Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"Want to drink?"

Although she asked this question, Hollyye had already flown to the mercury lamp with the teacup on her head.

"I remember you used to look down on these tea bags."

Mercury Lamp reached out to take the cup, still not wanting to miss any opportunity to mock Zhenhong.

"Put the cup down if you don't want to drink it."

Zhenhong elegantly held the handle of the cup, took a sip, and didn't even turn around.

Time passed slowly, and Mercury Lamp grew impatient waiting. Finally, he couldn't help but ask:

"When will Ye Shanming come back?"

"He won't be back until after school, and it's still school hours. Don't you even understand this? You're truly uneducated."

The cup was placed heavily on the desk. Mercury Lamp looked at Zhenhong unkindly:

"you do this delibrately?"

"I just forgot to say it."

Zhenhong looked innocent, with just a hint of smile at the corner of her mouth.

"I'll come back tonight."

Mercury Lamp jumped off the edge of the table, walked into the bathroom, opened the passage to the N realm through the mirror, and disappeared into it.

In the N domain, Ye Shanming was unaware of the intimate interaction between Shinku and Mercury Lamp. He flew to the dome of the castle, which was the boundary of Shinku's N domain.

After a period of analysis, he barely understood the composition principle of this alien space.

Instead of resorting to the forced invasion method that Zhenhong had suggested, a magic circle unfolded on the dome, and the spells within it changed rapidly, dazzling the eyes.

After continuing for a while, Ye Shanming finally adjusted the technique to the best state he could at the moment. With the activation of the magic circle, dazzling flashes and strong magical fluctuations erupted in the castle hall.

When everything calmed down, Ye Shanming's figure had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the empty castle hall.

Ye Shanming slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a chaotic space.

It's just different from conventional space. Here, both the perception of time and the cognition of distance are chaotic. If you stay here for too long, even your sense of direction will be confused.

Beneath his body, seven spherical spaces emitted faint light, and there was a faint ribbon connecting them, so they were not completely independent.

"Is this the N-Field of the Rozen Maidens?"

With just a quick glance, relying on his connection with Zhenhong, he quickly discovered the true identity of these seven spherical spaces.

Ye Shanming stretched out his right hand, and the holy sword of salvation in the world of Fulilian appeared in his hand, but soon, it turned into a one-handed sword. In just a breath, its appearance changed again into an eight-sided Han sword, and then changed into all kinds of strange shapes, floating around.

"Sure enough, this is not an ordinary alien space, but the gap between the material world and the formation world."

He retracted his right hand, and the Holy Sword of Savior turned into a phantom and disintegrated. Ye Shanming looked at the space in front of him thoughtfully.

In the world of Fulilian, after briefly experiencing the goddess's perspective through the goddess's arrangement, he gained a lot of understanding of the world's composition.

For the entire world, everything that can be seen by the naked eye is just the surface of the world. All physical laws are anchored on it, which can be called the material world. Inside the material world is the spirituality of human beings, that is, the formation world.

And beyond that is the world of creation where the soul originates, as well as the realm of gods and the world of archetypes.

This strange space is located in the gap between the material world and the formation world, so the N-domain scene changes according to the will of the owner, and has the ability to go to any mirror in the real world through the mirror channel at any time.

At the same time, this is also the reason why Xuehua Qijing, who has no body, can exist in the N realm.

However, this space was not formed naturally, but was created by humans, and has not yet been repaired by the world itself. This means that its original creator is still alive and is still maintaining the existence of the space.

"Luo Zhen..."

In the blink of an eye, the rose ring that symbolized the contract between Zhenhong and him appeared in his hand. With the infusion of magic power, the ruby ​​ring surface shone brightly.

In the dark, a vague connection lingered in his heart.

Two streams of divine power, one black and one white, gushed out from both sides of his shoulder blades. From the outside, they looked like a pair of black and white wings, carrying him rapidly towards the depths of the alien space.

Here, the concept of time was blurred, and Ye Shanming didn't know how long he had been moving forward. Finally, he found the creator of this strange space, who was also the father of Rozen Maidens, the legendary puppeteer Luo Zhen.

Judging from his appearance, he is just an ordinary middle-aged man with dull eyes and haggard face.

