Chapter 1046

When Madam "Magician" returned, Franca, like Lu Mian before, used the positioning and blockade of the "Door" pathway Angel to enter the depths of the mirror world and saw her mirror self sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The him in the mirror wore the appearance of the body's original owner, his face stained with blood, his eyes filled with disdain, contempt, and resentment.

"You still have the face to come see me?" Before Franca could speak, the "Mirror Person" cursed out loud.

Franca opened her mouth halfway, feeling both angry and amused as she said:

"Why should I be embarrassed?

"It wasn't me who caused all this. You are a part of me, split from my soul. When I drank the 'Witch' potion back then, dare you say you didn't agree, that it wasn't with your permission?"

We're both the same, who doesn't know how to shirk responsibility?

The "Mirror Person" was silent for two seconds:

"I admit that.

"But you clearly had the chance to turn back into a man, yet you refused. Are you addicted to being a woman? What face do you have to come see me?

"Have you forgotten your original appearance and persistence?"

Franca was speechless for a moment, and it was only after more than ten seconds that she said:

"I think gender isn't important; what's important is the person's own character, spirit, and morality..."

"Don't use this set of 'Instigator' rhetoric to dismiss me. Don't I know you? We are the same person!" The "Mirror Person" interrupted Franca's words.

As long as we can talk, as long as we can talk, as long as we can talk, there's something to discuss... Franca sighed and said:

"After knowing I couldn't go back, the people and things I value most are just those few. I don't want to lose anything else, or have any more big waves...

"Besides, you're right, you're not wrong! Maybe it's because I've been a woman for too long that I've gotten a bit used to it myself. Since I'm afraid of change, then not changing is also acceptable."

The "Mirror Person" scoffed:

"Admit it? You can fool others, but you can't fool yourself!"

Franca mocked herself and said:

"Besides, it's almost the apocalypse. Even gods and Angels think so. Let's do meaningful things first. We can talk about the rest after the apocalypse passes. If we keep tossing and turning, maybe we'll have new ideas by then. If the apocalypse doesn't pass, then everyone will be finished, and thinking about these things has no meaning at all."

She paused and said in a low voice:

"The Witch Sect's affairs can't be bypassed either; someone has to go help him."

The "Mirror Person" glanced at Franca:

"Don't you know how dangerous it is?"

"I know, but only I am suitable." Franca suddenly smiled, "If it were me in a similar situation, needing someone to take a big risk to do something, I believe that whether it's Lu Mian or Jenna, they would do it."

Her voice was very light, but there was no doubt at all.

The "Mirror Person" looked at Franca, envy shining in his eyes.

After a moment, he, sitting cross-legged, sneered:

"Whatever. Whether you are a man or not, whether you will seek death or not, it doesn't matter. It has nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, his gaze dimmed, and his whole person became dejected:

"After knowing I couldn't go back, everything didn't matter anymore."

Franca recalled the emotions when she learned the truth and said with some empathy:

"I can only accept the current life bit by bit, accept this fact.

"At least, there are still people I value, and people who value me. Life still has some meaning."

"That's you!" The "Mirror Person" cursed, "What does this have to do with me? If I turn defeat into victory and replace you to go out, do you think Jenna and Lu Mian will agree to maintain the current relationship, or kill me on the spot?"

The "Mirror Person" looked up at Franca, his expression suddenly becoming sad:

"I have nothing left."

Franca was silent for a moment, her mouth slightly closed, and she didn't speak.

The "Mirror Person" sighed and said again:

"My biggest wish originally was to find an opportunity to replace you, let you be locked in this dark, gloomy prison, while I eat and drink well in the real world, looking for hope to turn back into a man and return to my hometown. In the end, I would return home with a handsome face, a tall and masculine figure, and many superpowers, become an urban hero like Batman, be worshipped by many people, and be chased by the girl I like..."

As he spoke, the "Mirror Person's" voice gradually lowered.

After several seconds, he said faintly:

"Now, I have nothing left..."

When Franca heard the "Mirror Person" talk about those fantasies, she suddenly realized truly that the other party was indeed a part of herself.

Those fantasies, except for the part about swapping inside and outside the mirror, were all things she had thought about, thoughts that helped her persist in this world.

At this moment, Franca inexplicably had an epiphany:

There was one more premise for reconciliation that Lu Mian hadn't summarized, and that was that the main body must truly recognize the "Mirror Person" as a part of oneself, as one's other side, rather than holding a deceptive mindset and using the "Instigator" ability to persuade.

Recognition should be mutual, and only then can there be reconciliation, and only then can consciousness be unified.

She said with feeling:

"You are me, I am you. What I have, you also have. Let us reconcile, let us fuse."

The "Mirror Person," who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground the whole time, was stunned for a moment, and then made a mocking sound again:

"Forget it. We can't go back anyway. What's the point of saying these things?"

Franca walked toward the "Mirror Person," squatted down in front of him, and stretched out her palm.

She smiled and said:

"I'll pull you up."

The "Mirror Person" looked at her fixedly, and it was only after a long time that he smiled:

"I thought you would 'Charm' me and make me infatuated with you. You know, I'm the one who can't resist a beauty trap the most.

