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A Sith Warrior¡¯s Teaching Career Part 3 Prologue

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    prologue01

    Hello everyone.

    What?  who I am?

    "Don't worry, don't worry, it's up to you.

    My name is uh, my name is

    That, that

    ¡°Ahem, that¡¯s really not important anymore, let¡¯s look at our records first¡­

    ¡­You said that I actually don¡¯t remember my own name?  How is that possible.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? No!  forget!  own name.

    Because I don¡¯t have a name at all.

    Um?

    Is this a lie?

    wrong!

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????

    As for why If you have a partner and master who is a Sith Lord - that is to say, any lie will be caught in front of her - then you will not lie.

    Because there is no chance to practice at all.

    This is not lying, this is fraud.

    ¡ª¡ªYou are right, this is not a fact that can be said openly and openly.

    ¡°Of course, I don¡¯t have a chest either.

    Back to the topic of me not having a name.

    Because, the so-called "I" existence is actually made up of many existences mixed together.

    ? Memories, emotions, ways of thinking these things that can be generally called "souls" were broken into pieces, and then they were all stuffed into one brain, and thus my existence was born.

    ¡­Well, speaking of it, I quite admire the brain I am currently in.  Because generally speaking, if this is mixed up, this body, which is my residence, will only die, right?

    Even if it¡¯s not a dead end, then you should lose the element of being a ¡°human¡±.

    For example, thinking, language, behavioral abilities, etc.

    But no.

    He, who should have been in pieces, is still active today under the name aspein-virtanen, or "Asa".

    Why?

    ¡­To start from the beginning, it¡¯s a long, long story.  If the slacker who created me and my appearance lived long enough, he might write "The Amnesiacs of Alma" to tell the story.

    Words return to home.

    I am not a human being, I am not an artificial intelligence, and I am not a "spirit" - certainly not a guy who lives leisurely in other people's bodies and secretly watches the superficial guy running around, just as leisurely and contented as reading a story.

    Well, if it were in the past, I wouldn't be able to just wander around like this.

    Beings like me are most afraid of creatures like selfish th.

    ¡­¡­What?  Always have a name?

    ¡°Then, just call me Asbyn01.

    ? aspein_virtanen01.

    Or, you can also call me:

    Observer.

    By the way, the lazy guy who created me and the guy with the appearance wants to pay tribute to Mr. Arikawa Hiroshi with this article.

    prologue02

    ¡ª¡ªEven if the whole world turns into white salt

    Those who survive still have to live.

    Looking around, there are many bright white salt pillars.

    That may be a warm daily house where the family spends time.

    ?Perhaps it¡¯s a store with an endless stream of customers.

    ?Perhaps it is a tree-lined trail for citizens to hang out.

    ?Perhaps it¡¯s a grocery store where children have fun.

    Maybe

    But now, it is just a crystal-white salt pillar.

    It is high or short, large or small, or complete or broken

    ¡­¡­

    With an indescribable slight sound, several salt pillars quietly collapsed.  The grains of salt leaking along the roads are part of this thing called "civilization."

    There was a howl coming from nowhere.  There is no way to think of "human beings" at all.

    For these remnants of civilization, perhaps surviving is more difficult than becoming part of this crystal clear world.

    Death has come, civilization is no more.

    Tomorrowis no longer something this world can promise.

    Faced with such a situation, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, he cannot help but be moved.

    ?Perhaps, due to a long period of peaceful life, the girl who was once regarded as the greatest genius in the history of Dou-ryu and only had "killing punches" in her eyes has quietly smoothed her edges.??.

    The woman standing on the hill overlooking these, the oval spectacle lenses could not hide the fear in her eyes.

    "The Merciful Goddess"

    prologue03

    Midzilda

    "what is this?"

    Subaru Nakajima, a trainee mage from the Mobile Section 6 of the Lost and Property Division of the Space-Time Administration Ground Bureau, stared at the virtual screen summoned by Diana sitting next to him, tilting his head in confusion.

    In the photo that was slightly out of focus due to hand shake, there were white pillars running up and down.  Although it only occupies a small part of the screen, the background of the photo is all blue sky, which shows its scale.

    "It is estimated that the diameter is sixty meters, and the heightcannot be estimated? Hmm!"

    Nakajima¡¯s entire body weight pressed up, it was hot, heavy, and the feeling was harsh.  However, Diana did not complain loudly as usual. Instead, she was busy reviewing the message board where this photo was posted, and found that the person who posted the photo was a time traveler who had been here for many years.

    There are many topics in the frequent messages that only experienced time-travelers can understand.

    Although Diana does not have a good impression of these travelers who may disrupt order based on her position as a "time and space manager", there is no doubt about their credibility.

    So to say¡ª¡ª

    "Is it true?"

    Since just now, the Lost Property Management Office has been receiving reports of crime calls from a plane called "Semria". In just ten minutes, there have been more than a hundred calls, and the line is close to paralysis.

    ???????????????????????????????????? It¡¯s easy to get in and out of Samria, so it¡¯s especially loved by time travelers.  Therefore, the Space-Time Management Bureau is quite powerful there.

    But so far, the calls to the police have all come from travelers, but the Space and Time Administration's own intelligence station has repeatedly requested support, saying that there is chaos around the Principality of Northumbria, and that together with the area's  More than ten magicians, including supervisors and intelligence agents and mobile team members who rushed there in advance, have been dispatched to the scene quickly, but no one has reported the situation so far.

    Although the situation is not clear yet, the atmosphere of turmoil is quite intense, so all the magicians who may be dispatched are automatically on standby.

    ?????????????? Is there really something abnormal about that beautiful Semlia?

    "Diana!"

    The sound came from the door of the conference room.

    Following the sound, the senior magisters from the Sixth Division walked in.  Diana and Subaru quickly stood up and saluted.

    What surprised Diana and Subaru was that behind Yagami Hayate were two girls.

    They are very familiar, they are

    "Miss Zuotianand Miss Moyagu?"

    Although they are quite familiar with each other, after all, the Space-Time Management Bureau is a place with strict rules - in other words, a strong bureaucracy . Why did Ruizi and Muyu, who are in the second section (intelligence), join the sixth section (mobility)?  ) meeting?
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