Millennium Witch

In other words, this is a one-way passage. Once you land, if you want to return, you must hurry up and find other remaining abysses nearby, which is undoubtedly a very risky thing.

After all, this mysterious aurora zone only exists for a few hours, and wasting any time is risky.

Furthermore, it's unclear whether someone's arm would be severed by the abyss if they reached in and didn't pull their hand back the instant the abyss disappeared.

A dozen minutes later, the magical vehicle stopped at the entrance to the Abyss. It was a whirlpool about 50 meters above sea level, quite wide, theoretically wide enough for a vehicle to pass through.

Although she was just feeling very sad, the thought that after 12 years, she could see her father, mother, eldest brother, and second brother again, and even return home in glory to become the pillar of the family, immediately made her feelings complicated, a mixture of excitement and sadness.

"Here you go." Standing in the car, Yvette suddenly took out a small blue trinket from her clothes.

Rosalyn took a look and immediately showed a surprised expression.

This is a small brooch made from the dried flowers of the Magic Light Vine, known as "Magic Light Orchids," using a material similar to amber.

Because the Magic Light Vine blooms only once every hundred years and its flowering period lasts only half a month, it is quite precious. If it were in the city of Ish in the dream, its market price would probably be no less than the book "Elemental Decay Completion Technology" that the teacher bought.

Over the years, she had cut down so many Magic Light Vines at the Abyss Base to use as nightlights, but she had never seen this in person, only in pictures.

She solemnly pinned the flower to the chest of her mage robe, as if making a promise: "I will never take it off."

The teacher nodded, then paused for a few seconds before saying, "Actually, it's not that I don't..."

“No, no, teacher.” Rosalyn shook her head quickly. “Teacher, this is too dangerous for you.”

She knew what her teacher was going to say, just like when she became his apprentice, he said, "It's not impossible." Her teacher was actually a very reserved and soft-hearted person, but he hid it behind his cold exterior, making it hard to notice.

But she couldn't let her teacher go to the Radiant Continent with her.

For her, the Radiant Continent was her home, but for her teacher, it was a dangerous forbidden land.

After all, the Radiant Continent is a high-magic world where there are real dragons and gods.

For example, the Kingdom of Eton, where House Theon is located, worships the true god of the Trinity Church, "The Lord of Unity." This true god is not a fictional being; He possesses a genuine land-based divine kingdom, a paradise that all believers dream of.

The war between humans and demons, including the war between the eastern and western continents, also implicitly contained the struggle between demon gods and true gods.

If someone like a teacher is exposed, they will inevitably be mistaken for the legendary evil god "Witch of the End." At that point, not only will they be wanted by the church and become enemies of the world, but in serious cases, they might even attract divine intervention.

After the teacher fell silent, Rosalyn wiped her eyes, picked up a magic vine from the car, and along with her ring, brooch, and battle blade, took it with her as her only baggage. She rode the wind and slowly made her way towards the abyss.

"Teacher," she said, standing by the translucent vortex, each word distinct, "I will definitely, absolutely come back."

After saying that, she gave Yvette a deep look, as if she wanted to etch her teacher's image into her soul, and then stepped into the abyss on the blue wind, disappearing without a trace.

……

On the sea, after waiting for a few minutes, Yvette watched as the abyss suddenly disappeared. Without a trace of sadness or joy, she returned to the driver's seat and headed home.

She felt it wasn't a big deal; in the context of her nearly 300-year life, 12 years was just a fleeting moment. However, Rosalyn was a 22-year-old young woman, and 12 years was more than half her life, more than the time her parents had spent with her. It was perfectly normal for her to have some emotional moments like crying.

But as a former man, now an ageless witch, she is by no means such an emotional creature.

After driving to the seaside villa, she looked at the bundles of magic vines that Rosalin had tied up in the back seat, thought for a moment, and decided to throw them all into the villa's storage room.

These soft furnishings were prepared for two people to live together. Now that I'm alone, I can just make do. Why do I need these things?

Then, feeling inexplicably irritable, she drove back to Ish, back to the familiar manor, back to her penthouse room, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and struggled to fall asleep for several hours.

After a long night of chaotic dreams, she opened her eyes wearily the next morning, but quickly closed them again for a short nap. It wasn't until almost noon, when no one brought her breakfast, that she belatedly remembered something, sat up in bed, and stared blankly for a while.

She thought that twelve years was not a long time, but it wasn't short either. Once you get used to something, it's not something you can change so quickly.

So, in the days that followed, she began to force herself to forget and then readjust to this life, to get used to days when no one served her tea or water, no one woke her up or cooked for her, no one did her laundry or tended the manor, and no one asked her all sorts of pointless questions or cheerfully took her on outings and adventures to various places.

This coercion was very effective. As the sands of time settled down, she felt herself gradually forgetting the blonde girl she had watched grow up, and returning to the solitary life she had lived many years ago, wandering alone in the apocalypse.

