Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 190 The Era of Peace

The deepest part of the Demon King's Castle.

On the lonely throne, a tall figure stroked his forehead with his hand, his cold armor was shrouded in thick black air, and scarlet eyes emerged from the gaps in the armor on his head.

The cloaked demon slowly walked in and knelt on one knee in front of the figure on the throne.

"Is everything done? Shulahat."

The figure on the throne spoke slowly.

"The big demons are all very self-centered, but they have also tried their best not to put pressure on the human side. The awakening of that person will be delayed long enough."

The kneeling figure was none other than the Demon King's deputy, the omniscient Shulahat, a great demon who could see through all possibilities and whose status was even higher than that of the Seven Sages.

There was only one person who made him kneel down and salute.

The enemy of the world, the devil!
"Just prolong the time?"

"Please rest assured that the momentary emotional fluctuations will fade away with the passage of time. Ruthlessness is the normal state of God."

The figure on the throne was silent for a moment and then asked, "If I come to challenge you, do you think I have a chance of winning?"

"Humans cannot fight against God, and the same is true for demons."

Shulahat slowly lowered his head, "But I swear in the name of the all-knowing Shulahat that I will fulfill your long-cherished wish."

……

The news that the demons were defeated and seeking peace spread from Erde to the central countries.

The brave team and the military jointly defeated the demons and forced the remaining demons to exchange their lives for not leaving the Erd area.

The era of peace has officially begun.

The only regret is that the brave team unfortunately died in this battle. In order to commemorate their heroic deeds, many places began to build bronze statues and hold celebrations.

All the soldiers who participated in the last battle came to the royal city to receive the king's reward after the battle. Celebrations began in all parts of the central kingdoms, cheering for the arrival of peace.

……

On the outskirts of Barum, in a weed-covered wasteland, two figures stood side by side.

"Do you believe this news?"

"Who knows, maybe the team of heroes who sacrificed themselves were so strong that even the Seven Collapsed Sages, the Omniscient Sage, and the Corrupted Sage were no match for them, and they could even defeat the Demon King."

Frillian's eyes were fixed on the spellbook, and she answered casually without even raising her head.

"I didn't know you had a talent for telling bad jokes."

"The magic of the Seven Collapse Sages is comparable to miracles. Unless they are ridiculously strong, we cannot deal with them unless we find their weaknesses."

Lu Ke stretched out his hand towards the ground beneath his feet, and the earth turned into an ocean in an instant, and then turned into a sea of ​​fire. The strong wind swept the raging fire, forming giant fire tornadoes that seemed to connect the sky and the earth, and a scorching breath hit his face.

But the next moment everything returned to normal, and only the residual heat proved that this was not a dream.

"He is quite skilled in material transformation, and his magic power is close to one-third of mine."

Fulilian put away the book and read it for a while. "There is no need to practice with you anymore. You have surpassed me in practical magic alone."

There are some geniuses in this world that even geniuses cannot reach.

For example, her teacher, Flame, was less than 30 years old, but her strength was far superior to her who was hundreds of years old. With a human lifespan of only a hundred years, she developed many magics and various principle conjectures that no one could crack thousands of years later.

In less than ten years, he surpassed himself. Although Lu Ke was not as good as Flame, he was not far behind.

"Theoretical knowledge is not enough. If I can understand the structure and characteristics of all matter in the world, I can change everything, if I have enough magic power."

Lu Ke looked at his palms and stated the facts in a calm tone.

"It is too difficult to analyze matter with human power. Such a grand goal is too long even for the lifespan of an elf."

Fulilian pointed out the difficulty directly.

"I heard that there is a demon called Water Mirror in an ancient ruin. It can create a replica that is exactly the same as the original. If you can learn this magic, it should be able to significantly shorten the time."

Recalling the first-level magician exam in the original book, Luke came up with a solution that seemed feasible.

"Are you going to set out to look for the Water Mirror Demon?"

"No, there is plenty of time. We don't need to waste this little while." Lu Ke touched the Mirror Lotus Ring in his hand and said, "Let's go back."

Fulilian was obviously a little surprised. "It's only been two hours since I came out. Have you been more and more family-oriented recently?"

"Treila will get jealous if you leave for too long." Luke smiled faintly, "Besides, today is the day the enthronement ceremony ends. There should be an idiot who will rush back without stopping."

Luke looked towards the mansion, a little melancholy on his face. "It's too late no matter how fast we go."

……

Amir likes to repeat some of Luke's words.

Because some words are very philosophical, making him feel as if he has learned something, while some words sound very philosophical and can fool people by pretending to be pretentious.

There are also some words that I didn’t understand before, but now when I think back on them, I think they are very appropriate.

For example, I feel more timid when I am close to home.

After returning home with the medal of honor, Amir felt unable to move. He longed to return to his mansion immediately, but when he stepped into the territory of Barum, he did not dare to go home directly.

After a long time of hesitation, Amir did not return to his familiar house, but walked around the city. He saw some familiar shops, but more of them had been completely transformed. He even saw a statue of Luke in the center of the city.

