Chapter 1979

The sleepiness surged again; Xia De resisted not closing his eyes and said goodbye to the three witches. Then, he really couldn't bear the sleepiness and had to sit back in the "Balance" position, lying there and closing his eyes again.

He thought that closing his eyes this time would completely end this strange and magnificent dream. But he didn't sink for too long in the extreme sleepiness; after a shocking explosion, a sudden gust of wind woke Xia De up again.

"Wait, how can there be such a strong sound of wind in a closed space like the Witch Council?"

In surprise, although his head hurt a bit, Xia De still resisted the sleepiness and raised his head, trying to open his eyes.

In front, there was an extremely dazzling bright light, and the wind made Xia De almost unable to open his eyes. Even though he was sitting, this gust of wind still made his body fall backward. He squinted, wanting to see clearly what had happened here again, whether the 【Poetry Card】 had suddenly gone out of control, but all he saw were the Luo De Cards that were originally placed by his hand, already dancing wantonly in the gust of wind and light under the daylight of the Council.

He raised his hand to block in front of him, wanting to see clearly what was in that ball of light exploding above the Council round table. Xia De did see it clearly; the gust of wind was tearing at a woman with a blurred figure in that exploding light, wanting her to return to the light.

That was a girl with golden long hair, looking twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a tear mole under her right eye, and an extremely beautiful appearance. She only had her upper body appearing in the light, and every movement that looked like running forward made her body appear with a new afterimage; numerous afterimages were as blurred as the voice she was trying hard to make:

"Do not trust Luvia Anate, do not trust Luvia Anate!"

Xia De, extremely shocked by this scene, had already stood up amidst the cards dancing all over the sky. The gust of wind still made him raise his hand to cover his eyes:

"What did you say?"

The woman's figure also became clear with his clarity, until Xia De saw that face completely. That was definitely a witch; even if the badge on her chest didn't heat up, he knew she was a witch. Except for a witch, he didn't believe that a mortal thing could have such charm.

And in the golden eyes of the woman desperately resisting the suction from behind, there was an extremely shocked expression:

"Who are you? Isn't this the Council? How can there be a man in the Council?"

The overlapping and echoing voice was still not easy to distinguish, but at least Xia De heard the full content this time, and she was using Delarion language.

"Who are you?"

Xia De asked loudly again, but in the sound of the wind and other strange noises, his voice was not very clear.

The strange woman, although still confused about who the man in front of her who couldn't trigger the witch's curse was, still tried her best to seize the time, conveying important information while her figure swayed uncertainly:

"I come from the past! Your past! The era of destruction! I am the Speaker of the Witch Council, the Great Witch of Time, Adele Isabella."

Xia De immediately thought of the golden hair he used as the ritual core, and then doubted how someone from the time of destruction could contact the "present world," but immediately thought that the last use of the 【Poetry Card】 was a violation; the power of connecting to the past attached to this card probably hadn't faded away completely, coupled with Xia De's special Language of Sublimation, the Council's venue, and the other party's special identity, which caused such a result.

He didn't doubt whether the other party's identity was fake; although he was hiding under Miss Galina's skirt last week and didn't see the face of the Council's Great Witch of Time on the Green Lake Island pier with his own eyes, he wouldn't recognize the wrong person.

"No matter who you are, remember, do not trust Luvia Anate, do not trust her! She is the destroyer of the world, she is the true sinner! Stop her, no matter what she wants to do, stop her!"

Her clear figure became blurred; that power that even Xia De felt was terrifying was driving her out of this period of time.

"But, Lady!"

Xia De supported the table and said loudly to her:

"Although I know Luvia Anate, she is my fiancée."

"She can find a lover? Are you talking about that purple-eyed destroyer?"

The surprise at that moment made her figure even more unstable. The gust of wind seemed to be tearing at every bit of color on her body, wanting to take her away, but this Great Witch of Time still stubbornly resisted the repulsive force.

"Of course it is. Oh, Lady, what exactly do you want to say?"

Saying this, he reached out toward the ball of light, and the witch also subconsciously wanted to grab him. When their two hands held tightly, the witch, who had almost completely faded, actually recovered her clarity. But at the same time, the huge force wanting to pull her back into the light also acted on Xia De. But as the 【Key of Yggdrasil】 hanging around his neck vibrated violently, Xia De's body stabilized, and the body of the great witch he was holding also stabilized, but the suction didn't disappear; this just allowed her to exist for a little longer.

The witch in the light widened her eyes:

"How is this possible? Are you really her fiancé? She actually gave you that key? Are you a man or a woman, she is a witch..."

"Lady, now is not the time to talk about this!! You know this key? This was really made by Luvia? Also, Lady, what kind of responsibility does the Witch Council have?"

