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    finvi

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    ?? 6:00 pm on August 9, 1666 - also known as the zero point of the magic network

    Lenny¡¯s Underground

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    There was not a trace of light in the huge and empty room, and all magic was silent.

    But Nemen Thoredon can still see everything clearly, from the empty shelves in the room to the tabletop where a huge magic circle once was painted.

    The waiting time has been too long, and his eyes have completely adapted to the darkness.

    He stretched out his limbs and lay on the cold ground, looking up at the holes in the ceiling.  Some of the holes were punched out using attack magic, while others were ventilation holes made using shaping magic, with a faint light coming out from inside.

    He realized that time had passed.

    But how long has it been?  he does not know.

    That period of time in the past was as long as two and a half centuries.

    The residual heat on the military uniform she left behind has long since dissipated, leaving only a slight body fragrance, but that will soon dissipate.  Just like the crystal blue gravel around him.

    "It's just the embers that maintain the magic of the body," Naimen said to himself, "It's just the embers."

    But his hands uncontrollably swept all the crystal sand on the ground together, gathering it into a small pile of sand, and protecting it by his hand.

    In this darkness, he seemed to still be able to hear her voice and see her smile.  Anne had always smiled so confidently, and looking back now, that smile shone like the sun.

    Naimen subconsciously raised the memory evidence in his hand to his eyes.  The facets of the sapphire were cool to the touch, protecting her memory.  He looked at the silent world through the blue section.

    "Memory, soul and body. In the absence of the soul, will the memory have consciousness? Probably not. The hearing and five senses are all parts connected to the body. Then you in the future should not be able to hear what I say, Anne  ."

    He said to the evidence of her memory.

    "Actually I already knew that you loved me. I must have guessed it a long time ago, damn it."

    The object of his curse is himself.

    "I've always known that, right? You're such a blind bastard, Naimen Solayton!"

    Anne Sephire loved Nemen Solayton and loved him in the future.

    Love her more than anyone else.  Love him more than anyone else.  The feeling of being loved was so heavy that Naimen's body shook under the pressure.

    "But am I really worthy of this kind of love? But am I really a person worthy of her?"

    he does not know.  He has no way of knowing.

    "And, do I really love her?"

    Thinking of this, Naimen was trembling all over.  He really didn't know if he loved her.

    "I am really a bastard. Can you trust a bastard with your memory so confidently? Where does this belief come from?! I can't shine like you, Annie! Even if you say  ¡­¡±

    Even if she said so.

    "Even if you say thateven if you say that"

    Naimen repeated it again.  That's exactly what she said -

    "Do you really think I'm your hero, Anne Sephire? Do you really think entrusting me with this memory is a wise decision?"

    There is some kind of liquid swirling in the eye sockets.

    Those were not tears, he said to himself, he promised her not to cry.

    Naimen vaguely saw the memory certificate in his hand light up.

    "Subliminal query, feedback method to select the user's favorite voice."

    It's like a white light passing through it.

    "Quick query result: Yes. Further query requires confirmation. You can choose the confirmation method. Zhisheng suddenly asked again: "Is this a query behavior?  "

    Naimen laughed.  Maybe it was like the smile that Anne always wore on her face, maybe it wasn't, he didn't know.

    "It's not because I know the answer. Because she said I was her hero, so I know it. This prophecy will fulfill itself."

    He never thought that there would be someone who truly thought he was a hero.

    "Maybe I should go to the Empirebut I won't go. I won't give up."

    There is one person in this world who truly thinks you are her hero.

    Even if there was only one person "once", that would be enough.

    "I am an insignificant person with only insignificant dreams. Everything I have is not mine."What I earned was just luck and the blessings of the gods; everything I tried to achieve, I failed to build a new world that runs on top of it.  "

    Naimen looked at the south bank of the Metebish River, but he didn't feel any uneasiness.  It was completely unknown to him, but there was hope.

    "Yes, I will destroy for you all societies and systems that swallow up human courage, blood, justice and hope."

    Because he is her hero.

    ¡°Then, build a better future. A future beyond the curse of fate.¡±

    It must be.

    "A new future."

    Wearing a dark red camouflage military uniform, he quietly swore an oath.

    ¡°There, everyone¡¯s right to learn knowledge and use it is inviolable.¡±

    ¡°There, this right is the basic guarantee for their survival, liberty and pursuit of happiness.¡±

    ¡°There, everyone has the right to receive rewards commensurate with his efforts.¡±

    "I swear I will do it. Even if the whole world is black, I will bring light to it."

    This sentence will one day strike fear into the hearts of everyone who hears it.

    "History doesn't have only one possibility. Just do it again."

    The possibility of history is not an objective reality and cannot be measured, but as Annie and Bonnie discovered, it does exist.  It will strike back at anyone who tries to change history.

    ¡°There is no progress without paying the price. That¡¯s how the world should be.¡±

    The possibility of history is like a spring.

    When a huge changing factor occurs, it will generate a huge reaction force to resist.

    "Because our faith is power!"

    ¡°If the reality does not match the ideal, we will change the reality!¡±

    Naimen repeated Anne¡¯s two sentences, sat down against the mast, and looked at Shangyi Meiya on the other side of the river.

    "Wait for me, Annie."

    He didn¡¯t look back. He looked at the city on the north bank of the river where the imperial iron gray cross flag had been planted.

    Not a single glance.

    Now, the spring of history has felt the huge change of "the Empire captures Lenny".

    It decided to start rebounding.

    "The black-robed necromancer" Nemen Hugh Coleman has completely ceased to exist.

    The Holy Koman Empire will no longer have an undead prime minister in black robes.

    Instead, there is a man who wears an old dark red one-sleeved military uniform all year round regardless of whether it is cold or hot.

    His flag will be drawn on a sky blue background.

    There are dots of crimson water chestnuts dotted on it, like splashing blood drops.

    And the dark red camouflage military uniform will become the standard military uniform for some magic users who accompany the army.

    Of course, only one of them has one sleeve.

    So, towards the end of the summer, Major Nemen Soleton crossed the Metebish River.

    On the day the war ended,

    On this midsummer night when the Holy Koman Empire finally got Lenny,

    The man who was supposed to create glory for the empire¡ª¡ª

    ??Swore to destroy it.

    (The Volume of Summer Frost? Ended by summerfrost)
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