Lord of the Silver Crow

The castle is also the underground of the wizard tower.

The elegant middle-aged man looked ahead at the huge tank used to hold the modified knight.

It's just that now, in this huge tank, it's not a modified knight.

Around the huge tank, silver brilliance circulated.

And in the tank body wrapped by Yinhui, a little girl who was illusory and just like substance was floating in the center.

Looking at the little girl, the middle-aged man pondered for a moment and whispered:

"Using memory as an anchor point, locking on the target from the long river of time for traction, there will be defects."

While he was talking, beside him, on a silver, gorgeous and delicate book, along with the middle-aged man's words, words continued to appear, as if the record of an experiment.

"Memory from different individuals may be mixed, and without sufficient evidence as a point of reference, they cannot be separated clearly enough."

Lines of exquisite and gorgeous words appeared on the silver book, recording this passage in a nearly poetic form.

"From the perspective of time decay, part of the individual's memory comes from the second epic war, when the son of chaos tore through Katsia and appeared in this period of Glory Land."

"However, during this period, all the rules near the location have been torn apart by the Child of Chaos, including time, and cannot be effectively pulled to make a sufficiently complete summon."

"The other part of this individual comes from the professional who lost their lives in the Demon Disaster on the Plains of Di Lud in the Third Epic War."

And at this moment, the middle-aged man with Xinghui in his eyes seemed to have seen some scene through the distant time, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"No history for me? That's how it is."

The great wizard is in the trinity of time, space, past, future, and present. It is determined that at the moment when the trinity is completed, the power of time cannot influence the past of a certain wizard and kill the great wizard.

However, this is not without its flaws.

When a great wizard completes the Trinity, the great wizard who does not master time-related power will directly disappear from the past history.

In other words, at some point in the past, this great wizard did not exist.

They only exist in the "now".

The only thing that can prove that they existed at this time is "memory."

Memory is the projection of time on cognition and the scale of time on cognition. It is related to time but not directly related to time.

It can be used as an anchor for time, but it does not rely on time itself.

Although he is advancing in the direction of time and life, with pure time as the goal, the time itself of this world is too deeply related to the world, which is not a good choice.

Therefore, he did not completely blend his will with time.

Different forms of life have different sensory organs.

Time life, in terms of time, also has a "dead spot of vision".

He has not completely become the life of time, the blind spot of his vision is bigger.

For a long time, he didn't find that he couldn't reach the time.

And now, he found out.

This also proves that during this period of time, he "disengaged".

In what way?

The elegant middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Swallowed by the world?

No, although he is not a real human being, nor is he a real elf, his thoughts are different from wizards and elves.

He does not intend to be like the mainstream elves, trying to merge the self and the gods like the elves, replacing the gods, and leading to the source of life.

He didn't intend to continue to strengthen his will through the confrontation with the blood of the gods like the short-sighted among the bloodline wizards, thereby continuously improving his control over the blood of the gods.

This is all about binding oneself to this world, and restraining oneself in this world.

As a descendant of the starlight elves, he does not intend to be like the starlight elves, swimming one after another towards the long river in the starry sky, swimming like a fish in the long river of time, capturing the thoughts and inspirations from different worlds in the long river of time. The song of time sings in the illusory river.

After all... he is not a pure starlight elf, he cannot blend into the long river of time.

In a word, if the Starlight Elf is a murloc who can't get out of the water, then he is closer to those murlocs who need to surface to breathe.

And now...

With a smile on his face, the elegant middle-aged man seemed to have found some opportunity, and the stars flowed in his hands.

The little girl floating in the tank illusory and hazy, the star-like silver brilliance gradually solidified her body.

The little girl opened her eyes, a pair of eyes that were constantly shining with dazed, scared, and confused emotions, looked at the elegant middle-aged in front of her.

Soon, she heard a voice:

"Avons, Dilit, come here."

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, an old man with the appearance of a housekeeper and a young woman in leather armor appeared in the little girl's field of vision.

"You take her to live in a small town near Di Lude Plain."

The two people who were called in at first listened with serious expressions, but after the middle-aged man said this, the old man, who looked like a housekeeper, showed a puzzled look. The latter, the young woman, looked like The woman of the guard couldn't help asking directly:

"His Royal Highness, for..."

The elegant middle-aged turned his head and stared at her with a smile.

The other person's sight was like a basin of cold water pouring down.

Having been treated gently by her Highness in the same manner as Miss Elti, she almost forgot that she was a modified knight made up.

But, what is it that will make His Highness, who has always been gentle, use this attitude?

She opened her mouth and said nothing in the end, silently retreating to the same position as the butler Avons.

As a transforming knight, Avons, who had served the earl in front of him for nearly a hundred years, put his hand on his chest and bowed deeply to the middle-aged man.

According to his understanding, the appearance of this situation, which had not occurred even at the end of the epic war, made him realize one thing.

Your Highness, what major decision has been made.

Without saying much, he carried the little girl out of the jar that was dissipated by the barrier according to His Royal Highness's instructions.

In the little girl's confused and blank vision, the old man turned and walked outside the castle-shaped wizard tower.

And Di Lite, who looked like a guard, also turned to keep up in silence.

The elegant middle-aged man watched this scene quietly, his cold silver eyes spit out without a trace of emotional fluctuations, as if he was talking to someone:

"Alti, come back."

His voice, every syllable seems to fall on the beat of a certain melody, like a delicate piece of music.

Immediately, the silver ripples rippling slightly, like a silver silhouette like a river and a snake, appeared in front of him almost the moment the words sounded, staring at him with complicated eyes.