Chapter 3132 Beyond the End of Time
Chapter 3131 Beyond the End of Time
The doctor did not feel as emotional as Xia De. He was trying to sense the traces of the demon when he came here for the first time:
"Yes, there are indeed traces of demonic power, let's look for it."
He ordered and walked towards the bookshelf on the left side of the office.
Xia De then walked towards the desk and saw the desk piled with student papers waiting for review, the newly unpacked retirement notice letter from the university teacher's office, and the unfinished "Vestalinland" written by Professor Wood himself. Folk Customs Examination, and promotional leaflets for the "Palm Tree Dessert Shop" outside one street.
The old-time pen is placed on the pen holder with a cap on the pen holder, and the ink in the ink bottle with a blurred label is only a shallow layer of ink at the bottom of the bottle. The blank manuscript paper has a lightning-shaped logo drawn in blue and black ink at the corners, probably to test whether the pen can still be used.
The originally smooth wood grain of the desktop has been gently rubbed by the fingertips of time, forming a thick patina with a deep luster. Every subtle bump and scratch tells the story it has experienced.
It can be seen that the owner of this desk is usually very busy curled up in this small office. All the paper, books and furniture are placed on display. The owner of the office is just temporarily leaving the door and will soon be reopened. When I come back to finish my work, I may go to the dessert shop to buy some raspberry fruit tarts that are being promoted after get off work.
In this era, Xia De was probably the one who knew Professor Uk Wood the best, but he did not lament the fate of the old professor. Everything here was deliberately left by the other party, maybe it was just to guide Xia De to have some special emotions.
He was just thinking about how much time could change. In the early stage of the Second Era, the evil thing that was regarded as the greatest harm to the material world, and the "legacy" left after leaving the field was so ordinary:
"Will anyone miss this old professor who was recognized as a 'hero'?"
[Of course there is, aren’t you? 】
"No, I don't miss him, I just have nothing."
The drawers under the desk and on both sides were not locked, and there were also some personal belongings inside. Xia De put them back in place after checking. The traces of the demon are not here, it is the doctor who found the target:
"It's this book."
Xia De had just sat down on the armchair in order to facilitate the convenience of getting things when he was flipping through the desk drawer. He wanted to get up and check it out, but the doctor had already walked over with the book.
It was a book with a normal size in black cover, with the cover of the leather with the title "Soul Story Collection" written in red ink.
When the doctor buckled the ring on his finger on the cover, the black smoke with a foul smell immediately came out. I took off the ring and book cover and felt like it was burned by fire, but it quickly returned to normal:
"There is another letter, which seems to be for you, and the envelope says, 'The chosen one or the God-calling one receives'."
The doctor handed the envelope to Xia De again, and the letter he opened was quite simple:
"[Someone hid the information about the 'big demon' in this book. In the 12398th period, the book fell into the forest. Please handle it with caution, and be aware that any mortal who opens it will be irreversible. Transformed into evil spirits and demons; mortals who know their content will become anchors for a certain existence to return. 】”
"It seems like the dangerous goods contained in the forest by the professor again. He left in a casual manner, leaving so much trouble."
Xia De sat down and finished reading the letter and looked up and asked the doctor:
"What is the big demon?"
"It's the one we know. Under normal circumstances, people will not write titles like Demon King or Primordial Demon directly on paper. Even if it's just the other party's title rather than the real name, this title itself is dangerous enough."
The doctor explained, frowning and holding the book in his hand to check it out. He tried to lift the cover one corner, only to find that all the papers in the whole book seemed to be stained with super glue:
"It can't be opened, but it doesn't look like the seal of the ancients, but it looks like the work of a demon hunter. This thing is too dangerous, I'll take it back to deal with it. Detective, you can take a few more items to leave in a while , don't let the church lock in what's missing here."
This is the safest solution, and Xia De is unwilling to take this kind of thing to his home:
"The ancients shouldn't lie, the explanation in the letter is true. I didn't expect that the Battle of Woodlands had just ended, and something like this dangerous appeared again."
He sighed and sat behind the table folded the letters and put them away. The doctor reached out and turned on the old brass metal gas lamp on the table. When the light was sprinkled on Xia De's face, the doctor held the table and said, holding the table. The
"I think this is a good thing. After chasing that thing for so many years, I have found almost no information about it. Now I have completed my transformation, obtained the third core rune, and mastered the power of the hunter, so the key information is It naturally appeared in front of me."
