Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"So, what brings you here?"

"That's right, I hope you can do me a favor."

"Hmm...is it something very important?"

Upon hearing this, Kishua pondered for a moment. After all, in his view, if Novia wanted to do something bad, there was nothing he could do to stop her. By the same token, if Novia couldn't do it and needed to ask someone else, then it was even less likely that he could do it.

“It’s nothing serious, but you’re all aware of the situation outside Snowfield City, right?” Novia nodded frankly, making no attempt to hide anything. “It’s inconvenient for me to see them. After the Holy Grail War ends, I’ll have to trouble you two to help me when the Church arrives. Tell them that Qihuang no longer needs to stay in the Church; she has somewhere else to go.”

"Haha, is that all?" The Demonic Marshal patted his chest confidently. "Don't worry, once Xiao Kao and I appear together, neither the Church nor the Association will have any major problems."

"Yes, Kishua is right."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing." Novia took out the El-Melloi family's Mystic Code 'Tri-Fold Magic Refinement' and released the college student who had been fused with it for several years. "This is the El-Melloi family's Mystic Code. As for whether to return it to the El-Melloi family, that's up to you, Kishua."

"Is that so...? Actually, there's no need for that, since this was originally yours."

Originally, the El-Melloi family's Tri-Fundamental Magic Furnace was the supreme Mystic Code before the birth of the Moon Spirit Essence. It was also the finished product of the El-Melloi family modifying the highest level of fantasy excavated from the Spirit Tomb Albion. It was the complete form of a magic furnace that could be drawn from inexhaustibly no matter how much it was absorbed.

However, since Albion's remains had long been moved to the inner side, and the Clock Tower now relies on the remains that Nero used to fill the underground with the flesh and blood of the three Apocalyptic Beasts after Albion's remains left, it is no longer the Spirit Tomb Albion, but the Spirit Tomb Leviathan, the Spirit Tomb Dwelling Branch, and the Spirit Tomb Behemoth, these are the three major areas.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration for Kishua to say that this is essentially something from Novia.

"There's no need for that, and I don't need it."

Endless magical power might be an incredibly precious treasure for an ordinary magician, but for the three people present, it was nothing special.

"So, sir, who is this person?"

Kobek looked at the humans who had been separated from the Three-Based Magic Furnace by Novia, somewhat puzzled.

Novia then told Kobek the whole story of the unfortunate college student.

"That's it... So, Kobek, could your coffee shop hire another person?"

Novia originally intended to send it to the church, but after learning that Kobek had opened a coffee shop, she thought it would be better to send it to him instead.

"completely fine!"

Faced with Novia's request, which was such a simple and easy matter, Kaubek naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Then I'll leave to you. You can go ahead now. I'll be leaving shortly; I have something else to do."

"Hahaha, alright then, Novia, if you're interested in the future, how about I take you on a trip to a parallel world?"

Unlike Kishua, who left with a smile, Kobaik hesitated for a moment, glanced in the direction Kishua had gone, and then, as if having made up his mind, said:

"Lord Novia, would you be willing to come to Japan?"

"What happened?"

“Well…” Kobek hesitated for a moment, but then said firmly, “It’s just that Hibiki said she wants to see her parents… I’m not saying I’m forcing you to go, it’s just that Hibiki seems to be a little excited these past few days because of your appearance in the Holy Grail War… Oh right, Hibiki’s full name is Hibino Hibiki, who is the human form of the Holy Grail Tredin.”

To be honest, Novia had never even considered what Kobek was saying. He knew that the Holy Scripture Tritine would take the form of someone named Hibino Hibiki, and he knew that it was something created through Kobek's hands... but he never imagined that someone he would consider a father figure...

Although Novia was somewhat moved, she did not refuse and nodded, indicating that she would naturally go to Japan.

After receiving the silver-haired youth's promise, Kaubak left at lightning speed.

Come to think of it, something doesn't seem right, does it? It was clearly Kobek who created the holy book, so logically... Oh, I almost forgot, he's already a grandfather. If Kobek is the grandfather and I'm the father, then...

Thinking of this, Novia looked in the direction the 'blue phone' had left, her eyes suddenly becoming strange, then puzzled:

"I forgot to ask Kaobike, if I am Hibiki's father, then who is Hibiki's mother?"