Only a pair of dexterous hands grasped the materials in front of him, and a carving knife seemed to come alive in his hands. With just a few cuts, the small arm took shape in his hands.

He had no reaction to Ye Shanming's arrival and continued to mechanically perform the movements at hand: neck, chest, waist, pelvis, thighs... The parts of the doll gradually took shape, and then quickly took shape during his skilled assembly process.

Only when he was doing the most crucial facial carving, his hand holding the carving knife trembled slightly, and he couldn't move the knife no matter what. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, passed through his palm and the half-formed doll, rolled down unhindered, and then disappeared quietly.

The puppet silently turned into a wisp of gray smoke and dissipated, blending into the entire space. Luo Zhen began to repeat the original action and started to carve the puppet's arms.

"Have you lost even your intellect?"

Ye Shanming sighed lightly. Luo Zhen here was only left with his soul. After two hundred years of wear and tear outside, he could not even preserve his self-awareness. He only acted mechanically according to his obsessions in his previous life.

"It seems that there is no answer to Zhenhong's question."

Feeling a little disappointed, he also planned to have a good discussion with the puppeteer about the principles and techniques of the Rose Madonna that gave life and various abilities to the Rose Maidens.

Perhaps some words in Ye Shanming's muttering stimulated Luo Zhen's residual soul. His palm trembled, and he raised his head silently, staring at Ye Shanming's face, and a trace of spirit returned to his eyes.

"So... so red... Alice Games... my daughters..."

His voice was like an old machine, jamming wildly and his words were intermittent, but soon, his words became more and more fluent, and he gradually regained his sanity before his death.

Luo Zhen looked at Ye Shanming seriously. In his eyes, a ball of dark blue flame was shaking constantly. That was his last remaining intellect.

Ye Shanming knew clearly that when this strand of intelligence burned out, it would be the end of the life of the puppeteer in front of him, and not even his remaining soul would be preserved.

"What is the problem you just mentioned, Zhenhong?"

"She wants to ask you what you really think about Alice's game."

"Really? What do they think?"

"Through the Alice game, you can seize the other party's Rose Madonna. Once you have collected all the Rose Madonnas, you can become the real Alice, and then..."

Ye Shanming paused for a moment before continuing: "See you again."

Luo Zhen was stunned for a moment, a wry smile on his face, and he sighed softly:

"Really? It seems I made a mistake by leaving without saying goodbye."

"Can you listen to my story? It's a story about a failed father."

"If you have enough time."

The story told by Luo Zhen is not complicated. It is just a father who lost his daughter and embarked on the path of alchemy, intending to use alchemy and puppet technology to resurrect his dead daughter.

He successfully created the first doll, Mercury Lamp, and used a fragment of his heart to create Our Lady of the Rose, thus giving her a soul.

However, in the process, he despairingly discovered that the dead could not be resurrected. Even though the doll had the shadow of his daughter Alice, it was not the real Alice after all.

He couldn't accept this failure and made various attempts, creating the remaining five Rozen Maidens one after another, but the final results always disappointed him.

As his life approached its final end, he finally let go of his lifelong obsession, chose to reconcile, and spent his last moments with these Rose Maidens who were like his daughters.

In the end, he used the last fragment of his heart to make the Rose Madonna, and thus the seventh doll, Xuehua Qijing, was born.

However, when he created a body for her, he was no longer able to maintain the existence of his physical body. Only the residual soul remained hidden in the deepest part of the N realm, repeating the actions engraved in the depths of his soul.

Therefore, Xuehua Qijing was unable to possess her own body, and only her soul existed in the realm of N. She had not even been able to see her father since she was born.

Ye Shanming listened to Luo Zhen's story quietly without saying a word. His existence became increasingly unstable. His limbs had disappeared and were spreading throughout his body.

But he didn't care about his condition at all.

"When I felt my physical death was imminent, I told them about the Alice game. Only by fighting can one become the real Alice."

"I originally wanted to tell them that survival is a battle, and living your own life is already a perfect Alice. I didn't expect them to misinterpret it like this..."

Luo Zhen's figure had faded to the point of being almost invisible, and his voice became increasingly ethereal. A ball of light flew out from his chest and went straight into Ye Shanming's body.

