Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 203: A Hundred Years Have Passed in the Flick of a Fingertip

Lu Ke thought of many ways for them to part.

But in the end I found that everything was so simple.

Although it was the last moment, he did not wake up Trela ​​to express his feelings or say goodbye.

Because Trela's expression was too peaceful.

She just lay flat on the bed, with the portrait that An Rui had sent standing beside the bed. Her body was exceptionally relaxed, her face was rosy, and there was still a smile on the corners of her mouth. Her breathing was weak but steady, and she didn't look in pain at all.

This made Lu Ke feel that there was really no need to argue with her anymore.

So he watched quietly as Trela's breathing gradually weakened, her face gradually turned pale, and her life force faded away bit by bit until it could no longer be felt.

After knowing that he was an elf, Luke had actually consciously prepared himself mentally. Starting from Campbell Mansion, Luke had been deliberately not remembering the names of unimportant people.

He ignored the maids, servants, and guests who came and went, and tried not to build relationships with them.

In fact, he maintained it very well. Even if it was someone whose name he remembered, he restrained himself from caring too much.

Ms. Luo Yin is the elder, and although she respects him, she will not get too close to him. Uncle Arnold is the butler, and he is already too busy with daily chores. Lanis is the mother, but she is always heartless.

The first point of connection with the world is Amir, his playmate, brother, frog son, the brat who has been bothering him since he was a baby.

When Amir went out, he devoted himself to magic. Perhaps it was this loneliness that made him want to have someone by his side.

Trela ​​was this person, his lover, his wife, his partner, his second point of connection to the world.

As annoying as Amir, but with higher execution ability than Amir. He knows Amir's preferences accurately, and then uses all means to get him, and keeps him tied up for half a century.

Over the years, the people he knew passed away one after another, and together with these two connection points, Lu Ke had the illusion that he was out of touch with the world.

A huge feeling of emptiness came over him, causing him to feel inexplicably bored.

Maybe elves are meant to be alone.

He thought silently.

……

Three days later, Trela's funeral began.

Luke did not invite anyone. He came to the wedding venue alone, carrying a suitcase.

The place is overgrown with weeds and has been abandoned for a long time, so it looks a bit eerie, which is normal, after all, more than 50 years have passed.

Lu Ke took out a rosewood staff and pointed it at the flames on the ground. As the magic power surged, the soil began to turn over and flowers and plants sprouted. In just a few breaths, the place was completely renewed.

Letting the body be buried and rotted did not suit his idea, so he used fire magic to cremate the body, scattered most of it in the flower fields, and put the remaining part in a small bottle as his pendant.

After erecting the stone tablet and writing his name on it, Lu Ke cast a barrier magic to protect the place.

"I'll come back to see you."

After saying goodbye to Trela, Luke turned and left.

He covered his head with a cloak, hiding his features in shadow, and walked into Barum, moving among the crowds until he finally stopped in front of Campbell House.

The place had changed so much that he couldn't recognize it anymore. After looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar house for a while, Lu Ke knocked gently on the door.

The person who opened the door was a different person, and I didn't recognize him.

"You are……"

"Give this letter to your master."

Lu Ke took out the envelope and handed it over. He took one last look at Tong Ju and turned away without any reluctance.

The new housekeeper looked at the unknown guest strangely, then closed the door. He first carefully checked the envelope and confirmed that there was no problem before knocking on An Rui's room.

"Come in."

"Master, I have a letter for you."

An Rui, who was checking the recent developments in the city, took the letter in his hand and opened the seal.

"All the assets in the territory are given to you. Don't refuse."

"The two statues in the master bedroom are controllers for barrier magic, used for switching on and off."

"I'm out for something, please don't bother me."

After reading the information in the letter, An Rui had a complicated expression.

"Did the messenger leave any other message?"

"No, I just said I'll give the letter to you and leave it there." Hearing this, An Rui's eyes gradually became moist, and after a long time he let out a heavy sigh.

He understood that the uncle whom he had respected since childhood had left here, and he might never see him again in his lifetime.

……

Time will not stop because of someone's departure, the world will still operate according to the rules.

Three years later, the soldiers at the outpost in front of the Demon King's City discovered that the gate of the Demon King's City was wide open. After entering, they found that there was no one inside. The demons were confirmed to be destroyed. This heavy news brought shocking waves and shook the world.

Due to the lack of foreign invasion and rapid development, leaders of various countries began to become impetuous, and frictions arose between the central and southern countries over border issues.

