Chapter 81 Visitors From Afar

Hopelaner, ‘Flower Beach’ cold drink shop.

"Hello, welcome~"

As the glass lattice door opened, the crisp sound of wind chimes came from the room. The maid in the store looked curiously at the guest from afar. He was wearing a white hooded robe. The material of his clothes was very special, smooth and elegant. It has texture and doesn't feel as light and thin as ordinary fabric.

"Hello, is Mrs. Philia here?" The man's voice was mellow and clear, making the maid in the store blush.

"Yes, it's on the third floor. Are you here to see the teacher?"

"Teacher? Same." He nodded as if he remembered something.

"Yes, I am from Emenas, please help me inform you."

"Well, no problem." After hearing such polite and elegant words, the maid seemed to have a more serious nymphomaniac in her eyes.

Under the laughter of several companions, she walked towards the stairs in small steps, while the man walked towards a table in the corner of the room and sat down for the time being.

Not long after, the maid came downstairs with a bang, then turned her head and searched the store to find the man.

"Hello, the teacher wants you to go up directly." She looked at the visitor with a little curiosity, guessing that this visitor might have an extraordinary origin.

"Thank you very much."

Nodding, the man stood up and walked to the stairs nearby.

In the room on the third floor, Mrs. Philia was sitting on the sofa, with a sheet of music in her hand that was still wet. After hearing the door open, she raised her head and saw this familiar face.

"Who did I say it was? It turned out to be you, Ard."

Mrs. Philia picked up the coffee pot on the coffee table, poured him a cup of coffee, and then continued to ask.

"What are you doing here this time? I remember that you are a busy person in the Sage Association, running around all the time."

"I'm joking, but I really want to find out something from Filia this time." The man put down his hood, revealing his short gold-like hair. His face was like a perfect sculpture, and people couldn't help but look at it more. A few glances.

"It's about the Star Witch, His Highness Lorraine Hill." He picked up the coffee, blew briefly, and then took a sip.

"Another conference was recently held in Emenas, and the sage and witch of Crancia was present."

"This is a bit surprising." Mrs. Philia blinked and said words that were not surprising in her heart.

"Um."

"At the meeting, the Star Witch put forward a lot of opinions, some of which were about the internal reform of the Sage Association, and some of which were about the world situation."

"Very bold." Mrs. Philia smiled happily.

"Yes, even if she is a witch, she is still a newly born witch, and her strength cannot match those of her predecessors who have lived for a long time."

"Although there are rumors that she controlled the Sun Crown that year, according to the analysis of many sages and witches, this possibility is still too low."

"The battle between the Sun Crown and the Moon Crown is recorded on the murals before the First Era. The elves at that time did a lot of research on the relics left from the era of dragons and giants."

"According to the records, it is speculated that if the crown is completely controlled, it is equivalent to the existence of a god and can change the order and rules of the entire world."

"Since the beginning of history, the only person who may have touched the crown was the Blood Moon Witch of the First Era, Julis. Under her intervention, the fate of mankind changed dramatically."

"In the following hundreds of years, humans gradually mastered the power of the demon sequence, and then broke free from the shackles to establish the True Red Empire."

"Although the True Red Empire was not completely successful, it also symbolized the slow rise of mankind until, thousands of years later, the Mercury Dynasty cleared away all obstacles and enemies."

"Supernatural power has particularly favored humans over the past thousands of years. Not only are the number of practitioners in Advanced Sequence 9 several times that of other races, but even fragments of gods have possessed humans and become strange beings like witches."

"The only brief contact with the crown caused such a big change. If it was completely manipulated, the impact would be immeasurable. It would never be just like this."

"If she cannot stand on the throne of God, it means that she is not a god, she is still just a mortal."

"Even a witch is just a strange mortal."

"The name of a mischievous god who walks in the world is just an exaggeration after all, and the witch is still mortal."

"Is it possible that she stepped down from the throne of her own accord?" Mrs. Philia speculated.

"Such a guess is not valid." The man as bright as the sun shook his head.

"If she can become a god, she will definitely use the power of the god to achieve her own ideas and wishes, instead of standing here talking to you and me."

"Giving up your divine power, miring yourself in mud and filth, and humiliating yourself with experiences full of twists and turns, deceptions, and failures is not what a high-level being would do."

"This is not a game, but self-deception, false and hypocritical torture against one's own will. It goes against the instinct and wisdom of life, and is a double denial of the self."

"So I say, she is not a god, at least not now."

There was gentle clapping from the attic, and Mrs. Philia looked at the blond man and couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of the sage of the Holy Glory, Ard. I feel like I can't refute it."

"Then what do you want to ask specifically about this time?"

"I want to know from you the specific character and behavior of this witch."

"reason?"

"See if she's qualified to lead those big ideas and plans."

"You will not believe this witch just because of my words and suggestions. In other words, you have never believed anyone else's words, Ard."

"Yes, but actions and actions are a continuation of will. She will eventually speak for us through what she does."

"And now, I want to learn about this witch's past from you."

Mrs. Philia shook her head, and then nodded slowly.

"You are still like this. Even though what you do is extremely correct, you are still disliked by others."

"Many girls will fall in love with you at first sight, but after a long time together, they will run away in fear. Maybe this is the reason why you are still single?"

"Okay, I'm not interested in reproduction and mating, you should know that."

"Yes, so after getting familiar with him, I will be more at ease and trust you." Mrs. Philia drank some coffee and moistened her throat.

"I don't know much about the Witch of the Stars, but fortunately I have had several conversations with her. It all started in a small town on the west wind border many years ago, where I first met her. Come to this girl..."

In the quiet attic, Mrs. Philia began to recall everything about the silver-haired girl, her innocence, shyness, hesitation, as well as her determination, wisdom, gentleness, and decisiveness.