrimination and relationship problems?

Wait, that was my coffee!

After a long while, the magnetic voice finally sounded in Li Mo's mind once more. "If you wish to summon that queen, you must currently use the Throne of Heroes as a medium.

However, you do not need a Holy Relic. You only need to experience a state between life and death as a prerequisite. Only after receiving her response will you be able to summon her.

With your talent, I imagine she would be quite willing to make an exception and take in another disciple.

Lastly, I will consider what you said."