He shook the book in his hand at Xia De, who was sitting in the armchair:
"This is no longer a coincidence of fate, I even want to say that it should be like this."
"But it may also be a trap, and fate is a double-edged sword."
"Traps are also clues, at least better than not knowing nothing."
The doctor is full of confidence:
"I am looking forward to interpreting the content from it, and I can be satisfied with whatever it is. Recently, I feel more and more that maybe the goal that was almost impossible to achieve can be achieved. Even if this book is useless to me, I will continue to do so. If I keep track of it, I will chase it until the end of time until I am destroyed with this world."
"At the end of time, this is a very heavy statement."
Xia De was a little hunched on the armchair. He tried to sit here to feel Professor Uk Wood at the end of his long life and to experience the feelings of mortals in life. But the foreigner is different from the ancients after all, and he can feel only deep fatigue - there are too many papers that need to be read.
"Is it heavy?"
The dense snowflakes were blown by the wind and hit the window glass, making a short and dense sound. The doctor thought of the topic he had just talked about in the corridor, so he couldn't help laughing at Xia De:
"But haven't you promised the girls that you will hold their hands until the end of time? There is only one goal I want to chase, but you promised so much. Detective, I'm really worried that one day you will be They will be hacked to death in the apartment by the girls."
The foreigner actually does not reject the ending he will face. He knows what he has done:
"Doctor, do you know what the end of time is like?"
"I have no talent for time compared to you."
"But I know."
He did know the end of time, and he even got there in person. It is precisely because he knows what the "end of time" is that he does not think that the promise of "end of time" cannot be fulfilled, and what is really heavy is the story after the end.
This fall, he has read the story of time in Vestalin. Even if love that transcends time is born and crystallized, it will eventually usher in death at the end of his life; the person who escapes death tries to deceive time, but in the end it still turns into ashes. Disperse; discover the secret treasures of the past for wealth, and eventually die in the past in the fire; no matter how touching the friendship between the dragon and the human beings that cross time is, they still leave in the end.
Time rolls forward, and even the World Tree is no longer there.
Those stories that seem to be long and eternal will eventually become the past. Even if the oath of "the end of time" is made, when the end of time is really reached, the foreigner understands that everything he holds may be lost.
"Why do you suddenly look melancholy?"
The doctor asked strangely while standing by the table. Xia De held his hands together and placed them on the table, looking at the light of the old gas lamp:
"Because I know what the future of the world is and what the end of everything is, I am afraid of the end of time. It seems far away, it seems out of reach. But as long as time continues to flow, it will come one day.
I can easily talk to you about this topic while sitting here, but when time really comes to an end, can I really continue to hold their hands? ”
The doctor still held the table with one hand, which was a very relaxed standing position:
"Average psychologists may say things like 'Don't worry about the future, focus on the present and enjoy the present,' but I'm not an ordinary psychologist."
Boasting to the end he got to the point:
"Your situation is the opposite of mine. What you worry about is the knowable future, because you are afraid because you know; what I worry about is the unknown future, because you don't know what will happen, so you are afraid.
But no matter whether we know what the end of time is or not, just like what you said, it will definitely come. So, what you should worry more is that before you reach the end of time, can you really keep your promises? Don’t underestimate time, detective, and don’t overestimate yourself. ”
Blue eyes looked at Xia De sitting there:
"I'm chasing that powerful enemy, and you want to not let go of those hands. Tell me, detective, do you think you can hold their hands all the time?"
"I promised that I must do it."
The foreigner replied softly, but the doctor pointed out:
“Things that seem unchanging can always be changed easily, especially the hearts of the people.
I wish you can keep your promises, so let me alleviate your anxiety about the future. Obviously you overlook one thing, commitment is relative, and when you make a vow, it means not only you have to hold their hands tightly, but they also have to keep their promises and hold your hands tightly. ”
Xia De felt as if he understood what the doctor wanted to say:
"I'm no longer alone?"
"Or, don't think that you are the only one who has to bear the anxiety, and the girls you provoke are also sharing the heavy vow. Until the end of time, haha, dazzling and eternal, is it really that simple?"
The doctor looked at the snow outside the window and the reflection of himself in the window, not knowing what he thought of.
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
But his "comfort" did make Xia De feel better because he felt that he could answer the doctor's almost sighing questions:
"What is dazzling and eternal is my obsession, something I can never let go of."