At first everyone thought it was just a small conflict that would be resolved quickly.

But as time went on, friction quickly evolved into conflict and then into war, and its scale continued to expand.

Ten years later, the southern countries showed signs of decline, but refused to cease fire. Instead, they increased their military forces to invade. The war spread to Barum, and the entire Barum army, led by the Campbell family, participated in the war.

In order to turn the situation around, the southern countries took the lead in recruiting adventurers to join the battle.

The adventurer team, which had been gradually declining due to the peace treaty and the news of the destruction of the demons, has regained its vitality. A considerable number of them have joined the army and become elite soldiers. They used the weapons originally used to fight against the demons to chop down their own compatriots.

The adventurers' strength was far beyond the reach of the army, and the powerful injection of combat power quickly narrowed the gap and even began a counterattack.

Twenty years later, the defeated Central Kingdoms were forced to make the same choice and began to recruit adventurers to join the war.

The royal city, as the center of the central countries, is the starting point for all adventurers. This move instantly reversed the downward trend. The southern countries were immediately defeated and had to sign a treaty for compensation.

The northern countries, which had been watching the war, took the opportunity to start a new war and launched a surprise attack when the two countries suffered heavy casualties. The central and southern countries joined forces to deal with the northern countries, and the three parties were in a stalemate for a long time.

Thirty years later, Aize, a dwarf warrior whose village was destroyed by the war, is active on the battlefield. With his ability to remain unscathed even from swords and axes, falls from high altitudes, and his strength to lift boulders with ease, he is known as the "strongest warrior" by adventurers.

Fifty years later, the war had initially subsided, but countless villages and towns had been destroyed, and the people were living in misery. The various countries began to recuperate and entered a period of rapid and stable development.

Eighty years later, the gates of the Demon King's Castle in the Erd region were suddenly closed, and no one knew what was going on inside. As no demons showed up, the incident stopped fermenting after a brief uproar.

One hundred and twenty-eight years later, the war broke out again, on a larger scale than a hundred years ago. The three-way war intensified, causing countless casualties, the earth dyed red with blood, corpses piled up like mountains, and society almost collapsed.

At a critical moment of life and death, among the southern countries, an adventurer turned the tide and suppressed the armies of all countries. He mediated the wars among the countries, banned meaningless struggles, and brought peace to the world. He was given the title of "Hero of the South" by the majority of adventurers.

At the same time, the northern countries discovered traces of the demons. The demons that were thought to have been extinct have revived. Although they have not yet fully recovered, general-level demons have already appeared.

This news allowed humanity to unite again, and an era of peace began.

The old Magic Association suffered heavy casualties in the war and had to disband after several years. A new Magic Association named "Luke, the Father of Classical Magic" was born.

They carry forward the philosophy of "bold hypothesis and careful verification" and are committed to creating new magic and transforming outdated magic, so that magic can be used in thousands of households.

Due to the war, a large number of orphans were displaced, and countries opened orphanages in various places to adopt orphans who were abandoned or lost their parents due to the war.

In an orphanage, a nurse lovingly picked up a swaddled baby.

"How pitiful! It seems that both of this child's parents died in the war."

Upon hearing this, another nurse temporarily placed the baby in her arms on the bed and began to pray to the goddess over the baby in the cradle.

"How pitiful! May the goddess protect him."

After the prayer, the caregiver of the Goddess of Faith asked, "Does the child have a name?"

"Not yet."

The nurse looked at the blue hair on the baby's head and the pair of round blue eyes and said, "Why not call him Xinmeier (Sky)?"

"What a great name."

The nurse who believed in the goddess of faith was a bit troubled. "I haven't thought of a name yet. The scriptures say that children have their own thoughts and cannot be named privately."

"Okay, then let me name it, too. But is there any mention of this in the scriptures? The scriptures left by my ancestors don't seem to mention this."

The caretaker of the Goddess of Faith looked at him strangely, "Your thing can't be an antique from 200 years ago, this rule has been in place for a long time."

"After all, I'm not a believer of the goddess..." The nurse smiled awkwardly, "Let's think of a name for this child. How about Haita (cheerful)?"

"That's a very good name too." The goddess believer nurse put her hands together again and prayed, "I hope this child won't be too gloomy in the future."

"probably not."

The nurse looked at the children being put into the cribs one by one, recalled the previous war, the countless deaths, and answered firmly.

“They are the new hope.”

(End of this chapter)