Because it was a sacred text, Novia only had two candidates in mind: Nero and Kihara.

Nero, as the second pope after him, should have offered many opinions and made contact with Cowbuck regarding the creation of such a thing, even though the holy book was not yet completed at that time.

There's no need to elaborate on Qi Huang. As a savior recognized by the Holy Scripture, he defeated Zhu Yue and Bao Shi Weng using the Holy Scripture, and lived for over a hundred years because of it. In the end, he even used the Holy Scripture to kill him once... Suddenly, I feel that this possibility is very high.

However, if we look at it this way, does Hibino Hibiki think that her mother used her to kill her father?

"Forget it, let's talk about this later. The Holy Grail ritual is almost over; we can't let it drag on."

Novia shook her head, putting that matter aside, and prepared to do what she had already decided—

Summon Attila from the moon, and have her reincarnate as a young girl, that is, the juvenile form of Sefalu, on Earth.

Holding the gleaming holy sword, the man aimed it at the ground of the underworld and drew lines on the black paper. Thus, in the previously empty space, a new form appeared, and along the sword's edge, he uttered a cry—

"Please convey my voice to Attila—"

An ordinary sentence echoed in the pitch-black underworld.

However, a burst of light extinguished the eternal darkness, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky, along with—a magnificent aurora.

That is an atmospheric luminescence phenomenon that can only be seen in polar regions. Although the mechanism of its production is still unknown, it should be a phenomenon caused by the influence of solar wind injected from the universe on the atmosphere and geomagnetism. Of course, there have been no observation records in tropical regions.

Perhaps on the last day of the Holy Grail War, the man in the underworld summoned this scene.

It seemed to be a meager reconciliation that this "night" brought to the world, or perhaps a manifestation of a vast will far removed from the activities of people on the ground. After all, this was the reward for Novia helping people deal with the Avengers.

When the silver-haired girl opened her eyes and woke up because of the aurora, she felt as if she had been reborn.

It's unclear whether it's good or bad.

This change happened so suddenly, liberating us from years of waiting. The irreversible event occurred like a storm.

For Attila, this is exactly what today means.

The world she now sees, which she had agreed to stay in the stone chamber as before, seems to have become something completely different.

The light shining in from the window allowed one to vaguely see the Moon Spirit Crystal itself.

The bookshelves emerging from the dim light, the weapons piled up in the corner, the notebooks lying idle on the table, the dust accumulating on the window frame—everything was just as it had been yesterday.

However, to her, everything seemed different.

Although there were at least slight differences, everything became bright, new, and as if shrouded in a hazy light.

Perhaps that's what the cries of the past were like—like stars shining brightly and continuously in the sky.

"Wow......."

That was an extremely unbearable feeling.

For Attila, who was trapped by the Moon Crystal, this was the first time she had ever looked up at something, and once again she was moved by what she saw. This made her, who had been waiting for so long, even more moved.

"You...you let me out...but, but..."

Attila, realizing that the Moon Crystal was willing to let her out, did not leave immediately, because she knew that once she went out, the Wandering Star would realize that the planet had not been destroyed and would call for the Wandering Star Vanguard again.

Regarding the white-haired girl's question, the moon spirit crystal appearing from outside the window, shimmering with blue light, seemed to say:

"Okay, go ahead, everything's fine now."

"Thanks....."

In this way, the white-haired girl, who had been guided smoothly into a child form, soon opened her eyes and saw the person she had always longed for.

She instinctively reached out her hand to the silver-haired youth, as if to grasp something tightly.

She was clearly crying, but her smile was so content, as if she had received all the happiness in the world.

“You’re back, Avia.”

"Welcome back, Attila."

The majestic aurora borealis swept across the underworld, covering the boundless world. The planets seemed to be draping their proud garments in splendid gowns, perhaps announcing the final scene of this Holy Grail War.

195: I love you, Yu's teacher, Novia (4k)

In the distant past, after that day, everything in the world suddenly became so distant.

For Nero, who had just woken up, it was like the slight intoxication that comes after drinking alcohol—a vague sense of disorientation and absent-mindedness. In an instant, the world before her eyes became light and unfamiliar, like a bubble, revealing a kind of illusory beauty.

