"No, no! Someone, someone, come and save me. I don't want to die in a place like this!"
"No one has complimented me yet—"
"No one recognizes me yet...!"
Seeing herself approaching Chaldeas, the high-density information aggregate that she usually regarded as a treasure, Olga Marie cried helplessly.
"No! No, no, no, no, no...!"
"Why, why is it always like this? I haven't done anything yet!"
"Help, someone...someone come to save me! Romani! Mashu! Fujimaru! Help me!"
Although I knew it was impossible for anyone to save me, I still kept calling for help.
Only now did I realize that death, which I had never thought about before, was actually so close to me.
[I will die in the next second]
Such thoughts lingered in my mind.
But in the end...
Rafe didn't save me either.
Moreover, it was Leif who personally obliterated my body, and now he wants to destroy my spirit as well.
Why do you do this... Leif.
With fear and despair, I watched myself slowly merge into Chaldeas, a magical creation comparable to stars and black holes.
.......
"Eh?"
Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but wonder.
Under the blue sky is a secluded village, and in the middle of the low-rise houses full of medieval style is my ideal Western-style building.
The warm sunshine fell from the sky, and the fresh air circulated in the village, passing through the woods not far away.
The rustle of the leaves in the wind became the only sound I could hear besides my own breathing.
The Renaissance architectural style of the bungalows looks out of place in this deserted village.
The last time I saw such a scene was in the Old Town of London.
London, which has been a city since ancient Roman times, has buildings from different eras standing side by side like the rings of a tree.
The headquarters of the Clock Tower is also located in an ancient building.
My name is Olga Marie Asmiret Animsfia, and I am the head of the Celestial Cosmic Animsfia family in the family lineage of the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower.
He is at the top of the magician class and is also the director of Chaldeas, a human security agency.
.....
No, he is already the former director.
If you want to ask why——————
I am already dead.
Looking at the harmonious scene in front of her, Olga Marie was filled with doubts.
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"Is anyone here?"
Olga Marie wandered the village, trying to find if anyone else was still here.
Where is this place?
Underworld?
But is the underworld actually like this?
Looking at the warm sun in the sky, Olga Marie felt a little unbelievable.
And the underworld won't be so quiet.
She had been wandering back and forth in the village for several hours and found no trace of anyone.
Could it be the interior of Chaldeas?
This was the only reasonable scenario that Olga Marie could conceive of.
But there has never been a theory that told her that the interior of Chaldeas is actually a space that is the same as the outside world.
After wandering back and forth in the village for a few more times, Olga Marie, who still had not found anyone, came to the bungalow in the center of the village.
.....
In fact, she saw a silver knight holding a sword with a faint green light suddenly cut through the space and walked out of the gap.
Olga Marie, who was frightened by this scene, stepped forward without saying a word.
Fortunately, the silver knight carrying the moonlight sword looked around, shook his head, swung his sword again and left here.
This was what made Olga Marie really determined to come.
Inside the slightly pressed iron gate is a vast garden.
The neatly trimmed shrubbery does not look like it is deserted and uninhabited.
Olga Marie pushed open the iron door slightly and walked into the bungalow.
"anyone there?"
...
Unlike the dead village outside, this huge bungalow that looks like Buckingham Palace does have traces of human habitation.
Neatly pruned shrubs, bamboo baskets with cut branches and leaves piled up, and gardening shears randomly placed beside the fountain.
When you walk into the bungalow, the spotless floor and the soft bread on the table prove that someone lives here.
Feeling guilty, Olga Marie ate half of the bread, driven by hunger in her belly.
...
Olga Marie continued to march through the bungalow.
This bungalow looks big enough from the outside, but once you actually get inside, it becomes even more incredible.
Unconsciously, the senses of time and space are distorted.
Olga Marie gradually forgot how long she had been walking in this bungalow.
Just repeatedly searching for the door from room to room, looking for the person who should live here in the unchanging scenery.
........
Opening a door again, Olga Marie was drawn back to her attention by the room in front of her.
This room is different from the previous rooms that were just like hotel rooms. It has obvious traces of life.
In front of the half-opened chair is a neatly tidied writing table, with a half-drunk cup of tea and a notebook placed on the table.
"Huh? This is it?"
Olga Marie walked forward curiously, picked up the book on the table and looked at it carefully.
There was a pattern drawn on the cover of the note that was very familiar to her.
"Chaldea? Why are you here?"
Looking further down, she saw a line that was definitely not pretty, and crooked handwriting caught her eye.
Olga Marie could only barely make out what was written on it.
"Airborne... Chaldea... and then... became the director... this thing?"
Not a serious title at all.
But what concerned her more was the meaning of the title.
Isn’t she the strength of Chaldea? Here comes another book that became the director of Chaldea.
Olga Marie opened the first page of the notebook, and then she seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move anymore.
"This is----!"
The first page of the book records her words and deeds before entering the fiery information aggregate "Chaldeas".
Looking at it this way...it's really embarrassing and unseemly...
Olga Marie began to regret it.
As the director of Chaldea, I don't have that much prestige that I have built up with great difficulty. Now I think it will be completely wiped out.
"well."
Olga Marie sighed.
At this point, it's useless to worry about your own prestige.
In fact, ever since the explosion, ever since she was able to go to the singularity F. Fuyuki through the method of spirit transfer, Olga Marie had a suspicion in her mind, but she had never been willing or dared to admit it.
Unfortunately, as the head of the Animusfia family and the director of Chaldeas, Olga Marie does not have the slightest talent for transferring souls.
There is only one condition for her to achieve the transfer of her spirit son————————that is to completely abandon her body.
So long before she was thrown into "Chaldeas" by Leif, before she went on the adventure she had always wanted with Mash and the Master candidate named Fujimaru Ritsuka in Fuyuki City.
A human named Olga Marie Asmiret Animsfia died in the explosion.
Having basically accepted the fact, she would no longer daydream about the fact that she was not dead.
But even after being thrown into Chaldeas, theoretically it is impossible to survive. She is still thinking about how she still feels tired and hungry in this strange space.
This is also true of Olga Marie.
So Olga Marie still held on to hope, hoping to return to Chaldea.
The road is not completely sealed yet. As long as you keep moving forward, you will definitely be able to see the hope of extension.
This notebook seems to also record the story of what happened after her "death". If the owner who lives in this house can be found, there may be room for redemption.
Olga Marie continued reading.
She won't stop here.
.......
"Why is Caesar a fat man!!!"
Olga Marie couldn't help but complain.
"Hmm, this is a gesture that reflects the wealth of Rome!"
Caesar, who shamelessly stole the mouth habit from his lovely offspring, replied like this.
"Eh!----!"
Olga Marie turned around and saw Caesar standing behind her at some point.