This was built by the city lord for Lu Ke when he was awarded the title of "Father of Modern Magic". Over the years, it has become a city attraction, and magicians come to admire it from time to time.

“It’s a good mix.”

Amir muttered sourly, but also felt a little proud unconsciously, his brother is always so powerful.

It was getting dark, and Amir felt that if he didn't go back he would have to rest in the hotel. After hesitating for a while, he finally walked to the front of the mansion and knocked on the door with a little excitement.

The person who came out to greet him was not the former butler, but a young face. The new butler was stunned for a moment when he saw his appearance and attire, then he reacted.

"You must be Master Amir, welcome home."

The new butler politely invited the person in, "I am Charles, the new butler of the mansion since you left home."

Amir looked around. The interior and appearance of the mansion were exactly the same, with not much sign of change.

"Where is Uncle Arnold from before?"

"That was my father. He passed away three years ago."

Amir was silent for a moment. "Everything was fine during the time I was away from home."

Charles showed a hesitant look, which gave Amir a bad feeling.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Your mother passed away three months ago."

Amir's body shook, and after a few seconds of silence, he strode to Ms. Royin's original room and opened the door tremblingly.

After seeing the empty room, Amir's face turned pale, his brain went blank, and he suddenly fell to the ground, trembling and crying.

He had only been away for a few years.

"I haven't seen you for seven years, and you still look like a loser."

An indifferent voice sounded behind him, followed by a powerful kick that knocked Amir down.

Amir stopped crying temporarily, wiped his face and got up from the ground. He saw a face that was exactly the same as the one he remembered, and then he cried even harder.

"Luke, Luke!"

He cried while hugging Lu Ke's thighs, and his tears, snot and saliva were all smeared on the other's trouser legs. The elf, who had a bit of mysophobia, wanted to kick the person in front of him again.

But Lu Ke finally endured it. After all, he was the frog son who had been away from home for many years. He had just learned that his relatives had passed away. It would be bad to start beating them as soon as he got home.

When Amir was tired of crying, Luke asked Charles to take him to wash up and then went back to the room to tell Trela ​​that she would not be back tonight.

Trela ​​didn't ask any more questions. She and Amir were not familiar with each other, but she expressed her understanding of the friendship between the brothers.

The two of them sat together at a small table on the roof of the mansion, put a large bottle of wine on the table, and began to chat while looking at the bright moon.

Amir's emotions stabilized a little after crying, but he could not hide the sadness on his face. He drank in silence, and only started talking when the alcohol almost paralyzed his brain.

"In fact, I regretted joining the army right after I joined. I thought I would just fight the demons, but I didn't expect the management there to be so strict."

"But if I run back in disgrace, I will lose all the face of the Campbell family. So I can only grit my teeth and persevere. When I miss you, I will look at the moon like you did when you were a child. I think you should also look at the moon somewhere else."

"Writing letters is very troublesome. There is a shortage of supplies on the front line, and there are many demons. If I were not a noble and had some privileges, I would not be able to write letters, let alone bring back verbal messages."

"I've become much stronger over the years, and I can now fight against demon generals. I thought I was pretty awesome, but guess what? I suddenly heard that you've become the father of modern magic."

"When I came back, I felt like I had nothing. My mother was gone, Teacher Lanis was gone, Uncle Arnold was gone, and I didn't even recognize most of the servants in the house."

Amir smiled bitterly and drank another glass of wine, looking at Luke, "Everything has changed, only you are the same as before, there is no change at all."

Luke replied calmly, "Only the appearance has not changed."

"Yes, you are married." Amir curled his lips, as if he thought it was not right for his brother to run away secretly. "Do you know that if the eldest son of an aristocratic family does not have a family, the second son is not allowed to have a family."

Luke lay on his back on the roof, "Let's not talk about the fact that I'm not a descendant of the Campbell family. You don't think you are a brother, do you?"

"I'm six years older than you!"

"Amir, when a person can only use his age as an excuse, it means he is inferior to the other person in every way."

Amir rolled his eyes, a little melancholy, "I am indeed not as good as you in everything. If you were a descendant of the Campbell family, you would do better than me."

Luke shook his head. "Don't always think about what ifs. You should look forward. Amir, as the backbone of the Campbell family, you should be more mature."

“I behaved very maturely in the army, and this was done in front of you,” Amir muttered.

"I understand. No matter how old you are, you still feel like a child in front of your father."

"...If you keep talking nonsense like that, I'll have to beat you up."

Lu Ke propped himself up and raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you want to come to the 3663rd competition?"

Amir was stunned when he heard this number. His eyes seemed to cross time and he saw the two young men fencing on the lawn again. They were looking at each other from a distance, observing each other's movements.

Not far away, a dignified and elegant woman and a beautiful elf mentor looked at the two of them, talking and laughing.

Scenes from the past emerged in his mind. He drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp, his expression half crying and half laughing. He slowly fell drunk on the table, murmuring softly.

"I can't go back. I can't go back."

(End of this chapter)