"This is my lifelong knowledge. I hope you can help me take good care of my daughters. They are actually very good children."

"I will."

Ye Shanming silently watched the puppeteer and his failed father disappear.

Luo Zhen finally revealed a reassuring smile, and his residual soul completely collapsed, scattered into countless particles, and disappeared silently into space.

The space fell completely silent. Ye Shanming looked at the seven N realms below, especially Xuehua Qijing's N realm. After thinking for a while, he gave up his original idea.

"This is really a troublesome matter. I have to give up the tough approach."

He sighed lightly, and the magic circle under his feet flashed and disappeared, and then he disappeared.

After walking out of the mirror on the wall of the sports warehouse, it was already completely dark. The school was empty except for Fujiwara Chika standing at the door of the warehouse, looking inside from time to time with a nervous look on her face.

Turquoise Starstone sat on her shoulder and kept comforting her:

"Ye Shanming is very powerful. Even I can't do magic of that level just now. He said it will definitely be no problem."

"Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Akira Yeyama's words frightened Cui Xingshi so much that he staggered and almost fell off Fujiwara Chika's shoulder.

"Now that you're back, tell me if the naughty kid who attacked me has been caught?"

Cuixingshi looked at Ye Shanming seriously, with a gloomy and terrifying feeling, completely different from before.

"Don't look, there isn't one."

Ye Shanming spread his hands. Cui Xingshi looked away with some disappointment, but he still said something harsh:

"What a shame! I was planning on teaching him a lesson."

After saying goodbye to Tsuseishi and Fujiwara Chika, and telling them to call him anytime if they had any problems, Hayama Akira walked towards the tram station, ready to go home.

As for the truth about Luo Zhen and his commission, simply gathering all the Rozen Maidens together and explaining it to them would not work, especially Xuehua Qijing.

Because she has no body and has never even seen the father who created her, her mental state is extremely distorted.

He must first digest the knowledge that Luo Zhen left him before he can put a perfect end to Alice's game.

Therefore, whether he was on the tram or walking home, he was a little absent-minded, and most of his energy was spent on learning Luo Zhen's knowledge.

After all, it is a completely different system. Although the most basic theories are the same, when it comes to the principles and technical composition, he still needs to start from scratch.

"Ming, you don't seem to be in a good state. Are you okay?"

Zhenhong sat at the desk, drinking black tea, and glanced at him worriedly as he was distracted.

Chapter 12: The First Emperor ascends the throne.

"Nothing, just learning something new."

Ye Shanming rubbed his eyebrows, took the time to reply to Zhenhong, and then devoted himself to learning Luo Zhen's alchemy and puppet technology.

"..."

Zhenhong wanted to say something but stopped herself. Seeing his expression, she stood up silently and poured a cup of black tea and placed it next to him.

"Thank you."

Ye Shanming thanked him without even looking up, raised his teacup and took a sip. The rich aroma of tea filled his mouth, lifting his spirits.

Zhenhong turned her head and looked out the window. It was quiet outside, with only the street lights quietly illuminating the road. Occasionally, a stray cat would suddenly jump out from the corner, jump onto the wall, and quickly run away.

Will the mercury lamp come again tonight?

In a hospital in Shinjuku district, Tachibana Kanade leaned against the head of the bed, her face pale, and her golden eyes silently looked at the nurse who was examining her.

The night wind blew the curtains, and the moonlight shone on her body. Compared to the mercury lamp, she looked more like an exquisite doll girl.

"How's my situation?"

The girl's calm voice sounded, and she tilted her head to look at the nurse. The nurse's hands paused, and a smile appeared on her face:

"He is in good condition, and all vital signs are stable."

After saying that, as if she was afraid that Tachibana Kanade would continue asking questions, she quickly walked out of the ward and gently closed the door.

"She's in very bad shape, and she can't hide her thoughts at all."

Under the moonlight, the mercury lamp flapped its wings and fell, standing on the windowsill, its scarlet eyes reflecting Tachibana Kanade's face.

"Ah."

Tachibana Kanade nodded slightly, agreeing with her words, his expression remained calm, and he didn't feel at all that he was the protagonist in the words.