He thought of the story that belonged to him that was recorded on the bark of the World Tree, and thought of the "giving up" and "temperature" that he had not learned until the end. At this moment, he actually smiled unconsciously. If he had really let go, the "bum" at this time would not have won:
"Doctor, you wait and see. My promise will not change until the Crystal Throne collapses. I will witness your story and your ending, and you will see if I can really do what I promised."
The doctor smiled at Shade who was reflected in the glass window:
"Of course, this is more interesting than the stories of my patients."
"Please don't treat me as your patient. The mistakes I made are not defined as mental illness."
He smiled and looked at the gas lamp and said, and suddenly remembered that in his dream this morning, the long-haired girl hugged his neck and said, "It's great to have you in the Sixth Era."
She knew what "the end of time" meant better than herself, but she still took the initiative to hold his hand. She was the first person to make a promise. Companionship is always mutual. Since Luvia is not afraid, and since those purple eyes are willing to look into the future with him, he will not be anxious at this moment.
Although the snowy winter night is cold, in this small office, sitting in the old armchair under the dim gas light, Shade feels that someone is hugging and warming his soul at this moment.
The love promise of the stranger is slightly insignificant compared to the grand doomsday epic of this world, but it doesn't matter. For him, companionship is something that transcends time. Whether it is the girl next to him or those girls in a distant time and distance, knowing that they miss him, the future is no longer scary.
He. He is always considered to be good at talking by the girls, but at this moment he is a little at a loss for words.
The stranger suddenly reached out and picked up a pen from the pen holder, and put the blank manuscript paper on the table in front of him, preparing to write something. The doctor stood by the table and bent over to see with great interest.
Outside the glass window, the dark night sky was dotted with silently falling snowflakes, as if the gears of time had quietly stopped at this moment. The faint light of the cold moon was reflected on the window lattice, interweaving with the warm yellow light of the gas lamp in the glass window, outlining the hazy and ambiguous light and shadow.
Books and documents were piled up like a mountain. The flame of the old gas lamp on the desk trembled slightly in the lampshade, making Shade, who was sitting in front of the desk, and the doctor standing beside the desk, seem to be in an old oil painting with dark tones.
The brass pen tip scratched across the paper, making a slight rustling sound. The remains of the ancient world tree had also written his own experiences and many magical stories here, but Shade felt that these could not compare with the words he was going to write.
That was the promise of the soul, and the determination to walk towards the future together. He did not have the literary talent of Dorothy and Flora, but the rustling sound was indeed the echo of his soul and time touching each other——
[Present world·Sixth era, Universal calendar 1854, winter, frost month. The cold of winter could not extinguish the fiery soul. The tragedy and comedy of love and sin, desire and punishment in the woods revealed the secret of time. If you don't want to lose, the elves will crown you under the world tree; if you don't want to let go, the witch will offer you purity under the moon. The ancient forest buried the story of the tree. Now with the long staff in hand, dear stranger, when you look down at the eternal crystal frozen by obsession, in the dazzling reflection, what do you see, is it the future or the scene in your heart? 】
Xia De did not answer "her" rhetorical question. He finished writing the text in the rustling sound. After blowing the ink dry, he looked at what he wrote a little embarrassedly:
"If one day, the mountains and rivers no longer sing,
If one day, the tide loses its way back,
Even if everything is silent and the world returns to nothingness,
I will still hold this promise tightly-
Accompany you through the yellow sand, until"
Those figures, those smiles emerged one by one in front of him, Xia De opened his mouth to read the last sentence, and said his new promise:
"No, beyond the end of time."
The doctor tightened the pen cap with a snap. He wanted to comment on this little poem, but at a certain moment, he felt that there seemed to be rolling yellow sand blowing in his face. When he got rid of the phantom in confusion, he just happened to catch a glimpse of the dark golden giant tree shadow flashing behind Xia De:
"Ha, I knew it would be like this again."
Xia De clasped his hands together and looked at the words on the table under the gas lamp. The doctor ignored the previous vision and commented:
"This is a love poem, but I noticed that the personal pronoun you used is singular. Do you want to give this to someone else alone? This is a wise decision."
The snow outside the window seemed to be getting heavier. Xia De smiled and responded to the doctor's comments, but at the same time asked the moonlight in his heart:
"Are you willing to accompany me and transcend the end of time?"
The moonlight smiled and responded:
[You are me - this is the longest commitment. ]
The stranger was very satisfied with this:
"Then what else?"
The finger tapped lightly on the table, seeming to be a little impatient, so "she" smiled gently:
[Stranger, you have gained new power. ]
(End of this volume)
PS: Add 2/3.