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At the same time, on a distant northern continent, a magnificent palace-like building stood atop a cliff.

In the study on the top floor of the palace, a refreshing evening breeze whistled through the window as Celia sat at her desk, writing a book.

She had smooth blonde hair, pale golden eyes that were completely still, and her petite figure looked like a porcelain doll from afar.

As she held the quill pen and wrote the last word.

tread--

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps came from behind.

Celia's pointed ears twitched slightly, but she didn't raise her head.

She seemed to know who the visitor was, indifferently closing the book, her voice as calm as a frozen lake:

"Oh, it's you. Calling me so late at night, what's up?"

The firewood in the fireplace suddenly popped with a crisp sound, and the flames flickered for a moment, illuminating the dust floating in the air.

A stifling silence spread between the two.

Several seconds later, a man's hoarse voice slowly sounded from behind:

"Kaylin is dead."

The man's voice was filled with indescribable sorrow.

Celia nodded slightly, the image of Karin appearing in her mind, and slowly picked up her pen again:

"Yes, I understand, but it's not a big deal. Everyone dies, including us elves."

"Don't dwell on the past, Zach."

"But she is your disciple."

Zack's voice was filled with barely concealed anger, as if he couldn't understand why Celia could say such things so casually.

"If you hadn't sent her to the battlefield, she wouldn't have been killed by the monsters. As her master, why did you do it?"

"...Why?"

Celia's eyes remained calm as she repeated the sentence, without being moved in the slightest.

She reopened the book:

"It's a boring question. I should have mentioned this when I took on my apprentices before: I hate disciples who stagnate."

"Therefore, if you want to improve and become stronger, you must constantly fight against the strong—death is the norm."

"These were all their own choices."

Celia was born in the mythical era and was accustomed to cruel scenes.

At the same time, eternal life gave her a transcendent perspective; in her view, death was merely the inevitable fate of the weak.

If Karin was strong enough, how could she have died?

But when Zach heard these words, they meant something else entirely.

"you…"

Zach's voice trembled with anger.

Your own choice?

How tragic.

Before his death, Kailin always said that her master was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Only now did he realize that it was just wishful thinking on his part.

Seemingly sensing Zack's surging emotions, Celia slowly turned her head.

Her cross-legged posture carried a hint of languor, and the corner of her coat draped over her shoulders had slipped down, giving her an aura that kept strangers at bay.

"You hate me? Interesting. I remember Karin mentioning you to me more than once."

She said your personality is just like those weak humans outside, and now it seems that's true.

Driven by emotions just like everyone else, they are nothing like elves who are used to life and death, but considering that the other party is still young, it is normal.

She paused slightly, then conjured a dark red book with a flick of her wrist and gently tapped it on the ground.

"Just one more question: the murderer who killed Kailin was a demon, right? I've heard that many humans near the north refer to them as demons."

"So, do you want revenge? Do you want power? Do you want to slaughter all those demons?"

"If you want..."

She tossed the book aside, and it landed at Zach's feet, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

Zach was stunned.

This is……

Celia's voice continued, but this time it carried a distinct seductive quality, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips:

"Go and learn it. It's a magic that gathers all your magical power and destroys all matter."

"Once we master it, we can even level a mountain."

"You love your wife very much, right?"

"Then... don't let me underestimate you, Zack."

Her eyes flickered slightly, as if she were expecting something.

It would be fine if they used it to take revenge on the demons, but what if they used it to take revenge on themselves...?

Ah, just thinking about it makes Celia's fingertips itch with excitement.

Zack stood there, stunned, for a long time, completely unable to understand Celia's thoughts.

One second he was indifferent to Karin's death, the next he was finding the strength to take revenge...

He had heard of the magic that could destroy all matter; it was one of the legendary spells, known as the most destructive spell on the entire continent, capable of easily destroying even nations.

They actually handed it over to me so easily?

His gaze darted back and forth between the floor and Celia, his throat tightening.

"What's wrong?"

Celia adjusted her posture, resting her chin on her hand, and said with a half-smile.

"Aren't you afraid to pick it up? Are you a coward?"

coward?

Do not!

No, he wants revenge for his wife, he wants...

In short, if possible...

Caught off guard by Celia's enigmatic smile, Zack felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but shiver.

Can you do it?

No, even if it's impossible, he has to try; he has no more attachments.

With this determination, he slowly picked up the book from the ground, his eyes resolute.

"Hmm, that's more like it."

Celia waved her hand in satisfaction and looked away.

"Go, and let me see what you can do. Remember, Karin's spirit is watching you."

Upon hearing this, Zack gave Celia a deep look, then turned and left the house.

Once she was all alone, she picked up her pen again, a smile of interest playing on her lips.

Living through the long years, you will indeed encounter one or two interesting things.

I wonder who else in the future will inspire me to mentor them.

As long as you have ambition, talent, and the courage to fight against the strong, you can bring new changes to the world.

Even weak humans are no problem.

……

"hiss……"

In a room on the Southern Continent, Gu Yuan, after testing his strength, suddenly felt dizzy.

He then realized he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and his stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

It must be admitted that even natives need to eat to maintain their energy levels.

It's best to keep a low profile until you become a superstar.

He turned and walked towards the door, intending to call Milie Alde to have dinner together, while taking out a map to determine the city he would be going to the next day.

Meanwhile, considering that his one-month temporary residence visa was about to expire, he would have to return to reality to replenish his supplies after arriving.

He touched the monocle in his pocket; the cool touch calmed him down.

"Hmm... I should also buy a cosplay outfit. Kaito Kid would be a good choice, so I don't end up in a desperate situation where I have no choice but to expose myself."

Gu Yuan recalled the scene of Phantom Thief Kid flying in the sky, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Although he cannot fly, he can briefly levitate using his boots.

Leaping dozens of meters up a building is equally cool.