Three months later, on a quiet afternoon, while cleaning a bedroom on the second floor on a whim, she found a letter in the cabinet.

She immediately began to read it—

"Teacher, I'm worried that if I leave, it will be very sudden, and there will be many things I won't have time to say to you, so I'm leaving this letter. But I suspect that, given your relaxed attitude, it will be quite a long time before you see this letter? A month, two months, or even longer after I leave?"

“When I was by your side, I didn’t think it mattered. I enjoyed serving you in every little way. But now that I’m not here, I think you must need my reminders, such as the details of wheat field maintenance, methods for removing mold, and where you can find wild eggs, etc. I have written all of these down in the notebook in my suitcase. Of course, there are also my practical swordsmanship tips.”

"I must be home by now, perhaps fighting for the survival of humanity, or maybe raising money to build a school. You know, I've always wanted to do this, and thank you for your permission and support..."

"My feelings for you are actually quite complicated. In my heart, you are a teacher, an idol, a guardian, and an older sister. But sometimes I also feel that you act like a younger sister who needs my constant care... Well, it is only at this moment that I dare to write such rebellious words, haha, I hope you are not angry."

"But please believe me, my respect for you will always be number one, and far surpasses that of the god I worship, or even my father. So sometimes I am very troubled. What if one day you tell me that you are an evil god and want to destroy the world? Should I stand behind you? I used to think this question was very simple, but now it is becoming more and more difficult to face."

"Oh, by the way, there are many more letters like this in the bottom shelf of the cabinet. They are all letters I prepared in the past, many of which were written a long time ago and are not very timely or well-written. I hope you won't read them. If you really want to read them, then read one every few years."

"This is my small wish."

"Only in this way can I stay a little longer in your long, long, long life memories."

"—Your eternal student, Rosalind Theon."

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, filtering through a layer of dust, and fell onto the yellowed letter paper, like a sprinkle of gold dust.

Yvette took a deep breath, then opened the second drawer and, sure enough, saw countless envelopes.

The inscriptions read "Open again in the second year," "Open again in the fifth year," "This is the tenth year, please be patient," and even "The hundredth year, teacher, I am sorry, but please do not forget me."

She closed the cabinet again, took the letter she had opened first, and went to the deck chair in the manor. In the bright daylight, she began to read it a second time.

And so, the winds of time swept through the courtyard, stirring up a few newly fallen leaves.

Unknowingly.

Five years, ten years, twenty years, fifty years... one hundred years.

Spring comes and autumn goes, the seasons turn endlessly, blowing countless dawns and dusks to the ground, but Yvette never thought of moving out of the manor or leaving the island.

She would often lean quietly against that old recliner, look at the sky, and then pick up the letter she had read many times before, and read it again.

She thought she would probably wait here forever, until the day her only student returned.

……

……

(End of Volume 1)

Chapter 47 The Beginning of the Journey

Rosalyn left behind many letters, but on a time scale, the intervals that follow always become longer and longer.

In her unchanging life, Yvette's life became increasingly monotonous and dull.

She regularly goes out to sea to hunt, devouring aberrant creatures at stage two or higher. She often stays home reading, both professional books and all sorts of other books. She's addicted to sleeping on rainy days, finding it helps her forget all her troubles. Occasionally, she'll go to the area under an overpass to check on the few pheasants her students are so fond of.

In this daily, year-after-year life, only when a crucial year arrives and she can open the next letter can a slight emotional fluctuation appear in her usually calm eyes.

But during this long wait, a somewhat sad answer seemed to be forming in her heart.

……

One hundred years, and another hundred years.

There were no aurora borealis, and no familiar sound either.

Until one sunny morning after the rain, after reading the letter that represented the 200th year and was also the last, Yvette turned her head and stared out the window for a long time before finally picking up paper and pen and deciding to start writing a letter.

This is a letter to students, and also a message before a long journey.

She thought that if Rosalind was still alive and had indeed returned to the Land of the End, she was more likely to appear on one of the three main continents of this world than on Ish Island, due to the uncertainty of where the Abyss would land.

Therefore, compared to waiting, taking a long trip to travel around the three continents and see the sights will actually greatly increase the probability of meeting the students again.

Of course, she knew this was just wishful thinking.

According to research by Black Tower Medicine, magical cultivation has very little impact on lifespan and is limited by life form. Under the condition that genes remain unchanged, living to 180 years old is the limit. Considering Black Tower Medicine's leading edge in life extension technology, these statements should be considered quite authoritative.

But the Radiant Continent is, after all, a world of medium or high magic, a world where true gods exist.

Who knows what happens in another world?

She would keep hoping until she saw Rosalyn's tombstone with her own eyes.

That's why she's writing this letter here, lest her students suddenly return after she's gone on her journey and find their teacher gone.

