Chapter 200 The Last Journey (Three in One)

In the side palace, Hathaway sat on her knees in front of the silver mirror, gently combing her long hair.

In the simple hourglass beside him, fine white sand was slowly flowing, and there were dozens of clear carvings on the stone wall beside him.

This is the mark of time recorded by the golden elf. It is already the twenty-ninth day since she was imprisoned here.

During this period of nearly a month, she initially became decadent, gave up on herself, thought about suicide, and thought about ending her life.

However, after repeated futile attempts, when she was lying on the cold ground, feeling the powerlessness conveyed by her limbs——

Hathaway had just calmed down for the first time in the days after the incident at the council meeting.

I have been giving up on myself for the past month, and I have been trying so hard to kill myself——

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not at all the so-called atonement that you want to help Xia break his bonds and let him out of trouble, as he thought.

But it's just, simply holding him back, failing everything he has done for himself.

Teacher Char is by no means ignorant of the secrets and dangers that may be involved in the Lost Island.

But for his own sake, he still came, willing to seek skin from the sleeping ancient god.

But the previous self was just sadly giving up on herself, sadly giving up the chance of living that Xiaya fought for for her.

If Xia Ya could see his decadent appearance through the shadow curtain, he would probably only feel distressed——

Maybe even regret it.

I regret that I misjudged the wrong person.

I regret that I gave everything and sincerity to a golden elf like me who doesn't know how to cherish life.

So, at least during this time——

No matter how sad she was in her heart, how strong the stinging feeling in her heart was, or how regretful she was to the point of giving up... But at least in front of Xia Ya, she had to show an optimistic look.

She didn't know when Xia Ya would look at herself through that curtain——

So, force yourself to be calm and smile all the time.

Hathaway used clean water to wash away the dust on her long golden hair. Her straight, unadorned hair flowed down like a waterfall and scattered on the soft bed.

Then, she put on a black knee-length dress.

The waist is an equally dark butterfly ribbon, and the shoulders are embroidered with exquisite lace.

The clothes of the golden elves used to be pure white. This was due to the scarcity of materials and dyes in the Lost Island. Most elves wore white clothes, so even the elders continued this habit.

But in that hut floating in the astral world, Xia Ya said that maybe black is more suitable for her than white.

So after that, after studying arcana and magic, Hathaway secretly went to Yui to check the information on fashion magazines and clothing matching stored in Yui's database.

The trendy and fashionable clothes in Yui's database dazzled Hathaway, who had been living in the Lost Island before.

This is the Lost Island, beyond the endless sea...

That world called "Western Continent" that I had only heard about in ancient books and the mouths of elders, the colorful flower scenery.

Looking at the magnificent and dazzling information in Yui's database, looking at the young and beautiful female models in the recorded pictures, who do not hide their fashion and beauty.

Hathaway actually felt a bit like a poor girl in a remote village, looking at the colorful world and feeling a little ashamed of herself.

However, everyone has a love for beauty, even the legendary golden elves are no exception.

After that, Hathaway spent a few weeks learning the looks of the fashion magazines in Yui's database and custom-made a set of black clothes for herself.

She originally thought that this set of clothes had been lost due to the previous riots in the council chamber, but she did not expect that Xia Ya actually found a way to keep it and sent it to the side palace where she was imprisoned.

Hathaway changed her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror carefully.

"Quite good looking."

A familiar voice sounded in Hathaway's ears.

The golden elf turned around in surprise, only to see that the dark curtain at the entrance of the palace had quietly dissipated at some point.

A human boy with black hair and black eyes was standing aside, looking at the silver mirror calmly.

"Xia Ya, why are you here?"

Such an unexpected scene left Hathaway at a loss for a moment.

"That guy...won't he stop us from contacting him?"

"Even prisoners who have been sentenced to death will be comforted by the jailor with a few good words and a good meal before execution..."

"Even these words of comfort and the full meal were actually not originally intended for so-called humanitarianism...but simply to comfort the dying prisoners, to stop them from causing trouble, and to let the executioners It just saves you some trouble with the jailers."

Chara smiled.

"In His eyes, there is no difference between me and the death row prisoner who is about to go to the execution ground."

