Hitzfeld flatly refused.
"I don't know what she thinks, but I understand it differently than you do."
"I don't think such things are necessary, just like the Earth works just fine without mysteries."
“We have the ability to correct ourselves.”
“We have that power within ourselves.”
"What's the point of being mysterious?"
"What's the point of this new system?"
"Indeed... I didn't fully understand you until just now... I understood the emotions I had when you were torn apart by me... the eagerness I had to see them again."
"But what's the point?"
"lady……"
"Lendis..."
"Even...Mom..."
"You did give up meeting her." Shadow said, "You actually had a chance just now..."
"Pointless."
The girl interrupted her again.
"'It's already happened, there's no point dwelling on it'."
"That's not what a qualified detective should do...it would be unprofessional of me to choose that."
"The buried history, the excavated civilization, the intentionally left behind spiritual foundations for becoming a god... none of these are the real reasons why she left the Sea of Time."
"I think it's more like she's trying to tell me she's wrong..."
"The Sun God Kingdom is on the wrong path."
"Namiya doesn't need a new Sun King. It can go on its own!"
This is what she realized in that moment.
She understood.
I completely understood it.
All causes, all results.
She wasn't going to be another Sun King.
But a caretaker.
A shepherd who silently guards his sheep in the dark night.
She just had to do that.
As for the rest, let nature take its course.
"…So you've decided."
Shadow spoke, his voice trembling.
"Yes."
Hitzfeld took a deep breath.
She looked at the blue sea and said to it word by word:
"Nature Orb."
"Help me merge the sea of time and reality."
Chapter 100 I am the mysterious master
Following the girl's command, the entire blue ocean began to boil.
Her face was reflected in it, with a golden eyeball standing out in particular. All of this was magnified and projected under the mirage effect, almost forming the image of a god in the sky.
"You'd better think about it again."
Shadow - actually the mysterious Lord - felt that it was necessary to make her change her mind.
The sacrifice is too great.
This is not just a matter of sacrificing the possibility of an era, it also means that Hitzfeld wants to open up a new path that has never been seen before.
Shepherd? Night watchman?
The title didn't matter... She only knew that once she really did this, all the consequences caused by the identity of the mysterious master would be borne by her alone in the end.
Can she really?
Instead of gathering everyone's strength, you fight against everything in that world on your own?
"We haven't studied the Time Sea thoroughly yet. I think you don't have to be so impatient... We still have time in the future."
"There won't be time." Hitzfeld retorted. "Outside, if my guess is correct, the manor has been surrounded. Once we get out, everything about us will be controlled. So we only have this one chance... "
The mysterious Lord was silent. She noticed that Hitzfeld did not use the word "I" but "we".
"Although the Nature Orb is a magical artifact, it usually cannot do what you just asked," she said.
"There has to be a medium here, just like if you're trying to put a three-story-tall monster into a suitcase, you have to at least have a start... you have to have the ability to move the monster."
"That medium is us." Hitzfeld looked at her and smiled.
"Your action of awakening the Sea of Time was deliberate, but you were inadvertently entangled with its mystery... Because of this authority, we can walk in any period of history and be recognized. This is a sign - you and the Sea of Time are one on some level."
"And you and I have a similar relationship." She continued, "The Nature Orb doesn't need to stuff the entire monster into the suitcase. As long as it can combine us - that is, it is equivalent to pressing the suitcase on the monster, and it will be sucked in..."
"You, who represent reality, and I, who represent the sea of time, merge into one again, thereby pushing the two giants into contact with each other..." The mysterious master took a deep breath, "Are you using the so-called 'inertia'?"
She understood a lot of things and felt that she had never really understood herself as well as she did now.
The boiling of the blue sea was intensifying. It was like a vast membrane, with various faces, objects, and even the outlines of buildings constantly emerging on it. They began to circle around them, like the prototype of a whirlpool.
"You gave up the chance to get rid of me, and gave up the spiritual foundation for becoming a god, and finally came up with this method..."
"good."
"Love is selfish. Aren't you afraid that I will share your lover with you?"
