Vol 3 Chapter 574: Miss Ilia wants me to talk ~ the loneliness of the magicians...

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"Very good!-Meng mix pass!"
Seeing Altaïr and Meteora leave, Xingke instantly changed his face and snickered.
"It's not good! ~ Sister Meteora is not a fool, she will react tomorrow, what should you do then?"
"Tomorrow's things, tomorrow, anyway, today I want to sleep."
"Oh, is it? Then you go quickly..."
"Aren't you coming together?" Xingke teased with a shake of the three-strand braid made by Ilia.
"No, I'm not sleepy at all..."
"But your mental state is not good, right?"
Seeing that Illya was sitting silently on the sofa and didn't mean to get up, Xingke had to sit down again, and while starting to use magic to pick up the remnants on the table, he asked:
"Is the soul unstable?"
"...Yes, if someone is more careful and gentle, they won't have to work so hard." Illya curled her lips, her expression unhappy.
"That's really sorry, but please forgive me, this is the first time I have encountered this situation."
Xingke’s apology was not sincere at all. Although he said that he had lived for a long time and was very old, he had only been exposed to the magical world and the mysterious realm for decades or less than a hundred years.
To the extent that he was able to do this for the first time, he himself was very satisfied.
"The next day, I will look for some treasures that nourish the soul, and I promise to heal you and raise your soul for nothing!~"
"Hey..." Illiya sighed quietly: "What is white and fat, do you think it is to cultivate worship? It is really impossible to hear some gentle comfort from your mouth. "
"Ah, our lovely Miss Ilia, do you want to hear gentle lies? Then I have read some books on how to make ladies happy..."
"No! ~ Your rhetoric always sounds terrifying, so forget it."
"That's really a pity, there is a rare opportunity to increase your favorability."
"Do you feel regretful? Thinking about your usual deeds, how do I feel that you have always gone for annoying purposes?" Illya looked unbelieving.
"That's your misunderstanding. Although I behave like this, I am actually very popular. I like my opposite sex. The corpse can make a circle around the solar system."
"Are you trying to make it clear that all the people who like you are dead?" Illiya murmured with dull eyes.
"Haha, who knows, it's just a joke unique to me." Xingke confidently flaunted.
"The world where I was born, until the end, I didn't find a way to reverse the time and return to the past. People die are dead.
The pretentious researchers, including me, do their best to conquer even the end of the universe, but there is nothing to do with [time]... It is simply a reality with no dreams at all. The place. "
There is no machine that can travel through time, and human thought alone cannot control natural phenomena. Entropy is always increasing and cannot be reduced... Everything is based on rigid physical phenomena and practical theories, a very pure technological world.
But Ms. Eliya seemed to have a different understanding, she smiled slightly with interest:
"Really? I think that the birth of your existence is the biggest dream in the world, or because the dream of the whole world is concentrated on you, it has become a rigid place in reality?"
"Oh? Thinking in the opposite direction? You say that, I think the possibility is not low, so shall I go to my hometown to see it?" Xingke asked rhetorically when his eyes lit up.
"Didn't you say you can't go back?"
"Yes, I can't go back."
The causal connection between the star carving and that world was almost completely cut off, and even the results of divination were ambiguous.
"However, the only clue is my memory. If I enter that world again, I will recognize it at a glance, which means it's not impossible to go back."
"Are you trying your luck? Are you... crazy or stupid?"
After being the will of the world for a period of time, Illya also has a practical understanding of the magnitude of the multiple world.
Just because the number of parallel worlds differentiated from a small malnourished world all grows [exponentially (x to the n-th power)], it has already made Ilia feel overwhelmed and overwhelmed.
What if you try your luck one by one with incomplete information in the entire diverse world? You don't have to think about how much that tiny possibility is hanging up.
"It's okay, it's okay, [Goal] should be set a bit bigger, the harder it is to achieve, or else it will be achieved soon, wouldn't it be boring afterwards?"
Seeing Xing Ke's indifferent expression, Illiya sighed: "Forget it, you like it."
"Yes, as long as I like it, there is no other reason. I have no other reason to move forward except for my preference..."
"Huh? Guise, you..." Xingke's voice was getting smaller and smaller just now, and Illya didn't hear it clearly.
"It's nothing, although it is difficult to go back to the first hometown, but in the second hometown you can go back if you want to go back but you can go back anytime... Illya, after that, you went back to school, did you go back to Hohenheim?"
"Well, I went back once." There was a trace of envy in Yiliya's expression: "It's just that I am not like you. I can run around while carrying the Vortex of Roots. It took a lot of money. Jincai used the cyborg and a trace of spirit to combine to create a temporary clone and went back."
Xingke smiled, straightened his waist, raised his height, stretched out his hand and patted the head of Big Sister Yiliya, and comforted:
"Okay~EbookFREE.me~Okay, poor sister Eliya, you are trapped in the longest [twenty years] in the garden of death, I know all your hard work..."
Although it is twenty years, how many "twenty years" are the countless parallel worlds that Ilia has experienced? No one knew this answer except Ilia herself.
"After this, I will double it ten times, a hundred times the time, and give it back to you, but I will be confident..."
I felt that I had grown up, so I was blushing and knocked off Xing Ke's small arms and hands.
"So as a celebration of your liberation from the cage of [Infinite Parallel], shall we go to the food court of [Departed Garden] tomorrow? By the way, I will introduce Zhenbai and Ichiyo to you..."
Iliya's eyes just warmed down instantly:
"Huh, the first time I was invited to go shopping turned out to be a food court with women and children? Ask me to say, Guise, you should die ten thousand times."
"Just forgive me, I've just been born six hours..."