A beautiful girl who transmigrates into a Herrscher of the Void is treated like an elf and conquered

Chika's body twitched slightly before relaxing completely, as if she had fallen into a deeper sleep.

"Hey! You!" Shido was both anxious and angry, but he didn't dare to step forward rashly.

"Walter" withdrew his finger, turned around, and calmly looked at Shido and Kurumi, who was walking slowly with an inscrutable gaze.

"Don't worry, young man. I didn't hurt her."

Walter's voice remained steady, yet carried a hint of emptiness, as if from afar. "I merely constructed a 'corridor of illusion' deep within her consciousness."

"What is that?" Shido asked eagerly.

"A test is also an opportunity."

Walter explained that more noticeable data flow was beginning to emerge from the edges of his body, making his appearance more unstable than before.

“I have condensed my own understanding and perception of the power of ‘reason’ into this corridor. If the girl’s mind, will, and the essence of ‘understanding’ are in sufficient harmony, she will be able to pass the trial of the corridor.”

"At that time, the 'key' I left in her consciousness will be activated, guiding her to find the complete spiritual crystal and inherited knowledge that I sealed here."

He paused, then looked at Shido and Kurumi, as if giving his final instructions:

"If she fails to pass, or chooses to give up... then, as my body completely collapses, my last consciousness will be uploaded to a global information network to continue wandering, searching for the next potential successor."

"When a suitable successor appears, my remaining guidance program will guide him/her to unlock that power."

His words were like a cold, procedural announcement, yet they carried a weighty weight concerning the fate of the world.

"This is... the end and continuation I have chosen for myself and for this power."

Chapter 100 The Fabricator of Balabala's Unofficial History

Although Walter's figure was still flickering erratically, he seemed to be gathering his last bit of strength to maintain his form.

His gaze first fell on Shido, whose pale golden eyes held a depth that seemed to pierce through time.

“Young man,” his voice was steady, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible heaviness.

“You were here a while ago, and you’re here today too. I don’t know if you’re really that ‘unlucky’ to always get caught up in these kinds of things, or if it’s a unique kind of ‘luck’ that allows you to glimpse the truth behind the veil of this world.”

He paused slightly, as if organizing his thoughts, or perhaps recalling something from a very distant past.

"Now that you have stepped into the 'dark side' of this world, and I am about to depart... then, in my final moments, I will reveal to you a portion of the 'truth' I know, and..."

His gaze shifted to Kurumi, who remained silent to the side, "...you, who are also searching for a certain answer."

"The source of everything can be traced back to thirty years ago, to that massive space earthquake that swept across Eurasia—the 'Eurasian Great Space Disaster'."

His voice was like reading an ancient history book: "In that catastrophe that tore civilization apart, not just one elf was born."

“One of them is what you call the ‘Spirit of Origin.’ Her existence and whereabouts remain a mystery, and her power is unfathomable.” His tone was clearly apprehensive.

“And the other one…” He raised his hand, with faint blue light scattering from his fingertips, “…is the elf who carries the power of ‘reason’ and ‘understanding’.”

"Oh?" Kurumi's golden eyes lit up slightly, revealing an expression of interest.

"Two elves were born at the same time? That's an interesting record. So, what happened to the 'rational' elf later?"

"He... or rather, 'it' at that time, was discovered and contained in the ruins of the air disaster by a group of passing, adventurous scientists."

Walter continued his narration, his voice carrying a warm, nostalgic tone.

“Those scientists…they did not see him as a monster or a weapon. They gave him knowledge, guided him to understand the world, taught him what ‘freedom’ is, and gave him a name—a name that symbolizes ‘the world’ and ‘reason’.”

"Walter...?" Kurumi whispered, as if she had caught something.

"Yes, Walter."

"Walter," he affirmed, but his next sentence surprised both Shido and Kurumi slightly: "He's just—Walter Joyce."

“Joyce?” Shido repeated instinctively, asking in confusion. “But isn’t your name…Walter Young?”

“Walter Young, that’s my name.” He confirmed calmly, but did not immediately explain the connection between the two, instead continuing to tell Joyce’s story.

"Walter Joyce became a close assistant and collaborator with those scientists, living and researching alongside them, and forging deep friendships. It was a... brief but peaceful and beautiful time. Until... that inevitable disaster struck."

His voice lowered, as if shrouded in shadow.

"That should have been a beautiful day, like countless ordinary and warm yesterdays. However, on that very day, everything that Walter Joyce cherished burned and collapsed in flames and smoke."