"There was never any sharing." Hitzfeld narrowed his eyes slightly, "What on earth are you thinking? Or have you been blinded by the so-called mystery and knowledge to such an extent that you naively believe there should be two 'Hitzfeld' and two 'Lengqing'?"
"There is no such thing," she continued. "There never was."
"Splitting you was an accident. Even now, I am still not completely sure whether you really exist or are just an illusion created by me."
"But I can't deny you. And I can't give up on you."
"…Because that means I am also denying and giving up on myself. Giving up my feelings for them, giving up on the world I once imagined."
Her voice was not loud, but it echoed in the space of the blue ocean.
The sound waves were like waves and tsunamis, and the mixed time tributaries surged in, almost breaking through the last line of defense in the mysterious master's heart.
We were originally... one?
really weird……
Even though he didn't yell at me and just described everything in a dry way, my heart seemed to stop beating...
The waves came like water splashing on the ground. The tide of time submerged the two of them, like falling into an endless deep sea, and being completely swept away by the whirlpool.
Mysteriously, she was enduring everything passively, but Hitzfeld reached out to her.
It was difficult for her to keep her body shape, but she tried to reach out to the other side. She knew that saving the other person would be saving herself - she shouldn't let a part of herself continue to be immersed in sad memories.
The mysterious master was moved by her persistence and tried to grab it.
The projection of time appears and disappears in the blue sea, and as a background, it begins to change its form.
That was the life of a specially selected character named "Esun Hitzfeld".
From the moment she landed in Namibia, she was already immersed in the history of this space and time.
History is like a whirlpool, a vast and boundless space of circulation. Every step she takes based on reality is like a cry to history.
And now is the time to shout back.
This phenomenon is also called echo.
"You can call me Madam, and from today on, I will teach you everything you need."
"Good morning, Hitzfeld. I'm Ethan."
"My name is Xia Yibing. I also have a localized name, Xiasha-Imaer, and many of my friends like to call me that."
"Alfred, you can just call me that."
"My name is Kurumi! Kurumi, I'm glad to meet you~!"
"That's Zafira, that's Muko... They will be responsible for the subsequent autopsy."
"Mapsdalen! Like you, he is a 'Special Honorary Member of the Royal National Library of Port Vien'."
"My name is Lushier~ Lushier...Dreyerman."
"My name is Conte-Sixus! Judging from your ignorant appearance, this must be your first time in Dream City, right?"
"You can just call me Year Ring. It's just a code name..."
"My name is Pusiangsi, and I am responsible for receiving those who are steadfast in their past."
"I am Shura-Deepness, but I am also Sisso-Grest..."
"You can call me Torres. That's Cybertrooper. We will assist you in completing your mission."
"I am Flick, Kangana-Flick."
"I'm Carlo!"
"How do you know my name is Ashley? You monster!...Can you read minds!??"
"My name is Carl, and as you guessed, I am a Gold-rank Flint Knight."
"Casimir. Library. Level 8 Agent."
"I'm sorry to doubt you... My name is indeed Jerry..."
"As you can see, I am 'Mr. Copperfield'."
"This is the noble prince..."
"Xena's House? A strange name..."
"Who told you that Jonah and I are lovers?"
"I'm Russell Igor, a mechanic."
"I will destroy it all first! And then create a new world of true equality!"
All the memories, all the history... no matter whether they already remembered it clearly or had forgotten it, all of them emerged around them and helped to deepen their impressions.
The mysterious lady's face became more and more distorted, and she shed tears unconsciously. She suddenly touched her face in surprise the next moment, amazed that she had the ability to cry.
Hitzfeld didn't do anything that might irritate her during this process. She just stretched out her hand and slowly approached the other self.
Until the final scene of the drama appeared all around.
She saw a tall strange man dressed in black. The rippling waves of the sea of time were like ten thousand broken mirrors, reflecting his front at the same time.
She saw him raise his hand and point it this way.
"Someone is destined to die today."
"Take up your weapons."
"If you don't want to hate your friends..."
"Don't--"
The mysterious master trembled violently.
"do not do that……"
