Chapter 1437: Promises and Prayers

"How did it go?"

As the vortex of gold and black intertwined on the stage appeared, Xia De and Miss Sylvia walked out hand in hand. Luvia, who was waiting for news at the Wilde Opera House, immediately rushed over, followed by Tifa.

"The result is very good. I will open the key immediately. Oh, is there any new news?" Xia De also asked, and Tifa nodded gently, looking at Xia De with some worry:

"Miss Miss Beiyasi witnessed the blooming of the first Randall Flower. That was over an hour ago." "So according to the estimation, the crazy Guardian is finally going to appear?"

Miss Sylvia asked, and Luvia's voice was very calm:

"Let's talk after Xia De comes back; anyway, it's only three seconds."

Xia De took out the time key, looked at the cat on his shoulder, and finally didn't hand it over. Instead, after stroking it, he turned it into a toy and put it away.

"Mia will still follow me; I already know what to do next. Also, where is Xilisi?" He was still worried about that less-than-perfect ending.

"Don't worry, we didn't let her leave the Opera House all night. Now she is helping to prepare potions in the basement." Luvia said, and Xia De was relieved:

"No need to worry about her needing to sacrifice herself; I got good stuff this time."

He took out the Earth's Heart (fragment) from his pocket. Compared to that golden pebble, it was not just larger in volume. The ancient and profound power almost immediately made the girls who noticed this stone feel suffocated, and Luvia even had a life ring appear behind her, followed by the engraved Five-Ring Miracle spiritual rune—Earth's Heart.

Xia De made no comment on this.

"May the Tree Father protect me in infinite time."

After a simple hug, Xia De said goodbye to the girls who were worried about him, and then inserted the nearly completely broken key into the door frame before him.

Click~

【Outsider, you have stepped into the "Corridor of Time."】

【Message from the Ancient God "Father of Infinite Trees":】

【Autumn, 3028, Fifth Era, Northern Continent, Eternal Night City.】 【Event: Whispers of the Eternal Night Curtain.】

【Duration: 3 minutes (5/4).】 【You have obtained additional information.】

【The figure of the Father of Infinite Trees watches you.】

Compared to normal time missions, the content obtained this time was relatively short. There were no additional missions, no additional mission rewards, and the number of times had become the strange "5/4." Xia De knew that being able to obtain one extra opportunity was already the limit; he did not hope that he could have a second chance.

"So, I must solve the problem in one go!"

After entering the white fog, he didn't step forward immediately, but stopped, taking deep breaths.

Once he continued walking forward, he would likely return to the hall of that Night Ancient God immediately. He needed to prepare, to prepare how to take Fiona away while facing the Ancient God directly.

"Although burning divinity is not feasible, the radiance of divinity is still useful."

He touched his body, although he didn't hold much hope, he had brought some relics with him before setting off, and even held 【Night Watcher】 in his hand. But at this moment, he hadn't brought a single item.

"So, I can only rely on this."

He took out the parchment with the handwriting of the writer lady and the princess, and watched the story written on it for the last time.

After finishing telling the story to the ancient god just now, although the spiritual rune didn't appear immediately, the familiar throbbing in his heart had already appeared. For Xia De, the acquisition and composition of these "fairy tale locks" never had storytelling as the most important part. The most important part was his own understanding of these fairy tales and his understanding of the qualities he possessed that were in common with them.

This was not a power that could be learned by deliberate study; it required using his own story to reflect those fairy tales.

Since Xia De first obtained "The Little Match Girl" due to "pity," he knew that fairy tale locks were definitely not something he could learn by deliberate arrangement. And now, he knew another opportunity had arrived.

"Fiona, I will take you away safely."

The pressure of the god and the sense of crisis that made his scalp tingle, which he could perceive just by taking a step, were urging Xia De to stay away from such a dangerous place, but thinking of the promise, Xia De strengthened his confidence.

The thick steam fog mixed with the white fog around him. In the depths of the swirling white fog, as the whistle and bell sounded in the silent space, a life ring emitting brilliant four-color radiance appeared behind Xia De.

He gripped the parchment prepared for him by Dorothy and Princess Lei Lei Qianya, and finally took another step forward. "Xia De!"

Just a moment ago, facing the god sitting behind the curtain, he was still being hugged by the man in front of him, but the next moment, white fog emerged from an unknown corner, directly taking away Xia De who was hugging her.

Witch Fiona Fiona Delage could never describe her mood at this moment in any words. Xia De's departure also meant the disappearance of the light of the sun and the moon. Endless night invaded, representing the opposite of the day, representing the power of darkness, shadows, and emptiness, almost immediately causing her consciousness to drift toward the deepest illusion.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped in the eyes of the Dragon Witch. She had many questions, and also many regrets. At the last moment of life and consciousness, the scenes of a life that was not very long flashed before her eyes, and she actually found herself so lucky.