In her letters, she would tell her students about her travel route, which cities she would visit and leave messages at historical sites along the way. If they saw the messages, they could go to the final destination and travel in reverse so that they could meet sooner.

……

Leave a note.

Seal off the doors and windows.

Put all the important things in the basement.

After completing all preparations, Yvette, dressed in a black dress and carrying an alloy battle blade on her back, sat in the driver's seat of the magic motorcycle, ready to begin her first post-apocalyptic world tour.

Compared to the scrap metal she used two hundred years ago, the silver-white magical vehicle she is currently using has a more mechanical aesthetic and is much larger, practically a motorhome.

This was, of course, the result of modifications. After all, she was about to embark on a life of wandering the world, and she needed a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Otherwise, sleeping in the wild would not only be unsafe, but would also easily get her clothes dirty or attract insects.

Of course, she could go without sleep altogether, but she would get very sleepy. She has a high tolerance for hunger, but it's a different story when it comes to being sleepy; given the opportunity, she really enjoys sleeping.

……

Half an hour later, driving a large magical motorcycle the size of a truck, Yvette watched as everything outside the window was gradually swallowed up by the boundless blue sea.

Ish Island receded into the distance, becoming a tiny dot, while on the distant sea, waves rolled wildly in the sunlight, resembling a school of golden fish.

This ocean is called "Yuanliu Sea," and it is the ocean west of Kuroshio Island.

If you look at a square map, the distribution of the three continents of the Origin Civilization actually looks like a straight line diagonally from the upper left corner to the lower right corner.

That is, Black Tide Island is in the upper left corner, Emerald Island is in the middle, and Silver Mirror Island is in the lower right corner.

In this way, travel planning will be much easier, since you can just go diagonally downwards.

Soon, after leaving the waters around Ish Island, underwater monsters began to emerge from time to time and attack the passing RVs, but they would be pierced through the body by the silvery hair and turned into mummies in an instant.

This is another major reason why Yvette chose to embark on the journey: she had already collected all the high-level aberration variants in the waters surrounding Ish Island.

Although she wouldn't target the first-stage aberrations because it wouldn't be worth the risk, the magical boost provided by the second-stage aberrations was better than nothing.

Therefore, she was looking forward to encountering more third-order aberration variants on this long journey, as only at this stage could she gain significant benefits.

However, the total amount of aberration magic is still difficult to calculate. If we take the first stage of aberration as the unit, then her current aberration magic is about 4 points - while her current magic value is only over 2000.

However, this comparison is definitely problematic. Aberration magic diminishes with each use, while magic power can be quickly restored through meditation.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, as long as conditions permit, she will first use magic to cripple her prey before devouring it with her tentacles, which can save a lot of expenditure on aberrant magic.

……

The days adrift at sea lasted for about a week.

In fact, given the speed of a motorhome's flight, two to three days would definitely be enough to reach the west coast of Kuroshio Island.

Unfortunately, she encountered a monster battle halfway there, forcing her to take a huge detour.

One of the sides in the monster battle is the "Metal Seadramon" that Yvette once witnessed.

On the other side was a massive, purplish-red jellyfish, as large as a mountain range, its umbrella-shaped body covered with the outlines of agonizing human faces. It primarily attacked with its tentacles and was named "Nightmare Trap" by Yvette.

While observing from a distance, Yvette had speculated that these two giant aberrations might simply be large in size, and not actually highly evolved.

But when she saw them fight and start using all sorts of mysterious, unfathomable spells to counter each other's energy, Yvette became certain that these two giant mutants must have a very high level of evolution, at least higher than stage three.

She even suspected that the pulse beams spewed from the mouth of the Steel Seadramon could shatter a mountain.

In short, it was far beyond her current ability to stage an accident, so she simply chose to take a detour. It wasn't until a week later, after endlessly getting lost, that she finally found the west coast of Kuroshio Island and landed with great difficulty.

……

On the first day of arrival, it was already close to dusk.

Yvette parked her RV on the beach and slept there for the night. The next morning, she set off for the nearest metropolis belonging to the United States of New Eden, guided by a pre-apocalyptic map she had on hand.

The target city is called "Agasha". Before the apocalypse, it was a metropolis that was in no way inferior to Ish City. Its level of development was among the best in the entire New Eden United States.

She planned to stroll around the city, enjoy the scenery, collect some junk, and leave a trace in the city center.

Because flight mode consumes five to six times more energy than regular mode, in order to save energy and to give a better travel experience, she uses four wheels to run on the ground while moving forward, kicking up clouds of dust and flying stones wherever she goes.

Several hours later, as the number of ruined buildings ahead gradually increased and she was getting closer to the city ruins, she suddenly saw a figure emerge from a ruined building and stand on the abandoned highway in the distance, waiting for her to drive closer.

Yvette paused for a moment. Although she had imagined whether she could encounter other living people on the continent, whether they were survivors or transmigrators, she didn't care.

But to run into him on the second day after arriving is a bit too fast.