That is the beginning of a dying person who thinks he can save himself, entering the mysterious world, and it is also the end of an arrogant person who thinks he can save himself.
Whenever she recalls her experience at that time, and the seemingly hopeful light that came through after opening the door, Animusfia will always fall into depression again.
If he hadn't given him hope from the beginning, everything wouldn't have been so difficult.
But to this day, Animusfia is still grateful to her mentor.
If she had not stepped into the mysterious world, Animusfia would not have gotten to know the high-ranking puppet master, nor would she have come into contact with relevant information about Chaldea.
So it is naturally nonsense to appear in this singularity today.
While thanking her mentor, Animusfia continued to walk on the streets of London, and at the same time, she quietly used her footsteps as a symbol to build a huge art with London as the core.
This part of London is also shrouded in thick fog, but there are no enemies on the streets.
Be it artificial life forms or chaotic robots, there are no traces of human life in this London.
It was as if Animusfia was the only one left in the entire city.
And that's exactly what happened.
"Where did you go again?"
People can indeed say that there is only one Animusfia left, but when it comes to moving objects, saying that there is only one Animusfia left is not that accurate.
"Snapped"
After a snap of his fingers, several jet-black magic beams spread out from Animusfia's feet and expanded towards the surrounding streets.
A few seconds later, a strange creature tied up with five-flowered flowers was pulled back to Animusfia.
Even Animusfia couldn't accurately tell whether the magical animal in front of her was a cat or a dog.
He once asked Mashu, who was considered the owner, whether the creature in front of him was raised as a cat or a dog.
But in the end, the answer I got from the girl was that Fufu is Fufu. This illogical answer will not be expressed for the time being.
However, judging from the attitude of the person involved, Ms. Alt, this magical animal should be a cat.
"Ohh Ohh ohh----"
However, judging from the fact that he was grinning and whining to demonstrate to others, Animusfia felt that this guy should be a dog.
"I know you can understand what I'm saying, so why don't you just stay calm? Are you so angry when I feel a little wronged? This is not Chaldea. I can't deal with Ritsuka if I lose you. Explain to Matthew."
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
Looking at Fufu, who still showed no kindness to her, Animusfia sighed helplessly, then tied it up and carried it on her back, letting the beast that could easily kill an adult human being attack her. The back was struggling.
"London is such a big place. I'll be in big trouble if I lose you. Don't hold grudges."
Walking through the streets of London again, Animusfia felt quite complicated.
He is undoubtedly grateful to that mentor to this day. However, along with that gratitude, there are still doubts.
Animusfia was not the only student in the old man's long life, but he was the only "disciple" in the old man's long career as a magician.
【Why me? 】
Of course, this kind of question can be summed up in a clever way: if the old man wants to accept a disciple, he must choose a disciple from among many students, so why can't it be answered by my rhetorical question.
However, if there is no deeper "reason", it can only be used to deceive oneself.
Unfortunately, Animusfia has not yet known the reason. Whenever he asked the old man about it, he always covered it up in vague terms.
However, no matter what underlying purpose the old man had for him, Animusfia's gratitude to him would still remain unchanged.
After all, without that old man, his life would have come to an end long ago.
Even if she really wanted something, with her free life as a weight, Animusfia would be very happy to make this deal.
After all, there are not many things that can surpass freedom and life in Animusfia's eyes.
*********** (I haven’t used segment numbers for a long time, and I miss the time when I lay in front of the computer every night)******
"Hey, this is really a rare visitor."
After crushing the remaining half of the cigarette in the gray dish, Aozaki Orange put on his glasses again and said to the figure of the rickety old man slowly emerging from the darkness.
"As a magician working in this remote area of the Far East, it is only proper for me to pay him a visit once in a while."
"Who did I think that guy's unsincere politeness came from? It turned out to be from you."
Ignoring Chengzi's sarcasm, the rickety old man said:
"Put this aside, the unscrupulous disciple has been harassing you for a long time, so it is only natural for you to pay a visit as your mentor."
"Huh, disciple? That guy's common sense about magic was all taught by me. You are just a guide, and now you actually want to steal other people's disciples?"
"You really like him. I didn't expect that magicians would have such rich emotions."
"Huh, didn't you expect this?"
"Well, if it's a miscalculation, it's really my fault. After all, the person with the prestigious title and the seal designated [Red of Pain] is not a magician in the traditional sense. Who would have thought."
The old man still spoke calmly, ignoring the puppet behind him who had a sharp blade under his throat.
"Smelly old man, do you think you have lived too long?"
"Oh, oh, oh, it seems that I am rude. The unscrupulous disciple often mentioned this title in his letters to me, and inadvertently put it on his lips. It seems that you don't like this. A title."
"That brat————!"
Just like an old man inadvertently tearing open other people's scars, Aozaki Orange inadvertently crushed the pen in his hand.
"Is he gone already?"
"...Well, it's a pity that he said goodbye to me yesterday. ...Sorry, I couldn't be of much help."
After a moment of silence, Aozaki Orange said.
"I'm not the one who deserves to be apologized to, and you don't need to apologize either... It's just that you didn't give him a happy ending, which I didn't expect."
"Kill the disciples who I live with day and night and kill them if they ask me to. I am not such a cold-blooded person."
"This is exactly my miscalculation... But you should know that he is not a person who sticks to the bottom line. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and it may not cause a bigger disaster. His research results are more valuable to you than me. Understand it.”
"...Does that guy often mention me in his letters?"
"You might as well ask what's left of you after all."
"Ah, did I really learn this fiery way of speaking from you?"
Aozaki Orange clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
"Huh huh huh, old man, I can still be considered his teacher to some extent. It's not strange for a student to act like a teacher."
"If you are a teacher, why don't you do it yourself instead of relying on me?"
Aozaki Orange walked up to the old man and continued to ask with concern:
"Why would you do this for him?"
"It's just some boring past events. Putting this aside, that boy is indeed my favorite student. Isn't that enough? A magician once said that for a magician, his disciples and relatives are like himself. existing."
"You knew this but still sent him to me? Ha, I see, you didn't want him to be [processed] from the beginning."
"He is truly a genius."
The old man praised Chengzi.
"I've long been tired of hearing that kind of flattery. I want to avoid the seal of the clock tower and at the same time hope to solve the limitations of my body. It should be a matter of course for me to think about it. But I care more about your past. Is it convenient to reveal it?”
"Hahaha, although I have some boring past memories for the old man, it should still be something that has never happened to him. It's not time yet. I will tell you about it next time."
Smiling strangely, the old man stood up from the sofa and then said:
"It's time to say goodbye, old man. Anyway, thank you for taking care of my unscrupulous student."
"Although it was just for business at the beginning, I later helped him come here voluntarily. In the end, I couldn't help him with anything. Please forgive me for not accepting your thanks."
Lighting the cigarette again, looking down at the scenery outside the glass, Aozaki Orange greeted the guests without looking back.
