The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1499 Interlude: Waiting for You to Hold Me in My Arms
At this moment, seeing the dark figure finally stop dodging, and seeing the black-haired youth finally unleash his full power...

Gazing at the soaring magical energy in the distance, and observing the extremely high energy levels on the analysis interface, a flicker of surprise crossed his usually composed face at this attack of sublimated power.

But the figure in the platinum gown immediately let out a cold snort, her eyes looking down as she raised her hand.

In that instant! Behind the massive and magnificent 'Night Wanderer', a metallic clang resounded as the [Thermal Convection Pulse] and [Psionic Orbital Cluster Cannon], spanning tens of meters, simultaneously transformed and unfolded.

Calibration, docking, locking. As the two giant 'feathers' joined end to end, the fiery red core intertwined with the eerie blue light trails.

The weapons numbered 12 and 14 have been upgraded to a stronger form and merged into one!
Then, as if finally starting to take things seriously, all other attacks ceased, and an armament that hadn't been activated since the start of the battle was put into play.
The mechanical rings surrounding 'Night Wanderer' hummed, their internal orbits rotating and shimmering with energy as they slowly rose into the air.
【Number 17 - Möbius Cycle Energy Disturbance Ring】!
Suspended above 'Night Wanderer's' head, the mechanical ring shone brightly, like a divine halo bestowed upon an angel.
The intense internal psionic energy accelerated, and with each cycle, the light grew even more intense. As the surging energy gradually amplified through cycles, the dissipating aftershocks transformed into arcs of light that flickered around the machine, illuminating the dark sky.

Amplified by its energy, the fusion weapon, now lengthened to a fiery red and ghostly blue, possessed ever-increasing power.

At this moment, 'Youye', with its mechanical halo, seemed to have truly transformed into a mechanical angel wielding the power of destruction!
In this scene, the figure in the platinum gown floats silently before the overwhelming destruction, her exquisite and dignified face illuminated by the radiance of the mecha.
Meanwhile, the dark-skinned youth unleashed the massive bow with its twelve-stretched bowstring, the immense magical energy blasting away the black flames of his robes and countless golden runes behind him.

The energy on both sides was gradually increasing, and a spectacular clash of light seemed imminent.
Then, just as both sides launched their offensives and the energy was about to reach a critical point of explosion!

In that very instant!!
The enormous, graceful bow, the twelve-layered bowstring of the Moon Goddess, and the starlight arrow that was condensing into it, along with the immense magical energy that was unleashing a storm, all contributed to the spectacle.

They all vanished abruptly in an instant.

At that moment, they shattered the ground! Seizing the instant when the spatial blockade was weak, they forcibly teleported while [Drive Card] and the King of Gods unleashed their speed to the limit.
Fang Ran transformed into a beam of light, shooting out with a sonic boom!
Upon witnessing this scene, the aloof figure's light gold eyes flickered, and in that instant, the strap of the [Wheel Card] appeared not far in front of 'Wandering Night'.
Displaying his strongest attack was just a facade; his real purpose was simply to create an opportunity to get in front of his opponent like this.

At that moment, a figure emerged from the loop of the straps. Upon seeing that figure again, Fang Ran rushed straight towards it, simultaneously making an illogical move.

The King of Gods, now in a state of complete darkness, gradually dissipated as he approached, slowly returning to his daytime form.

The powerful stance vanished completely, all defenses were withdrawn, as if the person was crashing into a sword's edge in their most vulnerable state. But even so, they still believed in the vague guess they had just had and in the figure before them.
Amidst the storm of converging psionic energy, Fang Ran strained his eyes and charged toward her at full speed!
Like moths drawn to a flame!

Even at this distance, there are many ways to force him back.
At that moment, seeing the young man abandon his attack, rush towards him recklessly, and withdraw his defenses, he realized...

His pale gold eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. In this state, let alone an attack, the mere aftershock of 'Wandering Night' gathering power for its next strike was enough to severely injure him.

The tall, adult figure's first reaction was to immediately stop the devastating attack that was about to strike behind them.
And it was this split-second decision that brought the young man across the final distance to stand before her.
Then he pulled the aloof and tall figure into his arms.

Her beauty was so dazzling it seemed untouchable; the moment I embraced her, I felt an unparalleled delicacy and softness, just as I had felt when we were close during the day.
For a figure from the past who had become an adult, for a completely unfamiliar woman to rise to a higher rank in the A-list, this was undoubtedly an outrageous and audacious offense.
But at this moment, the young man took the risk and did just that.

Even at this distance, Ling had many ways to force him back.
A-rank superior strength, weapons, and telekinesis—any one of them could have pushed him away, but perhaps it was that lingering reluctance from earlier in the day that was quietly at play again.
Ling, who appeared to be an adult, spoke with a cool, angry tone:

"let me go!"

The young man did not answer.

A sophisticated beauty with an imposing aura pushed against Fang Ran's shoulder, her expression slightly clenched, and a cold glint of anger flashed in her light gold eyes:
"I told you to let go! Did you hear me?!" The young man didn't speak, but silently hugged her even tighter.

"you!"

The previously cold and powerful aura, the sharp anger from the interrogation, froze the moment the young man embraced her tightly.
'But even so, you are still my queen.'

Hearing this answer at the top of the tower caused the forgotten memories to crack open.

When he hugged her, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and she could no longer hide or pretend as her past self.

The initial encounter, the icy Arctic sea, the journey on the carriage a hundred years ago—feeling the strength of his embrace—
Countless warm memories erupted in her mind like bubbles, and the hand that had been pushing against her shoulder eventually gently wrapped around his back.
Although the time was short, it was indeed a farewell that I might never forget.

Ling, now appearing as an adult, choked back tears with a mixture of helplessness and anger:
"You... idiot! Only at times like this."

Upon hearing that familiar tone, he finally confirmed that his earlier guess was correct.
A surge of indescribable joy, mixed with relief, welled up in my throat. The unease and sadness I felt earlier that evening quietly dissipated upon regaining what I had lost.

Even though it was only for a day, it was indeed a farewell that might be lost forever.

Fang Ran buried his face in her light golden hair, and his tense heart finally relaxed and felt relieved.

"Welcome back, Your Majesty."

On the boundless wasteland of the dark world, the destructive blow that had been surging and gathering, brewing a storm, gradually dissipated.

Against a sci-fi backdrop where the light of a magnificent, hundreds-of-meters-tall mechanical angel gradually fades.
The two figures finally embraced each other as they fell in the dark sky.

At this moment, on the edge of the wasteland, an unseen figure sat on a cliff edge, swinging her legs, watching the grand battle on the wasteland come to an end.

The beautiful silver-haired woman then spread her hands with a helpless chuckle:

"Wow, it only took one day to recover? It seems like it's too easy to unblock someone just because you're interested in them."

I had initially hoped for a storyline where the two strangers would rebuild their relationship, or that the two would regain their memories in a dramatic turn of events.

But looking at the two people embracing and falling in the distance against the backdrop of the magnificent mechs fading away,
Finally, the night raven gently rested its chin on its hand and smiled, a slight upturn of its lips.

"But... this is not bad either."

Then she vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a series of mysterious, soft laughs.
(End of this chapter)