‘When the Telukas walked out of the forest, they saw the stars rising in front of them, just like slowly unfolding cosmic scrolls. The stars rose, and the flames of the pure world fell down—

——Almad-Alma, "Records of a War in 778"

...

Forin pursed his lips and silently looked at the flashing fluorescent scene. The face that was still a little childish. There was also a layer of thoughtful light floating in his light blue eyes.

Forin sometimes can't help thinking:

What are you doing when you are still at this age?

Many, many days ago, when he stood out from the youth training camp, shouldered the expectations of everyone, and also yearned for a broader world.

Later, he gradually became an emerging star in the eyes of many people.

But what had been expected was not achieved; what had been achieved was only responsibility.

The joy of youth has turned into a heavy burden of reality - different people have turned into overlapping shadows, the elderly man was full of wrinkles and stared at him with a gaze that shone with wise and serious light.

Then, the leader came forward and stood in front of each of them.

The other party sighed softly and patted his shoulder with his hand.

Listen, the holy white branches pass through the dark forest.

The dying winter spread quietly, leaving withered embers in the woodland, and the shadows in the forest stood steeply, silent.

What kind of picture will be like in that future that has not yet arrived? Thousands of stars descend from the night sky, like ancient trees hanging down branches, the stars shining, and the woodland quietly resurrected among the ashes.

"Forin, it's up to you."

"...I'm a little bit unfair to let you participate in this competition, but now the situation of the Giant Tree Heart is getting worse day by day. Some people in Sangxiak are even rumoring about the Shadow Temple. We must have a big victory to stabilize people's hearts..."

"We have to find the answer to the heart of the giant tree from the chapter of the Holy Tree. The day of withering is coming, and everything is asked..."

"We have to move forward, we have to... get to that place."

"Tower 3--"

The young man in the picture finally spoke.

Forin was slightly stunned, and then he took his free thoughts back from his memories, looked at the other person, and said to himself with a confident look:

"Forin, is your goal just that? But the Imperials may not live in peace with you. Can you really pass through the woodland so smoothly and reach your goal?"

The boy shook his head:

"I can agree, but that's not enough. The Empire doesn't think so, nor does their allies think so. Their goal is us - and each of you. The White Tree Learning has left the market, and the next one is us, and you can also be you."

"You can't say you will run into the Ravendur Craftsmen Association and the people from Silver Chain Island head-on. Forin, will the second division face the Imperial Alliance alone?"

"I guess you will retreat, but that's not the best way. I guess you must have a plan to open the Main Tower No. 3, but that must take time, but time is the enemy of each of us."

The glowing light in Fang Yu's eyes was like rising stars. He smiled: "Why not cooperate, Forin. The people of Rotao are on our side, at least in this sea of ​​trees, let's join forces."

Empire.

It's nothing.

Forin pursed his lips for a long time but he finally asked, "What do you want?"

"Crystal Tower."

Fang Rong replied: "——We will help you stop the imperial people, but——I need the right to use the crystal tower!"

“…”

Long-lasting silence.

Fang Yu looked at the same young face in the picture and said word by word:

"Forin, there is no kindness in this world for no reason, nor a free lunch. But there is a road to victory, and we will help you behind you, but... I need your statement."

Forin closed his eyes lightly, opened them again, and looked at the other party, "In intelligence, they said you are not good at bargaining with others."

Unexpectedly, I was still seen.

Fang Yu turned around embarrassedly, revealing the girl there. Luo Wei glanced at him, shook her head gently, and then turned around and also stared at the young and promising leader of the Sangxiak in the picture.

"Miss Luo Wei, it's you."

"That doesn't matter, Forin, what about your reply?"

The look on the young alchemist's face became serious, and he opened his mouth and said something softly.

...

Anat looked up at the meteor that flashed in the night sky.

In the galaxy hanging upside down above the sea of ​​trees, the stars shining on it are not necessarily real - it may record many times before, the ancient stars that also reflected in the eyes of different people.

Like a flashing cantilever of the Milky Way, connecting the distant history and the two ends of the moment, unfolding a magnificent picture together. So time froze at that moment, recording the eternity of thousands of years ago to this day.

But the twinkling light was not the long comet tail, but the light of an artificial creature. A machine was walking through the vast sky, staring at the earth below with a cold gaze.

The flash of explosion spreads through the forest.

Fighting on the ground—

It is also spreading.

Many admiring eyes fell on her.

In the dark, people waited for the moment when the action was started, waiting for the pointer to pass through the dawn, and the cover of the table reflected the sinking stars, bit by bit, waiting for the glimmer of light to rise on the horizon.

But Anat didn't care about those gazes, so he gently fiddled with his hand and pursed his thick lips. The beautiful, gem-like light blue eyes were filled with a firm light.

What she needs is not the kind of ‘shallow worship and yearning’.

Instead, it is a path to prove oneself.

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"The Korlins stopped the Imperials and looked at the direction of the main tower," Anat silently stared at the flash of the sky. "Why don't we go there and give the Imperials a fatal blow from behind, just like they did to us."

"Gemini is not that simple," said the young black man with a determined face. "They are far from being in a desperate situation. But the people of the Empire can take care of themselves, but not others."

"It seems like this is repeating the reading," Anat sighed softly, "Tiger, do you really believe that little guy?"

"why not?"

Tiger wrapped his hand with a strip of cloth and put on the bulky magic gloves. He raised his head, his eyes flashing with flames of revenge, "It's not a bad thing to come but not to go. This time it's our turn to surprise the Empire."

What else do the two want to say?

But another meteor crossed the sky, causing them to turn around and stare in that direction at the same time.

There was an invisible message passing through the mountains and forests, flowing through the etheric veins flowing in the sea of ​​trees, through the crystal tower towering above the valley.

In the dim light, refracted to a more distant direction,

Magic turns into language.

Disassemble countless information, turn into flowing light, refracting, jumping, and finally gather into a beam of light, gathering with a node hanging in the night sky, where the silver light flashed slightly.

Two lights lit up in the darkness.

That is the pupils of the fairy doll.

Then it flew in one direction.

The doll slowly descended in the forest and fell in front of Anat and Tiger. It looked like an exquisite girl, facing the two with a silver face and calm eyes, and stretched out her little hand forward.

A silver thread extended out from her body and connected to the two of them.

A voice sounded from the minds of both of them.

"Miss Anat, Mr. Tiger—"

"Please incorporate into the network."

"I need all your computing power."

Anat turned around and looked at Tiger beside her. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers gently.

Countless silver lights were rising from the forest, bit by bit, ball by ball, and in each halo, there was a fairy doll awakening. They opened their silver pupils, and lines of ether were connecting them one by one.

So the network of stars shining rose from the sea of ​​ether.

"But..." Anat looked at the scene silently and couldn't help but speak, "Ed, how do you plan to... distance factor..."

She suddenly stopped talking.

Because in the blue eyes as blue as lapis lazuli, a ray of flame was reflected in the sky.

As described in the ancient psalm—

Ah, the stars rise, the stars droop down, reflecting the shining sea.

The brave sailors rowed the oars and left the ancient coast, the night sky they were staring at; like today, a thousand years later, is no different.

What is sung in the song is both a dream, but it is reflected in reality at this moment.

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To be continued...