"Before that, fulfill some of my little wishes and settle some of my regrets... so that I can calm down my survival instinct, give up myself without resistance, entrust my body to Him, and successfully complete the process of seizing and retrieving my body." Fusion.”

"No matter how you look at it, this is a sure win."

He turned his head and glanced behind him, deep in the dark night.

"After all, he is the creator of the Glorious Age. Even if it is only his current body, he is the true master of this Elf King Court."

"When he was still in self-sealing and sleeping, he still needed to remotely control the elders of the elves to exercise his will, but now he is close to full recovery..."

"In his eyes at this moment, even if he allows us to meet, or even allows us to conspire... the splashes, he can also destroy them at will."

Obviously, what he was talking about was a topic that was really related to himself.

But Xia's voice was very calm, as if the person who was about to be deprived of his self and body was not himself, but just talking about an insignificant little thing.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this."

"Anyway, I didn't come here today to discuss a conspiracy with you to escape."

"If I really want to discuss an escape, I won't choose such a dignified way."

"Anyway, that person has promised me that he will reshape my body after I recover my original status... I think I can still trust the promise of the creator of the Glorious Era."

He smiled slightly like this.

Then, he stretched out his hand to Hathaway.

Behind Char, an illusory and hazy door was slowly materializing.

The bright sunshine, through the illusory door, sprinkled into the palace shrouded in the darkness of the eternal night.

Also, it illuminated the dim eyes of the golden elf.

"Although I don't have much time, there is still one last day."

"Let's go."

"There are some things I have been planning for a long time, and I want to take you to see them."

...

When Hathaway took Char's hand and passed through the illusory door.

The incomparable light surged into her sight like a tide.

What came into view was the scenery that Hathaway had only heard of in ancient books and books in the royal library, and only dared to imagine it in her dreams at midnight.

However, the world in front of her was far more magnificent than the scenery she imagined in her dreams, hundreds and thousands of times more gorgeous.

This was a bustling city.

The sky was blue and pure, with a few white clouds dotted in it.

From time to time, there were loud cries, and a few shadows of flying birds passed across the blue sky.

And in the sky farther away, a huge magic airship was spinning its blades, slowly passing through the dome of the sky, briefly covering the sunlight and bringing a shadow to the city below.

However, the humans in the city shrouded by the shadow of the airship were not afraid at all, but just cheered for the huge airship.

Hathaway looked at the huge magic airship in the sky.

Then she looked at the bustling, noisy and bustling city in front of her.

Such a dreamlike scene washed over her mind like a tide, making her a little confused for a moment, but deep in her heart, she inevitably surged with longing and yearning for the world in front of her.

"This city is named the city of knowledge - Lugia."

"Today is the city's festival every five years, the "Arcane Festival."

"People from all over the Western Continent, of different races and ranks, who have chosen to become wizards, gather here every time the Arcane Festival is held."

"They exchanged their own schools and arcane progress in their respective fields, and displayed the latest magic props, extraordinary items and magical creations..."

"This is a wizard's grand gathering, and it is also one of the most famous festivals in the entire Western Continent. "

Char pulled Hathaway into the noisy crowd.

...

"The legend of the dwarves, the humanoid golem created by Master Bobby of the Golem School, can fight against fifth-level opponents, and can warm your bed... The starting price is only 50,000 Rhine gold coins..."

"The booth opened by the chief reader of the astrology school, the divination magic can ask about astronomy and geography, and can ask about marriage and wealth, and knows everything..."

The voices around her were endless, making Hathaway a little dazzled.

"Arcane Festival?"

Hathaway looked at the noisy places in the city and the airship floating in the sky relying on the magic circle, and asked Char in a very low voice.

"In other words, this city... is full of wizards who practice magic?"

"All wizards are a bit exaggerated. "

"After all, you know that becoming a wizard requires not only soul qualifications and elemental affinity, but also that every wizard is a big spender... If you don't have a mine at home, you generally can't afford the expenses of a wizard apprentice."

"However, this whole city is related to wizards and magic... It is indeed true."

"Char and Hathaway stood side by side, looking at the noisy city in front of them, and answered.

"Wizards have a demand for various rare spellcasting materials, so there are adventurer teams in the knowledge city that go out to hunt and sell precious spellcasting materials to wizards..."