"Actually, think about it. If I really replaced you, not to mention whether Jenna and Lu Mian could accept it, I couldn't continue to be a woman. I would definitely have to switch to 'War Bishop,' then live a life of debauchery, sleep with women everywhere, and when the apocalypse comes, curse while sacrificing myself?

"Thinking about these things, it's also quite meaningless..."

The "Mirror Person" was silent for a few more seconds, then suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Franca's palm, and stood up following the other party's pull.

He looked at Franca's beautiful lake-colored eyes and her slightly darker flaxen hair, and "tsk-tsked" with a smile:

"I haven't forgiven you.

"And I don't accept your statement."

Suddenly, his whole person relaxed, and his voice said slowly and softly:

"I just don't have any thoughts left..."

"I still have some." Franca smiled bitterly.

The "Mirror Person" also smiled:

"So, you go ahead, I won't accompany you."

Hearing this sentence, Franca truly felt that the distance between the two sides was closing, and the occult connection was transforming into substance.

A sentence suddenly flashed through her mind:

"All the things of yesterday died yesterday, all the things of today are born today."

This was also a way to reconcile with oneself.

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"The ritual was successful, and the 'Primordial Witch' only took a look. I don't know what she was waiting for." In a bedroom of the luxury villa, Madam "Magician" said to Lu Mian and Jenna, "I'll go change my clothes and come back."

After speaking, she pulled open a phantom door and walked in.

When she changed back into her orange-yellow long dress and returned to Lu Mian and Jenna's side, Franca, who had finished examining her own state, also walked out of the full-length mirror.

Seeing that Franca's eye color was slightly bluer and her hair was a little blacker and thicker, Jenna asked expectantly:

"Has your 'Unaging' potion also finished digesting?"

Franca smiled, and the whole room seemed to brighten up because of it:

"Hmm, Lu Mian's analysis of the 'Unaging Witch' acting code should be correct."

Her current temperament was maintained at that of someone twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, someone with life experience.

Madam "Magician" smiled:

"Your advancement speed and digestion speed are enough to make many Great Arcana cards envious."

But not including you? Lu Mian muttered to himself.

Madam "Magician" continued:

"But don't think about rushing to the Angel rank now. At the Sequence 3 stage, you still have many things to do.

"The most important of which is, anchors, anchors of faith.

"If you don't prepare well in this regard, even if you have the potion formula and are lucky enough to collect the corresponding materials, the probability of losing control during advancement is still far greater than not losing control.

"The apocalypse is coming. Many previous sequences are easier, but becoming a true mythical creature is still difficult and still dangerous."

"Anchors of faith? We need to establish our own faith and spread it?" Franca was well-read and immediately understood what Madam "Magician" meant.

But wanting to establish another faith in a country that believes in a true god could only be done sneakily, or by going to the Southern Continent.

Madam "Magician" saw Lu Mian also looking at her and pondered for a moment before saying:

"If you don't mind, the 'Fool' Church can list you as Saints, assign you corresponding dioceses, and let you become the patron saint of that area. In this way, you can use the influence of the 'Fool' Church and the authority of Mr. Fool to quickly have a group of believers, believers who are subordinate to Mr. Fool.

"All orthodox churches help their own Angels and Saints in this way."

Lu Mian and Franca looked at each other and said:

"We have no objections."

Madam "Magician" smiled again:

"Then design your honorific names that can point to you as soon as possible, five segments, and send them to 'Justice' through a messenger.

"Also, you should be living in Trier, right? I'll have the 'Fool' Church assign two churches in the Trier diocese to you—hmm, one more, in the outskirts—so that when believers pray, you will have the ability to respond. The more miracles, the more people who believe.

"This is one aspect. You also have to do some things to increase your own anchors.

"Alright, just advanced, rest for a while, and consider it seriously tomorrow."

After speaking, Madam "Magician" left here in a hurry.

"Rest for a while first." Lu Mian turned to Franca and said.

Although the potion was completely digested, the advancement was a confrontation, and his body, mind, and soul were still exhausted.

"Okay." Franca had the same intention.

The two didn't wait for night and fell asleep in their respective bedrooms.

Lu Mian had a dream, dreaming that he had returned to Cordu Village. In that house in Cordu Village, Aurore was waiting for him and had even tidied up a guest room for Franca and Jenna to stay in.

The alpine pasture was as green as a carpet, and the sunlight was abundant. Lu Mian didn't want to wake up for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, the sky was quite dim, making him briefly unable to tell whether it was early morning or evening.

Lu Mian rolled out of bed and walked toward the door. Suddenly, he saw a piece of white paper on the desk, with one corner pressed down by an ink bottle.

"It wasn't like this before I went to sleep..." Lu Mian was stunned for a moment and looked carefully.

His gaze suddenly froze.

There was a line of words on the white paper, and the handwriting was very familiar to him.

That was Aurore's handwriting!

Aurore's handwriting... Did she become active while I was asleep? Did she write this note to remind me of something? Lu Mian's pupils dilated as he came to the desk and looked at the content on the paper.

It was a short line of Intis:

"Summon White Paper!"

(End of chapter)