Although she was born into the Red Dragon Royal Family, because of her mixed-blood status and her mother's awkward background, her childhood life was not satisfactory. After leaving the family and making a living on her own, on that summer afternoon when the sun was scorching, in a small town whose name she almost forgot, wearing a tattered cloak to avoid the heat and hiding her tail, she met Miss Mana Miss Feilian and Miss Blaney Olanod who came with a parasol while selling sunscreen potions in the ruins of the Fourth Era castle.

"What exactly did I do at that time?"

That was a very distant memory; she only remembered that she was very short and had big eyes at that time, and the sunlight that day was so scorching.

"I seem to have plucked up the courage to sell them the potions I made, and then accidentally bit my tongue..."

Thus, she, wearing tattered clothes, was muddledly taken by the teacher to the hotel where they lived, and then, there was the current Red Dragon Witch, Fiona Fiona Delage.

The life and experiences after meeting the teacher were simply more bizarre than the fairy tales she heard when playing with her tail in her mother's arms as a child. Four years ago, when she saw the young man who came through the snow at the Gaddis Library in the Silent Valley, she felt even more that she might just be sun-drenched in the scorching sun on that distant afternoon in the past and had fallen into a long hallucination. Perhaps after waking up, she would still have to worry about the source of dinner, and whether the potions in her hand with a short shelf life could be sold.

But all this didn't matter anymore. The long second allowed Fiona, whose bloodline had already sublimated because of Xia De's messy ritual, to finally clearly perceive the traces of time. In the great terror of life and death and the oppression of the god, she surpassed any mortal of this era and truly touched the great power of time.

The secret technique of 【Time Stop】 she saw on an ancient scroll many years ago was directly mastered because of her desire to live. But this could not save her; it only gave Fiona a chance to think of her life in the last second, to think of those she missed, to think of her story, to think of the lullabies her mother sang and the stories she told when she was a child.

But the last thing she thought of was actually the story told by Xia De and depicted by her just a few minutes ago. The same humble origin, the same oppression by other members of the family.

It's just that the lucky Cinderella prayed to the night and got the crystal shoes and pumpkin carriage she craved. And she chose to leave the family to live alone, so she met the teachers and met him.

Xia De's face seemed to be the last thing she thought of in her life. Although she felt guilty toward the teachers, Fiona was still willing to forgive her own little selfishness at this moment.

"If I also pray to the moon and the night, will I get your response?"

She asked softly in her heart, even though she knew that Xia De's departure was also an accident, and even if he came back, he couldn't change the fact that was about to happen. But the unwillingness to die, the attachment to life, and the feelings in her heart that she was embarrassed to say, still prompted her to have such an idea.

Thus, at the last moment before her body was swallowed by the night and she was about to lose consciousness, she said in her heart: "Praise the silver moon, praise you."

It seemed nothing happened, but in the last sigh, she got her wish. In the sudden white fog, she heard Xia De's voice again:

"This is my promise."

In an instant, the radiance of the silver moon dispelled all the darkness around again. Four-color spiritual light flickered on the life ring behind him. Xia De, who had come to this time again from the white fog, reached out and hugged the shivering Fiona, then turned and looked directly at the figure finally seen clearly by him behind the curtain high up.

"I promised, so I will definitely do it."

Large swaths of night peeled away from the space with Xia De's return, and then something moved. The power from the Great One was poured directly onto Xia De without reservation this time. The figure sitting behind the curtain did not move visually, but Xia De knew that "He" had already reached out to him.

"You shouldn't have come back!"

After the words were spoken, the Red Dragon girl realized that she shouldn't have said such a sentence, which sounded like something from a witch romance novel, but Xia De didn't care:

"I promised."

The throbbing in his heart finally reached its peak with the words spoken, and the approach of the god's power caused the radiance of divinity on his body to bloom, until the golden light on his body dragged backward with the wind pressure like flames.

The parchment tightly held in Xia De's hand burned fiercely, and the beautiful Delarion common letters flew one by one toward the brass wheel ring that was spinning rapidly at this moment. The story was engraved on the life ring, and also engraved in Xia De's heart.

The palpitation in his heart finally reached its peak with the words that spilled out; the approach of the god's power caused the radiance of the divinity's afterglow on his skin to bloom, until the golden light on his body was dragged backward like flames following the wind pressure.

The parchment gripped tightly in Xia De's hand burned fiercely, and the elegant De La Rion common letters flew one by one toward the brass ring that was spinning rapidly at this moment. The story was inscribed on the Ring of Life, and at the same time, it was inscribed into Xia De's heart.

Time gives stories power, and civilization gives fairy tales depth. The fairy tale, which was not yet widely circulated in the current Fifth Era, was not enough to support the power of a Ring Warlock, but fortunately, Xia De did not belong to the Fifth Era, and the girls who wrote the parchment in his hand did not belong to this era either.