"And adventurers need to train pets, rent a place to rest, drink and have fun, and they will be injured and need treatment when they go out on adventures... So there are pet training grounds, taverns, inns, white houses, weapon shops and pharmacies..."

"However, even if they are not wizards, they know nothing about arcane..."

"But this does not prevent them from enjoying this festival and experiencing the beauty of this arcane festival."

Wow——

There was a sudden noise in the distance. It seemed that a certain well-known legendary mage had arrived, ushering in the crowds of countless people in the intellectual city of Lokia.

What followed was a dense flow of people.

In order to avoid the crowded flow of people, Char and Hathaway randomly found a roadside shop and walked in.

This seems to be a shop selling magic wands.

Slender wooden staffs were placed on the shelves on the wall.

The golden elf stood on tiptoes, picked one off the shelf at random, held it in his hand and looked at it curiously.

Based on her status at the moment, it is natural to see that this wooden staff has the auxiliary effect of increasing the power of spells, speeding up spell chanting, and building spell models.

It's just that the forbidden spells and "High-speed Divine Word" skills that the golden elf has mastered at the moment are far superior to this small staff, and they have no actual benefit for her.

But speaking of it, Ishaya's personality has also reached the point where he doesn't need a staff to cast spells.

But Hathaway remembered very clearly that when the two met for the first time in the astral world, he took out a staff and released a "fluorescence flash" one by one.

It is said that it is for the so-called wizard's sense of ritual.

"Fifteen inches, elderberry."

"The core of the staff is...Ye Qi's tail feather."

The old shopkeeper stood up from the shop, glanced at the wand, and then at Hathaway. His eyes paused for a moment at Hathaway's long ears looming between her golden hair.

"Half-elf?"

"Um."

Hathaway was stunned and nodded.

She is not a half-elf, but a pure-blooded golden elf. However, pure-blooded elves are already on the verge of extinction. Most people don't know the difference, and she doesn't need to explain it.

"That staff is exclusive to the Necromancy School... If you are a half-elf who is good at elemental or natural spells, I recommend this one."

"Eleven inches, holly wood, phoenix feather core..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but no, I just took a look."

Hathaway politely thanked the shopkeeper and placed the wand back on the shelf.

Then, she put her hand into Xia Ya's palm again and followed Xia Ya out of the store.

On the street, the previous noisy flow of people had dispersed.

Even in the Western Continent, this is a rare good weather. The sunshine makes the green shade on the street translucent, and thousands of fiery red maple leaves fall with the wind.

What's more, Hathaway has been confined to the Lost Island for almost her entire life and has never seen the outside world.

The city is very big.

Hathaway and Char walked around the city like this, visiting various stalls and shops at the Arcane Festival along the way.

She bought the candied haws from a street vendor that she had heard about from Xia Ya before, but had never had the chance to actually see.

And in an entertainment facility in the amusement center that uses magic equipment to drive and can use the handle to remotely control the mechanical hook to extend and send the claw, Xia Ya and I caught a few rag dolls together.

They kept walking around the city like this.

In such weather, one should just run around aimlessly and just take care of where he goes.

When Char and Hathaway finally stopped, it was already dusk.

The busy stalls during the day had all been closed, and the tourists began to leave one after another after a busy day of visiting the Arcane Festival.

This previously bustling city has returned to a brief period of silence.

The fiery red light shines down from the end of the sky, and the shadows of Char and Hathaway are infinitely lengthened under the light.

"how do you feel?"

"Today's trip, and the world in front of you."

Xia Ya still held the rag doll that the golden elf had caught before in her hand, and spoke softly.

"It's very beautiful. It's even more beautiful than the outside world I imagined through the few words in those ancient books."

Hathaway lowered her head slightly: "It's just that because it's so beautiful, it seems very far away."

She turned her head slightly and looked back at the city behind her.

The setting sun is taking away the afterglow from the city little by little, and soon, night will cover the knowledge city again, like the Lost Island, which also represents the end of the day.

However, unlike the Lost Island, none of the residents of this city panic when night falls.

Because everyone knows——

Tomorrow, the sun will rise as usual.

"Yeah?"

"Then I'll be satisfied."