The gust of wind became more intense, and the cards dancing in the wind even hurt when they hit his face.

Adele Isabella used all her strength to say to Xia De:

"Time is running out, I'll only say the most important thing: this time, absolutely cannot let her succeed again! Even if you are her lover, for the sake of the future of this world that is destined to perish, you must stop her from continuing! Find the 【Diamond of Hope】, use Misse language to ask it how to stop Luvia Anate, and you will get the answer!"

Her entire body was about to turn into light spots and return to that ball of light with infinite brightness.

"I will go look for that relic, but at least for now, I believe in her!"

"Man who entered the Witch Council, unfortunate one chosen by the Daughter of Destruction, go find the 【Diamond of Hope】!"

Something was stuffed into Xia De's hand by her, and that thing even had a chain. Before her whole body turned into light spots and disappeared, Adele Isabella said that last sentence to Xia De:

"The path between the past and the present, as long as we break through it this once, there will be a second time. I will come to find you again! I will tell you everything! I can give you everything, definitely stop Luvia Anate, this is this world, this is our last ch..."

She disappeared completely in the light, and the light that erupted again also swallowed Xia De. Before the light swallowed Xia De, or rather, before Xia De completely woke up, the thing he thought about in his heart was:

"Luvia, what exactly did you do in the past?"

Then his consciousness fell into chaos again.

"Xia De~ Xia De~"

I don't know how long it had been, but a familiar voice in his ear woke Xia De up. But this time it wasn't Fiona; the voice was Miss Galina.

"Oh~"

When he got up from the posture of lying on the edge of the round table, he felt dizzy and even wanted to retch. His left hand pressed his temple, his right hand supported the table, and he saw Miss Galina, Miss Bernice, Miss Aurora, and Megan all looking at him with concern.

The very bottom layer of the 【Witch Council】 under the daylight was still so calm; Xia De's stack of cards was neatly placed on the edge of the table, and the two empty potion bottles, one large and one small, were standing at his feet.

The chalk marks of the ritual array on the table had disappeared for the most part; the 【Poetry Card】 as the core item of the ritual lay on the table, the "Miss Feilian Notebook" pressed down on one corner of the card, and that golden hair had completely vanished.

It was as if Xia De had a long and bizarre dream, but at least the "dream" of meeting Miss Miss Feilian and the others was absolutely real, because the scar on his lip was still healing. Moreover, he really felt that there was something extra in his right hand that he was holding tightly; because his arms were crossed on the table, he could hide that thing in the sleeve of his coat; it seemed to be a small pocket watch:

"Sorry, I feel a bit uncomfortable."

Seeing Xia De retch again, Miss Bernice leaned over to support him and patted his back. Only after Xia De's complexion looked a bit better did she gently sniff his cheek and then sigh softly:

"Is this the perfume scent of the great witch of the Fifth Era? Violets, roses, and a faint scent like ink."

"Can you smell this too?"

Xia De asked, wanting to stand up, but eventually sat and talked to them. When trying to get up, he felt that his whole body was not right; except for the serious illness at the beginning of spring, he didn't remember when he had been in such a bad state.

But fortunately, as the characteristics of the Language of Sublimation and the 【Poetry Card】 ended, his state was recovering rapidly.

"Witches have the ability to smell the perfume of other witches; you can consider this a peculiar professional ability."

Miss Galina said softly, as if afraid that speaking loudly would make Xia De faint. Of course, she didn't forget to unplug the prepared potion and hand it to Xia De:

"Although you didn't fully activate the Language of Sublimation, you still used power after all. Rest well, don't talk for now. Sylvia is still beside the Speaker, no one will come over for the time being."

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

He drank the two bottles of mental power recovery potions and then felt much better:

"I met Miss Miss Feilian, it was very successful, even more successful than I thought."

All four witches showed smiles:

"It's good that you met her. What did you talk about with Miss Miss Feilian? Did you talk about the Murmuring Poetry?"

"No, we talked about some other things, about some things Edwards told me—the end of the world."

Before this, he had never talked about this with the witches, but now was a good opportunity, and it could also explain the unformed maze during the Battle of Green Lake—that was the future he dreamed of. The arrival of the end of the world was something already determined, and hiding it made no sense at all.

And this matter was complicated to talk about, but if he really wanted to explain, dozens of sentences could roughly cover it. Miss Galina, Miss Aurora, Megan, and Miss Bernice had different expressions, but they didn't seem particularly surprised:

"From the state of the material world in the past year, one can also see some clues. But what can the end of the world do? Since it hasn't come yet, then the lunch that should be eaten still needs to be eaten, the work that should be done still needs to be done, and the meetings that should be held still need to be held. At most, we need to make some preparations for this; this is a matter for the whole world. We won't boast of being saviors, just sigh that there is more work to be done."