Another week later, Lily returned to her hometown in the north again.
Along the way, Luvel wanted to say something to her several times, but the conversation always ended abruptly after a few words. Their identities have not changed, but the simple and beautiful relationship they had more than ten years ago can only be changed from now on.
Search for clues in memory.
Perhaps because human lifespan is too short after all, the female mercenary thought with some regret - completely forgetting the appearance of her friend who had waited for hundreds of years in the original time.
She sent Luvel back to the village, and the two hugged each other friendly and said goodbye. She no longer cared about the female figure, turned around and stepped into the snowfield, walking casually towards her mother's residence.
It seemed like someone was looking at her from somewhere, with a familiar smell and breath. Lily turned her head, stopped, and looked at the forest on the left.
The black-haired woman appeared from behind the giant tree, still wearing the same light clothes as when they last met, as if the cold had no effect on her. She put her hands behind her back and walked closer until she was only three meters away from the female mercenary.
distance.
"Waiting for you. Lily, or September." The woman looked at her calmly, "Do you still recognize me?"
Of course she remembers the other party. On the surface, the two have always been rivals, but she does not hate the 'Wind Whisperer' of "The Oath of Lily of the Valley". During the exploration of the Ghost Forest, the other party also helped her a lot - however
Now, there is nothing but coldness in women's eyes.
"Is this the path you have chosen?" Jill raised the corner of her mouth slightly, without any emotion in her words, "For the sake of strength, you gave up your persistence."
"What are you talking about?" Lily stared at the other party in confusion, "Our wishes have never changed and will never change. To protect the things we care about and to keep the people we value from being harmed...has this always been the case?
"
"That's right." The woman tilted her head and lowered her voice, "Besides that, the Sachi people, the Erna people, the Belon people, the Kamal people from the Empire and Theocracy, and your original...
…Lily Nonotuan.”
Lily took a deep breath. She reorganized her thoughts in her mind and transformed them into words.
"Femiel promised us that he will bring a new world. We believe in the future in his eyes... so we will help eliminate the obstacles on the way?" the female mercenary said firmly, "As for the former companions...
…We won’t hurt them.” She paused for a moment and added, “As long as they don’t… stand in the way of Fimir and us.”
"Okay." The black-haired woman shook her head and looked into her eyes, "From now on, we are enemies."
"We don't care." Lily licked her lips. Ever since she decided to stand with Fimmel, she had foreseen the scene at this moment, "Are you going to fight?"
"Not now." Jill chuckled, "I have more important things, besides coming here to cause trouble for you." She raised her left hand and stared at her palm, as if mentioning an insignificant matter, "Of course -
Killing a young wizard is not difficult for me."
"You——!"
The female mercenary instantly understood what the other party was saying. Something suddenly rushed over her head and instantly took away her control of her body. She lunged forward and hit the black-haired woman directly in the face with her right fist, but she was easily dodged.
She attacked again, and then a third time. The two of them fought quickly in the forest, but Lily, who was fighting only by instinct, was never able to really hit Jill. The violent punches seemed to take away something, allowing her to think a little.
She regained her clarity. She stood where she was and stopped attacking.
Jill also stopped, still three meters away from her. Lily gasped, forcing herself to stay calm, thinking about the reasons why women do this, including telling her about it.
"Don't worry, he won't die that easily." The black-haired woman gave a mocking smile, maybe there was something else - like a hopeless expectation, "Goodbye, Lily. Next time I see you, I hope
Not on the battlefield."
…
Gil left. Lily stared in that direction until the other person's figure disappeared completely, then changed the target and walked towards the young wizard's current residence.
She had to confirm with her own eyes the meaning of the dark-haired woman's last words.
There are thousands of Sachi people living in the forest, and the villages have also expanded into small towns. Her 'old friends' are enough to provide these humans with everything they need to live, and at the same time, they dare not make the slightest move. Lily walked straight through the village
, walked towards the wooden house with the largest area in the center, reached out and pushed the door open.
The door opened inward. She walked inside and looked at everything in front of her.
The faint aroma of medicines is everywhere, and all kinds of strange experimental instruments are arranged along the walls, densely but not cluttered. There is no wind in the air, and no sunlight from the outside shines in, but soft light fills every corner. A thin man
The figure raised his head from the desk at the end and slowly turned towards her.
Fimmel Stark is still wearing a soft black robe, but he is no longer the handsome young man. His face is gray-white, and the flesh and blood under it no longer exists, like a skeleton covered with skin. It is exposed from the cuffs.
The fingers are slender and slender, and as dry as an octogenarian. Where there should have been brown pupils, there are now only two empty eye sockets, and green flames dance within them, proving that there is still 'life' in this body——
In the form of a "lich".
Because of "Count Stark", she once asked Yuffie for relevant information. That was the closest to success among wizards' attempts to pursue immortality: extracting consciousness and soul from the body and sealing it in a strong enough container.
, and ensure that their thinking ability is intact. They are no longer bound by a fragile body, and they are also free from the threat of aging or injury-as long as they are adjusted, the lich's soul can adapt to any artificial body.
"If the caster's skill is high enough, it has no known shortcomings." The pink girl in the memory fiddled with her hair and recounted what she knew, "But transferring the soul is an extremely difficult ritual.
If there is a slight mistake, the subject's thinking, memory or emotions will be irreversibly damaged." She nodded her lips, with a little yearning in her voice, "Those who dare to use this method on themselves, except for desperate gamblers,
There are only high-level wizards who are proficient in the secret arts of the soul."
What advantages or disadvantages does this kind of immortality have? It doesn't matter whether the black-robed wizard is a genius or a madman. The female mercenary thought of the battle in the demiplane and even the dead Luglan Forest. No matter what Ariel said
, the appearance of the young man in front of her was almost the same as that of the "Earl" whom she hated so much.
Lily suddenly felt a little shaken. She didn't know why the original Fimmel became a lich - at least it was definitely not killed by Jill. However, the strange overlap between history and the scene before her made her feel hesitant.
The hesitation disappeared in the next moment. She has changed history and will do so in the future. Failure is the right of the weak, and fate is an excuse for cowards. As long as she works hard to become stronger, one day, she can protect everything around her.
--No need for anyone's help.
The female mercenary looked at the figure in front of her, stretched her right hand towards him, and grinned slightly.
"Welcome back, Fimmel."
The black-robed lich placed his skinny hand on her palm. It felt a little cold to the touch, but it didn't make her feel disgusted.
"Don't worry, September...I will never leave until my wish is fulfilled."