"Using the pretext of 'the presence of an elf threat here,' a company called DEM dispatched their private armed forces to carry out...indiscriminate massacre at the research institute where Joyce was located. Their aim was to force out the true elf power within Joyce and recover it as a 'sample.'"

"After witnessing his close friends and companions fall one after another in pools of blood, Joyce... finally stopped suppressing himself and chose to fully accept and release the power that belonged to the 'Herrscher of Reason'."

"Furthermore, in the spiritual world, all those who perished in the Eurasian space catastrophe appeared behind him."

His narration here takes on a tragic tone.

"However, in order to cover up all of this, to prevent the news from leaking out, and to completely 'purify' any possible resistance... they used far more force than usual to launch a devastating sweeping attack on the city where Joyce was located."

The workshop was silent, except for the calm yet heavy voice of "Walter" echoing through it.

"To protect the remaining innocent people in that area, Joyce... with his newly acquired and still unskilled elven power, burned his life force to construct a huge shield that was enough to protect the entire area."

"Furthermore, in his final moments, through the way people existed during the Eurasian catastrophe, he copied and incorporated the 'thoughts' and 'memories' of all the surviving humans in that region into the core of his elven power, using his power to understand all things."

"And in the end, he entrusted this 'power' that carried the longing, hope and unfulfilled ideals of countless people to the only survivor of that catastrophe... a boy beside him."

His words paused here, and his gaze fell on Shido again, carrying an indescribable complex emotion.

“That boy…” Shido’s voice trembled slightly, as if he had a premonition of something.

"Walter" nodded slowly, confirming Shido's unresolved suspicion. "Ah...that's right, it's me."

He took a deep breath, as if he had unloaded a huge burden, or as if he had completed some kind of mission.

"This is the truth I know about the origin of 'elves'. They did not come entirely from an unknown otherworld; some of them... their birth and tragedy stemmed precisely from humanity's own greed, fear, and... madness."

He turned to Kurumi again, his eyes becoming exceptionally serious.

"Nightmare, I don't know if these past events are relevant to the answers you seek. But..."

His voice carried an almost earnest sincerity. “If possible, I hope you…don’t act solely for the sake of ‘self-destruction’.”

"Fighting with the determination to die is completely different from seeking an end with the mindset of 'it doesn't matter if I die.' The former may create miracles, while the latter... will only lead to nothingness."

"Please... act in order to 'survive.' Even if... the ending has no tomorrow."

After uttering these final words, Walter's figure flickered even more intensely, and the scattered particles of light rose upwards like a galaxy flowing backwards.

He took one last deep look at the unconscious Chika, as if trying to etch her image into his final consciousness, or as if silently conveying some kind of expectation.

Then, under Shido's complicated gaze and Kurumi's thoughtful stare, his figure completely transformed into a dazzling yet sorrowful rain of blue light, which fluttered down and eventually dissipated into the stifling air of the abandoned factory.

This time, it seems he has truly left?

What remains is a heavy story that is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, a warning about the obsession with life, and a girl who was "chosen" and is in a coma.

What kind of turmoil would Shido and Kurumi feel upon hearing all this?

Chapter 101 Kurumi's Silence

"Walter" vanished as a shower of light, leaving the abandoned workshop in a brief, suffocating silence.

Kurumi Tokisaki stood still, her usual effortless and alluring smile gone, replaced by a complex expression rarely seen on her face, a mixture of solemnity, contemplation, and even a hint of...respect.

Her golden clock eye narrowed slightly as she gazed at the spot where "Walter" had vanished, and murmured to herself, her voice so soft that only she could hear it:

"To embrace power in order to protect, to burn oneself out for others... In the end, to leave hope and warning to those who come after..."

She shook her head slightly, a bitter smile curving her lips. "Heh... what a... respectable yet foolish fellow."

This feeling of reflection lasted only a short time. When she looked up again, her face had returned to that enigmatic smile, tinged with a hint of languor and danger.

She turned to Shido, whose expression was complex, and lightly tapped her temple with the barrel of her flintlock pistol, her tone relaxed yet carrying an undeniable air:

“Then, that boy over there~” She tilted her head.

"If I were you, I would keep everything I see and hear here today firmly locked inside, okay? After all, knowing too much of the 'truth' can lead to your death~"

Her words were like a sweet poison: "For your own sake, and for the sake of those around you, take care of yourself."

Before Shido could respond, her gaze swept over Chika, who was still unconscious and leaning against the wall.