There was a little satisfaction in Xia's words.

The two continued to walk aimlessly. Hathaway didn't know where Char was going, but she kept following.

"This city, this world."

She opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then asked again: "Does it really exist in the Western Continent?"

Of course Hathaway could see that the city and the world in front of her were not real.

Char also has no ability to really move a complete human city to the Lost Island.

This is just an illusion created by one party using illusions.

On one side, it is a fantasy that is so beautiful that people want to be immersed in it forever.

However, with such cumbersome and almost rigorous details, and a scene of a complete city... God knows how Char created this illusion that is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

"How should I put it..."

Char thought for a while.

"This is not the scenery that exists on the current Western Continent. The human civilization on the Western Continent has just begun to be enlightened, and it is far from being so prosperous."

"But, that is the world of my dreams."

"And."

He paused slightly.

"I believe that one day, this scenery will become a reality."

In order to plan this trip, even Char spent a lot of time thinking.

In the real timeline, not long ago, the Arcane Festival was really held in the knowledge city of Lugia.

And Char spent all his mental power, scanning and simulating bit by bit, and then reproduced the whole picture of that city and that festival in his mind.

The amount of information of an entire city, every detail is so detailed that even with Char's current status, it is quite difficult. His mental power dried up several times before he completed it.

"Of course, this city is just a byproduct."

"My real dream is here."

Char spoke softly and stepped aside.

It was only then that Hathaway saw the magnificent black tower.

The pitch-black tower stood tall and straight into the sky, as if it was going to connect heaven and earth.

And on the square outside the black tower, there was an ancient obelisk.

Red-gold ancient Arran words were engraved on the obelisk-

"The truth and destination are in the depths of the stars"

Although this pitch-black tower is the center of the entire city, Hathaway had not discovered the location of this pitch-black tower until now because her attention was focused on the prosperous arcane festival in the city.

She had never seen this magnificent tower before.

But when the black tower really came into view, Hathaway understood where it was.

That was the tower that Char had mentioned to her before, which belonged only to wizards, only to arcane and magic.

At that time, Char had invited her to become the first member of this wizard tower.

They passed through the huge obelisk in the square and walked into the magnificent black tower.

It seemed that it was the end of the get off work day, and the black tower was empty.

Only volumes of magic classics and arcane knowledge were quietly displayed on the bookshelf, exuding the unique bookish atmosphere of paper and ink.

"I have always dreamed of building such a tall wizard tower."

"Humans, half-elves, dwarves..."

"Humans and sub-human races have no racial barriers, put down the chain of interests, hatred and contradictions, and can gather together calmly. What they talk about is not war and territorial division, but the truth above the stars."

"This is a tower of knowledge built by humans and intelligent life, self-reliant and endless."

"There is no room for gods to intervene, and there is no need for gods."

Hearing the magnificent scenery described in Char's words.

The golden elf also spoke involuntarily: "Teacher Xia's dream is also my dream."

"Really..."

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved."

There was a little relief in Xia's words.

And, a little bit of relief.

"I used to think that your elders were a little irresponsible. They entrusted you with the mission of reviving the elves and then died on their own."

"But now, at this moment, I can understand what they are thinking."

"That responsibility, that mission, rather than being a task and pressure forced upon you... it's better to say it's a blessing."

"Because they know that they can no longer accompany you... but you are too young and they are worried."

"So, they just used this method to give you a motivation and direction in life."

"In fact, they may never care whether you can really revive the Elf King's Court..."

"As long as you don't give up on yourself, don't give up your life, don't lose yourself... and can live healthily and happily, they will be satisfied."

He suddenly stood up, touched the head of the golden elf girl in front of him, turned around and walked out of the magnificent black tower.

Boom--

At the entrance of the black tower, the huge metal door slammed shut behind him.

In the heart of the golden elf, the spiritual intuition sensed something wrong without any warning.

However, everything that happened was so fleeting.

When she really came to her senses, the huge metal door had already slammed shut, and the figure of the human boy could no longer be seen.

Only Char's last words were left, echoing in this windowless tower.

"So, please don't forget it."

"My dream, our dream, the dream called the Black Tower..."

"And-"

"Goodbye."

"Teacher Hathaway."