The vast Roman Empire did not fall into any conflict due to Novia's absence; on the contrary, peace remained.

Because Novia had arranged everything properly, everything remained the same. The gears of the empire did not stop turning, and the venerable elders of the church did not scheme against each other for the papacy. Just as the voice they heard at that moment assured them, they worked diligently and tirelessly, simply because—

"That's right, no matter what, I will always be by your side, in the name of Novia."

Although Nero, who was unconscious at the time, did not hear these final words of devotion to the world, he learned of them from others—

Nero was still very happy. In her opinion, the time she spent with her teacher was undoubtedly the only treasure she could be proud of in her life.

It's just a 'regret' that I parted ways with my teacher in that way.

The Rose Emperor believed that his own weakness had led to that outcome. From then on, he meticulously followed the plan left by Novia, opening up the eastern part of the Roman Empire, thereby controlling the eastern side of the empire and continuing the glory of Rome. The city, known as the New Rome, gradually became a city comparable to Rome.

She then became the second pope of the Holy Church, spreading faith throughout Europe. For those small countries that were threatened by foreign invaders and could only survive by relying on the Roman Empire, she was like a lighthouse at sea, shining with an inextinguishable light.

Since that day, all sorts of things have happened to the girl.

Faced with Cialis's request, she did not refuse. Even the seemingly impossible task of bringing the remains of the Albion Dragon into the Star Sea was agreed upon. It was undoubtedly an impossible task to bring the remains of the strongest dragon into the Star Sea.

Because this is no longer the Age of Gods, the passage has long been closed, and even the two of them would find it difficult to dig it open with sheer power, unlike the strongest dragon.

However, the two still spent almost their entire lives completing it.

Therefore, after the death of Cialis one day, beneath that dark and sunless island, before the weary emperor, a hallucination seemed to occur. In an instant, everything was covered in blue, a dreamlike scene stretching to an unknown distance. Then, countless tiny rays of light slowly enveloped the dragon's remains and entered the interior of the planet.

The being known as Nero remained alone, recalling everything, accepting everything, and preparing himself for the future...

Laughter, exhaustion, injury, distress, regret, confusion, and tears.

Then, protect it.

She waited, listening intently day after day, gazing tenderly at Rome day after day, wanting to speak when they finally met.

Every time I close my eyes, those unforgettable moments, filled with reluctance, appear in my mind. Even those memories soaked in tears bloom with a dim light, heartbreakingly poignant. Even if the color of the sky and the surrounding environment change drastically, this longing will not dissipate in the slightest.

The emperor remained steadfast in his position, watching for a very long time.

There are no praise-givers waiting, nor witnesses present, yet it will continue.

Those are flowers that attempt to gently entwine with their beloved, and flames that watch over the sea of ​​flowers.

It sways gently, flickering and shimmering.

Alone,

Dreaming of those cheering memories.

Like longing.

Dreaming of that anticipated possibility.

As if firmly believed.

Sometimes I think, isn't this current situation a symbol of my breaking free from my predetermined fate?

"Teacher, did you hear that?"

My voice, I'm still waiting for you.

There was no answer, though she hadn't expected one in the first place.

After that day, she would always collapse onto a bench after feeling disappointed, frustrated, and crying uncontrollably, then gaze into the distance.

She looked indifferently at the world before her.

All that flashed through my mind was endless regret.

Even he himself couldn't stand it; Nero couldn't help but laugh at his own embarrassing and ugly past.

Because no matter how much you call out, the sound cannot be heard.

The Rose Emperor knew this, yet he still persisted.

Although I wasn't there with the teacher, and although I had nothing, I could still feel happiness, which is only natural.

Because this was something I promised my teacher.

But I still really wish you could be by my side, smiling at me. I really want to see you again, the one who protects me.

Regardless of the way he walked or his speaking habits, Nero always remembered and cherished that time.

However, in the days without Novia, the girl felt that her expression seemed to have become somewhat resolute.

She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest and now deeply regrets her past self.

There are so many things I want to say to my teacher, I just want to see her and hug her tightly with both hands.