The next second, Sivir's figure suddenly disappeared.

He stood in a deserted field, spread his arms, and gently raised them.

In an instant, skyscrapers rose from the ground!

Cars, asphalt road.

Within this space.

He is God!

That was his home in his previous life.

The small space moves at will, and in the blink of an eye, everything is constructed according to the image in one's memory.

Sivir walked silently down the familiar road, hands in her pockets.

It's quieter here than I remember.

After all, we didn't create life ourselves.

Even after sixteen years, he still found his cramped little room with practiced ease.

He walked into an apartment building and entered the elevator.

This is a building with one apartment per floor.

7th floor.

Pushing open the door, I saw unwashed dishes from dinner sitting on the living room table, with a laptop on one side, still covered in unfinished code.

Looking at those strings of code, Sivir frowned, recalling the incredibly stupid client from before.

Dead memories are attacking him.

She pushed open the bedroom door, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

I remember how long I struggled to buy this house?

forgotten.

unimportant.

Anyway, I was an orphan before.

Lying in bed, a long-lost sense of peace washed over me.

Winter has arrived.

Piero looked up.

The golden light that had enveloped Winter City had long since disappeared.

Although there was nothing in the sky, he still noticed it.

A world a quarter the size of Winterhold is right above Winterhold!

Sivir constructed a small world above the winter solstice.

Is this guy trying to run away with Teyvat?

Sivir wants justice?

After Sivir learned the true nature of the Abyss, she pulled this stunt, so it's no wonder Piero would think the same way.

Of course, compared to the seriously injured Fanes, Sivir seems to have a better chance.

That's it.

Let him be.

This guy isn't anthropomorphic like Dotole.

Chapter 98 Let's get Capitano a small stove first.

"This is... the little world you created?"

Piero looked at the buildings and vehicles, which were completely different in style from those on Teyvat, and silently watched Sivir.

"Alchemy can actually do such a thing."

Sandonne sat on Pronia's shoulder, curiously observing this small world, while Columbia held the small stove and sat on Pronia's other side.

Sandoni had told Columbia more than once that the Philosopher's Stone could change at will and could be turned into a bracelet like Sivir's.

But she insisted on praising it.

Lady Rosalyn was also brought in with them.

Rosalyn reached out and crushed a piece of asphalt, then held it up to her eyes to examine it closely.

"How about it, not bad, right?"

"Indeed, it's quite good."

Piero exclaimed in admiration.

The skyscrapers suddenly began to change, evolving into a shape familiar to Piero.

Once the transformation was complete, Piero looked at the ruins before him and merely glanced at Sivir.

That was the house that had been blown to rubble by Dotore.

They're quite mischievous.

It doesn't matter.

“Pronia, come to my workshop.”

Pronia immediately led the puppet toward her workshop in the small world.

Piero and Sciarr followed silently behind Sandogne, asking questions in a rather casual tone.

"What do you plan to do next?"

"Let's deal with Capitano first. Capitano's heart contains many souls, and the matter inside the small world is composed of the primordial Taiyi, which can store these souls."

Piero remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"I, the executor of the Fools of Winter... am afraid you're going to pry me clean."

Colombia, Capitano.

Two of the top three seats were probably won over by Sivir.

As for the second-placed Dortóre…

Ha, hopefully this guy won't get caught by Sivir.

"What are you saying? What kind of talk is that? Am I not an executive officer?"

Sivir retorted.

"of course."

"The Hermit, a top-ranking member of the Fools."

"Speaking of which, why is my codename 'The Hermit'?"

"Because your destiny is not in the sky."

Sivir suddenly realized.

He was just curious, but that was all.

The workshop door opened, and Sandoni led everyone into the workshop, while Pronia skillfully brewed milk tea for Sivir.

It didn't take long.

The group enjoyed afternoon tea in the workshop within this small world.

Piero sat in the chair where Capitano used to sit, holding a bun in his hand, watching everyone's leisurely appearance, when a thought suddenly arose in his mind.

He was naturally aware of Sandoni's activity.

They also knew that ever since Sivir arrived, Capitano had been dragged over by Sivir.

Perhaps I can come here more often in the future?

After afternoon tea, everyone was kicked out of the small world by Sivir.

Since we're talking about getting a small stove for Capitano, let's get that sorted out first.

Unlike Columbia's little stove.

Sivir prepared a lantern-shaped soul furnace for Capitano.

"It's much simpler than Columbia's."

He only needs to ensure that the soul can be accommodated without any problems.

Having previously studied ley lines, this experience provided Sivir with considerable assistance.

As for the environment inside…

It was transformed into a forest by Sivir.

Let these souls build their own houses; it'll give them something to do.

half an hour.

A lantern with a flickering red flame was placed on the table by Sivir.

The space inside isn't very large, only about one-sixth the size of Winterhold.

"I wonder if it can accommodate Capitano's soul."

If not enough…

We'll expand it then.

Sivir handed the lantern to Piero.

Piero, carrying a lantern, stared at Sivir without saying a word.

Capitano now has a lantern to hold his soul.

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