"As for this young lady..." she drawled, "you'll stay here and stay with her until she wakes up naturally. Don't leave, okay? That's my little request~"

After saying that, she ignored Shido and disappeared silently from the spot, as if blending into the shadows.

The next second, through the gap in the damaged roof high up in the workshop, her figure could be vaguely seen sitting on the edge, looking up at the sky where night had just fallen and stars were beginning to appear. Her back looked somewhat lonely in the dim morning light, as if she were pondering something.

(To survive...?) Kurumi gazed at the sky, repeatedly pondering Welt's last words, her golden eyes flashing with an indescribable, complex light.

(Such extravagant words... what do they mean to me...?)

Only after Kurumi's figure disappeared from the rooftop did Shido finally exhale a long, thorough breath, feeling his tense nerves relax slightly.

He slid down against the cold wall and wiped the cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead without him noticing.

(Are we safe for now...?)

His gaze fell on the unconscious Qianxia not far away, his feelings were extremely complicated.

Everything he experienced today—Origami's anomaly, the AST's siege, Kurumi's appearance, the spacequake, and the thrilling past recounted by "Walter Yang"—was so overwhelming that his brain was almost overloaded.

(Phoenix House... Is she really just an innocent bystander caught in this mess? Why did Mr. Welt choose her out of all people? And what are these so-called 'Illusion Corridor' and 'Inheritance'?)

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. The most urgent thing was to contact Kotori!

Shido carefully observed the direction of the roof, confirming that Kurumi's attention did not seem to be focused on what was below.

He crept stealthily to a broken, dusty window, concealing himself in the shadows of the wall, then whispered into his invisible earpiece:

"Kotori... Kotori! Can you hear me? It's me!"

Almost immediately, Kotori's anxious and weary voice came through, accompanied by the noisy discussions on the bridge of the Fraxinus.

[Shido! You idiot! We finally made contact! Are you alright?! We can only pinpoint your approximate location right now, in an abandoned industrial area!]

[A high-energy reaction and spacequake just occurred in that area, and then all your signals disappeared! What happened?! Where's Chika? And what about Welt and Nightmare?!]

Shido took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady, and began to recount this thrilling experience in the most concise language possible:

“I’m fine. My classmate from Phoenix Academy is with me. She…she’s unconscious, but she doesn’t seem to have any external injuries.”

He paused, organizing his thoughts, "We were taken to an abandoned factory by Nightmare using her powers. Walter... Walter Yang... he disappeared."

[Disappeared?! What happened?!]

"Before he disappeared... he told us some things."

Shido's tone became unusually heavy. "He said... that during the Eurasian cataclysm thirty years ago, two spirits were actually born. One was the first spirit, and the other... was a spirit with the power of 'reason,' named... Walter Joyce."

He recounted the story told by "Walter" in as much detail as possible—about Joyce being adopted by the scientists, about the massacre by the DEM Corporation, and about the destruction of the city.

The story revolves around Joyce sacrificing himself to protect the people and passing on his power to a surviving boy, who later became Welt Young…

"...The truth about the spirits is that they are natural disasters brought about by humanity itself..." Shido repeated the last words, his voice hoarse.

A long silence followed on the other end of the communication line. Only gasps of surprise and the frantic typing of the technicians could be heard.

Clearly, Fraxinus was also shocked by this secret (historical anecdote).

After a long while, Kotori's solemn voice rang out again, carrying an unprecedented seriousness:

"...Shido, the information you reported...is very important, but also extremely sensitive. If this is true..."

She paused, then said, "[Everything Walter Young said is classified as top secret! It is strictly forbidden to disclose it until further analysis and confirmation are obtained!]"

[We are currently unable to send medical or support teams to your location! Remain concealed and await rescue! Ensure Chika's safety at all times!]

"And... Shido," Kotori's voice softened, tinged with concern, "Be careful yourself too. What happened today... must have had a big impact on you."

Shido leaned against the cold wall, gazing at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, his heart filled with mixed emotions. "Hmm... I know. I'll wait for you to come."

After ending the call, Shido once again turned his gaze to Chinatsu in the corner.

The girl was still fast asleep, her long, ice-blue hair spread out like silk across the dust. Her serene sleeping face contrasted sharply with the heavy conversation that had just taken place, which touched on the very origins of the world.

(Phoenix Institute student... when you wake up, will everything... still be the same as before?)

Unbeknownst to him, when he turned to contact Fraxinus, Chika's long, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.

Chapter 102 The Self-Cultivation of a Movie Queen