In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

At the end of 1498, Anno, then 50 years old, inexplicably got lost after visiting Adrosson in London.

The hunched-over Anno wanders through the forest.

He walked with a limp, and although he was only fifty years old, his hair and beard were already white, making him look as old as sixty or seventy.

Before long, a huge lake appeared before Anno's eyes.

“This is…” Anno recalled that when he was young, he and his wife, whose face he could no longer remember, seemed to have been to this place before.

The sword monument still stands in the same place.

"In the blink of an eye... how many years have passed?" Anno stroked his beard. "I can't remember."

He patted his neck, looked down, and found a sequin-like object near his feet.

He bent down to pick it up and found it was a piece of metal.

"What is this?... It's quite pretty."

“Teacher—Teacher—Where are you—” Manrio’s voice came from afar.

"Stop shouting, I'm here!" Anno stuffed the metal fragments into his pocket and walked toward the direction from which the sound came.

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December 31, 1499, late at night.

Anno, wearing glasses, was writing something at his desk.

He sighed, pulled over a petri dish from the side, seemingly wanting to observe what was inside.

But as soon as he stretched out his arm, Anno froze in place, unable to move any further.

His arm hung limply at his sides.

His dim, yellowish eyes remained fixed on his manuscript.

pat.

The pen fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The candlelight crackled and burned, making Anno's eyes seem to still hold a look.

What a pity, it was so close...

This was the old man's last thought.

crunch--

The door was opened.

"Teacher, I brought you some food. Please go to bed early—Teacher! Teacher!!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

A charming woman stands above the earth.

The old man's soul was retrieved, and he remained in the posture of writing at his desk.

"What a wonderful life," the charming woman exclaimed involuntarily.

She waved her hands, channeling her power.

The old man's soul quickly became young and agile.

17 is old.

Hmm? Something's not right? It seems okay, should we adjust it a little more?

The charming woman, transformed from the Alaya-vijnana, was deep in thought.

With the anti-pollution efforts intensified, is it even possible to accomplish something like this...?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Adroson rushed back.

The young man was 24 years old and had long, wine-red hair.

Anno did not wait for his arrival.

All Adroson saw was a tombstone and Manrio helping his father prepare for his afterlife.

Anno's tombstone and Harley's tombstone stand side by side, as if leaning on each other.

Manrio sat to one side, holding a drawing board, silently shedding tears as he drew something.

In the painting, Anno is depicted hunched over his desk, his eyes closed, one hand hanging limply to the ground, accompanied only by the lonely candlelight.

"The Departure of the Giants" is the title that Manlio named for this painting.

The two brothers stood in front of the tombstone.

Adroson cried out in anguish, while Manrio wept, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Mr. Lawrence and Ms. Halle have fallen in love again and will never be apart..."

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Renaissance, Caster volume, completed.

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Chapter 224 Epilogue

Lawrence Anno Falgao.

14? ? — 1499, he died at around fifty years old.

A native of Florence, Italy, he was a great artist, physician, philosopher, and leader of the fashion revolution in the second half of the 15th century, and is known as the "Father of Epidemic Science" and the "Father of the Microscope."

He was active as an artist in the first half of his life, and was known as one of the "Four Masters of the Renaissance" along with Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo Buonarroti, and Raphael Sanzio. His most famous works include "The Love of the Goddess," considered the most magnificent jewelry of modern times, the oil painting "A Tour of Hell," which pioneered a new school of painting, and the reliefs in Florence Cathedral.

In the latter half of his life, he pioneered the field of medicine, inventing the prototype of the microscope, the "Harley's microscope," which led to the discovery of cells and bacteria. He used bacterial therapy to overcome one of the greatest diseases in human history, the "Black Death," also known as the plague. The medical method of treating the human body with bacteria is still in use today, paving a broad road for human medicine.

His more than 20,000 pages of manuscripts, which he left behind, continue to contribute to humanity in modern society.

Finally, at the end of 1499, Lawrence died in his office. The cause of death was sudden death caused by long-term mental stress, also known as death from overwork.

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After her father's death, Anno inherited some of her medical knowledge and, in addition to continuing to study the demonic path, would occasionally travel out to practice medicine.

However, when Adroson got a little older, he stopped practicing medicine.

Adroson is considered a "variant" among normal people.

His magic circuits are of superior quality and quantity.

As a high achiever, Adroson joined an organization called "The Clock Tower".

Later, the excellent Adroson took on two apprentices: one was his father's godson, Joseph Zorgen's son, Marchi Zorgen, and the other was a young man who called himself "Paraxelsus" and studied alchemy.

Adroson married young, marrying another woman from the Clock Tower, with whom he had a daughter, Olga Falga.

When Olga was fifteen, she fell in love with her senior, Marchi Zorgen, who was seven years her senior, and they later married.

The Zorgren and Falgao families merged to study magic related to gems and insects.

Adrosson died in 1549 and was buried in Florence, alongside his parents, although the tombstones of Lawrence and Harley had long been lost in the war.

Marchi and Olga also had their own descendants. Marchi, who was righteous, fought for magic and peace all his life and died in 1567. As the first head of the Zorgen family who truly made achievements in magic, Marchi was highly regarded.

The Zorgens became a prominent family in the Clock Tower, but one generation of the Zorgens family sold many of their ancestor Lawrence's belongings to another family, the equally prestigious Einzbern family.

Later, in the early 18th century, the Zorgen family moved to Fuyuki City, Japan, and changed their name to the "Matou" family, continuing their magical activities.

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After Lawrence's death, Manlio did not covet a single possession. Instead, as a student, he arranged all of Lawrence's affairs and entrusted all of Lawrence's belongings to Lawrence's son, Adroson, before embarking on a journey alone.

Manlio loved architecture and was highly skilled in architectural design.

He left behind famous buildings in many cities.

In 1530, Manlio received a commission from a pope in Provence.

He was a devotee of Zeziaria, whose church was located in Rome, so he commissioned the famous diminutive architect Manlio to build a magnificent "Saint Zeziaria Cathedral" in Provence.

Manlio, naturally, began designing and building with great enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, in 1538, Manlio died of illness, and the unfinished cathedral became the largest unfinished building in Europe.

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Written at the end of the volume

Lawrence Anno Falgao's life has come to an end.

The Caster chapter has ended.

After thinking for a long time, I decided to write a story about a protagonist who has absolutely nothing to do with magic during the Renaissance period.

Writing a protagonist like this within the context of Type-Moon makes me feel apprehensive, as I feel somewhat arrogant.

At this point, the book has reached 27 words.

This is the first time I've written so many words, and to be honest, I'm quite surprised that I had the perseverance to write such a story.

Shu'an is different from Jian'an. Jian'an's life revolves around war, while Shu'an's life is based on daily life.

However, the two had one thing in common: their lives were surrounded by tragedy.

Hmm... Actually, when I first started writing about Shu An, I wanted to write a story about a quiet, handsome man who was led astray by the silly Da Vinci, but I don't know why it veered off course and became a tragedy. So, I guess I can only write tragedies? (sad)

Sue became a close friend of Leonardo da Vinci, engaged in extensive artistic activities, and later even conquered the Black Death. How will his life be evaluated?

Just as things were starting to look up, Uncle Ferdinand died; his wife was about to give birth when Aunt Anna died; and Harley also died of the Black Death.

I didn't intentionally cut the knife; rather, I introduced the protagonist to medicine in several stages.

Moreover, Harley... if she hadn't contracted the Black Death, a disease that kills very quickly, perhaps I would have taken my time.

As I always say, I believe that no matter how sad the ending, the process can still be filled with laughter and joy.